#fowc #hibernate
With all that warm fur he has
you would think a brown bear enjoys the cold
instead when the air seems that little bit frosty
off he goes for an extra tea
before resting his head
on his hand made bed
Tag: Sleep
#Christmas #Santa
Somewhere in a hidden forest
among the scots pines and fir trees
noted gentleman is taking five having
taken and delivered kiddies toys and presents
all around the world
(he’ll be back to work soon – but for now he’s taking a nap!)
#Napowrimo
A Place where writing implements go to sleep
Hewn from the finest tree trunks
a place where the little apes
transfer their thoughts using pencil to paper
some use pen, some use paper
some use crayon, and some use colour
words and pictures cascade on the page
and then when finished, they return their tools
to a nice spot on the corner of the tree trunk
some might need a hair cut, for the next time they’re used
but for now, they sleep, dreaming of a rainbow of colours
#thought #definition
Alternate definition : where writing implements sleep
crafted from the finest tree
a spot where writing implements
relax before pursuing their art
engaging colour shape and form on paper or canvas
fulfilling the artists ideas and concepts
until the task is done, only then will they
lie down and take a nap
Categories
New Year, New Day
The first post of 2021.
I
The hour past
The bells chimed
One year confined to the history books
One year to look forward to
II
Late Nights
Laced with wine, food, drinking and song
Leads to a long nap under the duvet
Lying in on the downward strait to twelth night
III
Promises made – Resolutions
in changing and interesting times
enjoying a feast at the first day of the year, while
some prepare, to head out for bargains
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Dreams
#freedomofexpression #Dream
Dreams – they form your life’s ambition
Resting as you do on your quilts position
Even as the darkness falls
A wonderous formation of thought does call
Maybe your dreams may all come true
Some require effort – that’s down to you
#sounds #acrostic
Sunday evening, is a whole lot quieter than Sunday morning
Outside, the rumble of traffic is down to a minimum
Unless it’s a plane or a train you want to catch
Navigating those roads should be a breeze
Double glazing muffles any noises, and the wildlife are
Sleeping in their beds soundly, keeping warm
Woken up by waterworks
On the mark of quarter to five
Kept awake by the familiar sound of
Excited cats finding food on the
Night prowl
Unless my head hits the
Pillow soon, i won’t be good to anyone
As pins and needles bite my feet
Golden slumbers seem far away
Aching bones rest on a thousand pocket springs
In a vain attempt I’ll sleep through the rest of
Night time
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Ascend
Friday 15th December 2017
Adventure can be
seen anywhere in the house by little
children, as they
elevate themselves one foot at a time to
nightime stories and
delightful dreams under the watch of their teddy bears
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Cacophony
It begins quietly enough
the sound of birds waking from their nests
and perching themselves on the sculpted columns of buildings
the sound sweetly moves past the windows
joined by a wail of a cat and a dog
arguing over the stray beefburger
dropped the night before
the rumble of tyres – joined by their horns
as products make way from a to b
kids on the march from home to school
noise from records in an aim to look cool
the birds fly away – soon to return
and you have to get up – as your ears start to burn
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