Sleeping & Waking

Sleeping & Waking

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

That brief interlude between
Sleeping and waking,
I pass through each day like
Some dark undertaking,
Where nothing is real, where
I’ve been to or going,
My mind is disordered,
My heartbeat is slowing.

And even the room that I
Enter is swaying,
My eyes are distended my
Brain is nay-saying,
While legs stagger sideways
And crablike in function
Like some leaden corpse treated
To extreme unction.

The wars were all won, or
Were lost in the sleeping,
While everything worthwhile
Would seem to be weeping,
The slate should be cleared by
Each act of purgation,
But I wake each day to
Some strange dissipation.

I often forget simple
Words in our language,
That drive to distraction
And cause me more anguish,
But calm will return when
The evening is making
That brief interlude between
Sleeping and Waking.

David Lewis Paget

© 2016 David Lewis Paget


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This is a deep and moving write that made me think of my own mind lately. Only I sometimes wish to just sleep in dreamland. There is only a split second in between the two, I pray you are not really forgetting words. I like your mind functioning. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Those moments between sleep and waking...

Posted 8 Months Ago


You have penned very profound emotions here. I liked it a lot.

Posted 6 Years Ago


To me, this speaks of a potentiality on the cusp of waking –– a moment from dreaming of an existence hoped for –– before the realities of age and regret settle themselves back on shoulders weighed down by life.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Life is odd.
"That brief interlude between
Sleeping and Waking."
The above lines are true and with life. Sleeping and waking fall closer together. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


Nice meter. Would you consider moving "between" and "where", etc to the next line? mentally doing that helped me "feel" the rhythm of the meter more easily.

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is much darker than your other poems; it makes me think of the difficulties of aging or perhaps the sadness that comes from being consumed with addiction, as I have found myself feeling this way more than once. My love goes to you David

Posted 7 Years Ago


This is a deep and moving write that made me think of my own mind lately. Only I sometimes wish to just sleep in dreamland. There is only a split second in between the two, I pray you are not really forgetting words. I like your mind functioning. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 17, 2016
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Tags: purgation, dissipation, crablike, anguish

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David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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