I’m in the mood for a poem today. Have you ever had one of these nights?
In the wee hours of the night
when the stars are shining bright.
It’s then I dream before daybreak
The kind that comes when you’re awake.
Four walls surround my lonely room
in the window shines the moon.
Memories encompass the state of my being
Oh, dark sky! Can morning you bring?
I think of things from days long past
All thoughts escaping, free at last.
Sleep stays locked in another place
Held captive somewhere within the frills and lace.
It’s trying to escape from its nightly cell
Trying to find me, I hear it’s yell.
To find me and bring release from awareness
To take me to a place of love and caresses.
Sleep come find me, here I wait
Can’t you see it’s 4:08?
Rest upon me as I lie
Blanket me with your lullaby.
The outside sky is turning gray
It’s the beginning of a new day.
Just a few hours is all I ask
Is it such a burdensome task?
Just a few hours of restful sleep
So tomorrow’s reward I’ll be able to reap.
To give myself to the world that awaits
Please give me rest from this long night’s fate!
Mary J. McCoy-Dressel
Mary J. McCoy-Dressel 
6 thoughts on “Calling Sleep”
Mary Ann
Very nicely written! Even though I hate when that happens. 🙂
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mjdresselbooks
Thank you, Mary Ann. 🙂 These kind of nights seem twice as long, too.
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davidprosser
Too many nights like that leave you with a habit of wanting or needing an afternoon nap. Not recommended when working with children unless you can put them down for a nap too.
It is strange though the thoughts that run through your head when you can’t sleep and that the night heightens, it’s no surprise you turn to poetry.
Huge Hugs xxxx
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mjdresselbooks
No naps on my job, David. Now, I can anytime I want. If only I could give in to an afternoon nap. I choose coffee instead. I’ve been writing poetry since before I learned to write. o_0 It doesn’t call like it used to.
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Teagan (@teagangeneviene)
Something lovely came from your insomnia! I can relate all too well to sleepless nights – but mine don’t produce anything better than yawns the next day.
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mjdresselbooks
Thanks for commenting, Teagan. You know I can still remember that night, and I’ve had many of them. But, the next day I only managed to work a half day. I was beat. Working with kids, you have to be at the top of your game.
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