So Rory (A Guy Called Bloke) started another one of his poetry blog hop thingies. He chooses a topic — in this case, insomnia — and writes four lines of rhyming verse. Then he tags one of his readers who will, in turn, add his or her own four lines of rhyming verse to Rory’s and then tag one of his or her own readers to do the same. And so on and so on. It’s a case of wash, rinse, repeat. Once the poem [verse] leaves Rory’s blog, the next series of bloggers can take it wherever they want with regards their own four line verses, but they must always stay on topic.
Here’s how Rory got it started:
Why do you evade me so? It makes for no sense,
In truth, to do so unkindly and unwarranted, is nonsense!
I have tried counting all sorts, from stars to wide eyed sheep!
Yet still you, yes you decline me shut eye and valuable sleep!
Tossing and turning pulling blankets near,
What is that noise that I hear?
It is not the sandman come for me,
Why won’t you let me sleep dear?
Countless late night biscuits and black coffee,
Walking around like a spaced out zombie,
Listening to Cohen and Floyd on endless loop,
Convincing myself that no sleep is common in my age group.
I toss and I turn
Oh when will I learn
That sleep is at bay
On an Away Day
The stars are so bright at this time of night,
I look forward to slumbering deep,
As I close my tired eyes, what a surprise,
The brain wakes and I can’t get to sleep!
The shadows creep along the wall
like predators waiting for me to fall.
My pillow–my shield; flashlight–my sword,
The most dangerous thing is a mind that’s bored.
And now it’s my turn:
Wide awake, I turn and look at my clock to see
That it’s three a.m. and I have to get up to pee
Back in bed I close my eyes, then check my clock once more.
Oh my God, it’s not even four!
Okay. I’m going to throw this over to my buddy Jim Adams to add his four lines of rhyming verse.