Count the Ducks

Insomnia Sucks
I can’t count the ducks
They say to count sheep
It don’t put me to sleep

Imagery is great
But it keeps me up late

Now it’s 6:30
The dishes are dirty
I know I should wash them
But I want to squash them

If this made you smile
Then it was worthwhile

And I know that you know
And you know that I’m so
And that sounded brainless
The sheep are now nameless
My mind is so aimless

Too tired to write stanzas
About what a woman and man does

This poem gets worse
With Each Passing Verse

Or maybe it’s clever
In some profound way
It might change your life
Or just make you say…

“You should go to sleep
You’re brain is not deep
You’re just overtired
And think you’re inspired
But thank you for trying
Your poem I’ll keep”

So now it is time
To count the damn sheep
And if I am able
I’ll fall fast asleep

And while I am sleeping
I’ll dream I’m awake
And when I am waking
I’ll wish I could sleep

The whole silly thing
It just goes round and round
But now I have you
And you know what I mean
When I say…

That I paint the sheep
Red, blue and green
Cause I can’t count them nightly
And sleep so politely

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. christinadrh
    Nov 06, 2015 @ 13:22:32

    …and insomnia can be so unsightly. nite, nite. ; )



  2. controversialcook
    Nov 06, 2015 @ 14:48:30

    Lovely poem! Did you write it?



  3. sheridegrom - From the literary and legislative trenches.
    Nov 07, 2015 @ 00:45:57

    I’ve often thought insomnia was the cruelest of emotional and physical pain. I have narcalepsy and when I happen to fall asleep at the most inconvenient time during the middle of the day [even for a moment] it can literally change my life forever. There’s no justice when it comes to sleep patterns.

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