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Lullaby
April 4, 2010
As I lay pace forward,
my head is buried in the body of grass,
just itching to get up
but too tired by the dim lighting
of the half moon.
My hand seeps into the ground
as if a handle to pull me up,
but the moon punishes me further and further
with its sleepy atmosphere.
The crickets chirp a familiar tune
and I drift away to sleep as easily
as a sailboat with happy drunk men.
Some of them singing show tunes,
and the other sipping down
to the last drop without a care in the world.
© Rebecca R., Edison, NJ
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This article has 6 comments.
jessica.cherish.conner GOLD said...
on May. 10 2010 at 7:20 pm
thank you im glad you did
that was what i wanted to happen.(:
timevampire GOLD said...
on May. 10 2010 at 12:35 pm
I loce the mind picture of drunken sailer singing show tunes. awesome!
Bianca said...
on May. 8 2010 at 1:12 pm
wow i like all your poems but, I like this poem alot because its originall
jessica.cherish.conner GOLD said...
on May. 1 2010 at 12:33 pm
Thank you,
tell your friends.
interesting said...
on May. 1 2010 at 12:30 pm
I really think that this poem deserves more credit! its good...
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Haha im glad. i hope one of my poems gets published