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Nightmare Nonsense
My heart is full of love,
Although it is 4.15;
O voices from above,
Whatever can they mean?
Tis the middle of the night,
I’m feeling kind of blue;
I couldn’t sleep tonight,
Does it have something to do with you?
Or was it aching pain,
That goes from ear to ear;
A nightmare (kind of dream…)
That made me full of fear.
So I’ve wandered down the stairs
To listen to some Chopin
To soothe away my fears…
(I’m glad I did that shopping!)
The music’s rather soothing
It’s soothing on the ears
It washes away that horrid dream
And all of its silly fears.
Yesterday has long since gone
Tomorrow is now here
Much the same that could be said
Of another memorable year.
So I will have another go
At going back to bed;
Although I sometimes wish that things
Were rather more blue than red.
I was the first person EVER to hear this great poem of yours, as you put it up at 4.30-ish am whilst we were talking on YM - I feel honoured to have had the privilege to be the first to read some of your works!
You were right, even when awake at hideous times you still don't lose that amusing humour of yours - well done! I always laugh at your humourous poems, so they achieve that aim (if that is indeed one of the aims of them). They also acheive the aim of making the reader feel able to relate to what you are saying - I especially relate to this one... being awake at 4.15, the voices from above, and the 'memorable' year, amongst other things mentioned (altho this year actually HAS been one of my most memorable years, for many reasons). I hope 2008 will be a better, more interesting and MEMORABLE year for you.
And I hope you get some bloody SLEEP!
Talk again soon, 'night-morning',
luv from 'leesh, the sweet algolagniac xxx