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In Sleep (a poem of inspiration)

Updated on July 21, 2015
Day gives way to shadows of night...
Day gives way to shadows of night...
Night shades move in...
Night shades move in...
Moon beams bathe the landscape...
Moon beams bathe the landscape...
Night time...precious slumber time...
Night time...precious slumber time...
A time of whimsy...
A time of whimsy...
in sleep...we may experience an escape and fond sanctuary...
in sleep...we may experience an escape and fond sanctuary...
For in our dreams, to accompany sweet sleep... we may seek anything that our minds and imaginations have in store...
For in our dreams, to accompany sweet sleep... we may seek anything that our minds and imaginations have in store...
Hold onto precious sleep...
Hold onto precious sleep...



Golden moon beams filter through the night shade's paling screen,

While across the landscape, shadows collect...all calm, so serene.

My mind to wander, flowing to thoughts of days, those so long past,

As dreams meander.. jumbling of memories, saving the best for last.


Sleep...precious sleep...that sought after, since the dawning of time,

Restful slumber...this blessed rest, a release of worry, is so sublime.

Day before moments, mixed...shared with carefree days, long ago.

Remembering a joy...there, when the stream of life, to smoothly flow.


As a single night bird's call, a whippoorwill, its shrill notes to echo, still,

Plays notes of whimsy, in my dream, its soulful sounds, a special thrill.

The creek and croak of Summer's frogs, soon to answer, as all chime in,

The moon's painted reflections, add a sense of mirth...as night to begin.


My frame...in the bed to toss and turn, as I, for a role in this dream, do yearn.

The blast and zoom of autos, the hurried life, blaring sounds, in my mind, to burn.

As the peaceful serenade, of this moonlight opera, softens, soon begins to fade.

I try my best to just hold on...to this soothing sanctuary, mine...down by the glade.


Alas...the morning light, its shooting sun beams...soon to bathe my window sill,

Past dawning sounds...the red rooster, calling, and wild birds to sing, the day, once filled.

My restful nap...sweet slumber...cherished escape...there, so awaits me, once again,

As greeting a new day, I turn to face the maelstrom, the clamor, its challenge, to begin.








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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      My favorite sanctuary my friend. Thanks. whonu

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      Dianna Mendez 2 years ago

      Lovely words. I would love to rest in this type of sanctuary.

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thank you my friend and blessings to you and yours. whonu

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      Michael-Milec 2 years ago

      Wonderfully captured sleep's gain interpretation, a treasure ,meeting my need strengthening my should for another day.

      Voted up & interesting.

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thank you for sharing this psalm and your kind words my friend. whonu

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A lovely poem, 'sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care' - it gets us back together again so we can face the new day. Love the photos, too.

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      Dana Tate 2 years ago from LOS ANGELES

      Sleep is indeed a beautiful thing. It reminds me of my favorite psalm verse 4;8 I can lay down and sleep in peace, for you alone, oh, Lord allow me to dwell in safety.

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      Arun Dev 2 years ago from United Countries of the World

      A really beautiful poem! You've done a good job! Voted up!

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      I'm glad you have shared in my work my friend and bless you. whonu

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      Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

      Oh, this is exquisite! Funny, I was just thinking of how much I am looking forward to sleeping this night after this long day in the city. And then I read your inspirational poem here. This may be my new favorite of yours for it is divine!

      Sweet dreams and peace to you this night ...

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      Eric Wayne Flynn 2 years ago from Providence, Rhode Island

      Peaceful and serene. Voted up.

      EWF

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      After I read this, I decided to take one myself. Blessings my friend. whonu

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      Eric Dierker 2 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      My old buddy the Dalai Lama likes to say that sleep is the best meditation. My refuge, my training ground and my inspiration, is perfectly captured here. Excuse me now I am off to take a nap!

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      The Examiner-1 2 years ago

      What a moonlit poem,

      I wish that I could get

      Enough of that precious sleep.

      I enjoyed when I used to wake to

      Precious little birds.

      I voted it up++ whonu because it was great. I shared and pinned it.

      Kevin

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thanks Bill. You are an inspiration of what writing is all about.whonu

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      But for the dreamers in history, who knows what great events and inventions would not have become reality. Yes, it is compelling that dreams are an important part of life. Thanks for reading. whonu

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      Bill Holland 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Many of my writing ideas come after a restful sleep. I'll wake up and there they are, waiting for me. You know I love your poetry.

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Sleep is a wonderful thing. Our dreams take us to places that only make sense when our conscious mind is at rest. If only we could record what we see in our dreams... imagine the stories!