World Of Sleepy Slumber Poem by Kaspa Richards

World Of Sleepy Slumber

Rating: 3.5


Its 2am and my mind begins to wonder
As everyone seeps into sleeps slumber
But to sleep im just yet another number
Seems the sandman has decided to encumber

So I slip into a world as my mind unfurls
A world of imagination as my dream uncurls
To form a picture of a red sky that twirls
High above a lake filled with silver and pearls

This lake were birds of paradise dilly dally
And the bees buzz in search of Lilly valley
At the edge of the lake the house 'cally rally'
Is where you’ll find Mr. O’mcnalley keeps his sally tally

A tally of the days since he last saw her
His old love, to see her he would bloody murder
He thinks, no he’s sure, that was the day he last purred
The day he saw her, the day his heart did stir

Mr. O’mcnalley lives alone in his lovely garden
Where beg your pardon don’t confuse him with Mrs. Arden
She lives with the stars and in her absence he has hardened
If you stumble across Mr. O’mcnally never utter Sally Arden

Sally Arden use to live in this world many year ago
Where she was irritated by O’mcnalley's young loves glow
So in the night with a pinch of spite and the right words said just right
Up to the stars did that young Sally Arden go

Now to you and me they may look like twins
So they would say 'why you are so dim! '
You lankies may have height but your filled to the brim
Of what your eyes tell you when false light gets in! '

Lankies is what they call you and me you see
And we see what our eyes tell us that be,
But we lankies can’t see that Sally and O’mcnalley
Are in fact smaller then fairies sweet!

The only two Astrum Populus in existence and with persistence
Magic and an eternity of insistence
They make sure they stay alive
Just as long as they keep there distance

Coz when too close these tiny people become ghosts
There magic is too much for there world, a world that finds it gross
Too much perfection here, too much for one place to boast
So in an act of balance, fate cast this early love to roast

For if they get too close again the sky will surely fall
Sally will land on the land again and she will so poorly bawl
And her tears will dissolve the land every inch and all
So O’mcnalley's love for her so in synch will surely stall

So angrily and bitterly o'mcnalley looks at the sky
Knowing sally is out of reach but he could never say goodbye
And sally gazes down at him through her starry gaze
Eternity has made this maiden heart beat love, a love that can’t be made

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Kaspa Richards

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