Sleep well my dear.
Dream undisturbed dreams of
smiles rather than sneers.
Smile an open smile
that your lovely face is not accustomed to
and should be.
Sleep as a babe
with your skin pale and soft
and your mouth curved
in a daydream whim.
Keep your eyes closed
so you needn't see this world
and all of its foolishness
so below you
and all that you love.
Tuck your hands under your head
in the guise of a child
with a nature as sweet as the guise
and an innocence marred
by sneers and cruel words
that do not reach dreamland.
Sleep in peace.
Author notes
image by James Hickey.
A contest entry
- We Are Not Cookie-Cutter Perfect But We Are Women Beautiful by Dalaney.
850 points, ended November 29, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Such a tender and thoughtful
piece of poetry. I thank you so
much for this beautiful poem.
Love, Lane -
This is really sweet. Were you thinking of someone speacial when you wrote it?
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No. It was a picture prompt. I simply wrote down what I saw.
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Dangit, you made me cry... Not fair!!!
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Lol. I'm glad that it affected you.
Thanks for the comment.
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