steven luneau

Rookie (01/31/54 / Rochester, N.H.)

Yes Pleasant Dreams - Poem by steven luneau

Pleasant dreams, pleasant dreams
Voices in the head begin to scream
Tossing and turning the midnight hour
Churning for slumber, rest is sour

Laying still...mind on still working
The twilight imps hauntingly lurking
Instead of relaxing you concentrate more
So much for tonight, sleep what for

Next thing you know daylights here
I'll need sleep what you fear
You get up and stumble into this or that
Wheres my keys my jacket my hat

The alarm goes off, your soaked in sweat
And though fast asleep rest wasn't met
Stress is not just a daylight affair
It can also be a bedtime nightmare.......

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

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