Tags : sleep

the fae and the dreamer

the fae and the dreamer

A Poem by Shy


i closely associate the faerie realm with the dream realm, i guess. also rhyming seems very fae-like to me. like you're chanting some spell...
Dark comfort

Dark comfort

A Poem by Bryce


Feeling a pain within, so used to it that it hurts more to be happy
The Death of My Anger

The Death of My Anger

A Poem by Ally Ann


A death from deep in my chest
It’s A Bear!

It’s A Bear!

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Bear’s certainit’s a bearalone with salmonit’s a bearon the mountainit’s a bearup a canyonit’s a beareating berriesit&rs..
ONE   WARNING

ONE WARNING

A Poem by g.r.


ONE WARNING It’s not only at night One ought to be quiet So as not to .startle A sleepwalking man So you stay still Mostly I s..
Slow awakening

Slow awakening

A Story by Views_She_Writes


Waking up from a nightmare with a migraine.... only to face a scarier reality!
Sleep Tightly

Sleep Tightly

A Poem by alex


Hundred one, hundred two, hundred threeOnce again I'm counting the endless starsTwinkling beautifully but for some reason they feels sadNow I know, on..
relax parallax

relax parallax

A Poem by Anne Martin


an occasional poem
Amnesia

Amnesia

A Poem by Joshua


As she goes to sleepI ask myselfWhere do we go when we sleep?I imagine a gardenThis garden is taken care by a gardenerThis garden is full of flowersan..
Daydreams

Daydreams

A Poem by Katsura


Insomnia poem, with a heavy dash of prolonged sleep deprivation
Sleep

Sleep

A Poem by Luci


screencap from 'Inuyasha'
Restless Minds

Restless Minds

A Poem by Laura Kate


If only there werea switchto turn off the mindsending us to sleep -a pause,a retreat,the same way we send lightback to the darkness inoneswiftgentle ..
The Naked Book

The Naked Book

A Poem by Satish Verma


Come and sleep with me, I said to moon. We have to
Melody of Silence

Melody of Silence

A Poem by Sira YR


Hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving!!
A slow morning - 8.19.19

A slow morning - 8.19.19

A Poem by Minuet


Let me guide you through the awakening of the senses on a slow Saturday morning.
Want

Want

A Chapter by P.J. Amey


A strikingly warm breeze gently tickles at my face while peering from atop a large clocktower. The clouds overhead blanketing the sunset across the s..