John Carter Brown

Nodding Off - Poem by John Carter Brown

I sit enveloped in my chair,
My limbs relaxed, my work is done;
The radio is droning low,
My eyes are heavy as a ton.
I know the room is occupied,
But sorting voices is a strain;
A ghostly figure passes by,
I think I'm nodding off again.

I'm wavering between two worlds,
One cold and clear, the other warm
And filled with floating images,
Devoid of bone or flesh or form.
I sense a slowly sliding movement,
Hear again that far refrain;
My head falls from it's finger perch
Because I'm nodding off again.

My body is superfluous,
And all control I had is lost;
Opposing me, a mental bridge,
Before I know it I have crossed
Into another world, quite real,
With time a useless thing to keep;
I've left behind all earthly ties,
I've lost the fight and gone to sleep.

Written 1995

Comments about Nodding Off by John Carter Brown

  • (10/4/2012 3:26:00 PM)

    to sleep per chance to dream.....where dreams seem real and world just a memory...... (Report) Reply

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  • Mark Dillon (8/15/2012 7:27:00 AM)

    YOU GOT IT, i was often that way in last class in college after a long day. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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