Sleep
By belindam1974
Sun, 14 Jun 2009
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I love to watch
You sleep
The quiet serenity
That wipes across your face
The slight smile
How your hair falls
Playfully over an eye
I see the mischevious little boy
That was
And possibly the one
That will be
Sometimes I stroke your brow
I just want to make sure
That the beautiful vision
Before me is real
Always careful not to
Wake you
Then one eye opens
“Good morning….”
You whisper
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O Lucky, Lucky Man. The
O Lucky, Lucky Man.
The following is just about perfect:
I see the mischevious little boy
That was
And possibly the one
That will be
The whole poem would be so much stronger with a little more punctuation - for example:
I see the mischevious little boy
That was -
And possibly - the one
That will be
I'd think about punctuating the whole poem carefully. Nevertheless, it's really lovely.
Well done.
Ewan
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...and then we're into.. The
...and then we're into.. The Morning after ;-)
How I love the immediacy/reality/truth of
"I can sense
You poking me"
Hi Belinda, Sorry - I digress ;) but you started it ;-), I can see you're still "getting all these ideas" ;-)
The lines that Ewan highlights are my favourites too.
Congratulations on the cherry. ;-)
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