Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Sleeeeeeeping... (Billy Jonas)

Not sure why I'm continuing the Thanksgiving thread, other than the fact December/Christmas is right around the corner - maybe I'm still very much aware of the yin/yang of gratitude vs. consumerism, although we attempt to walk the line of giving and receiving love and appreciation without going into debt/stressing ourselves out (but that's a whole other post).

In the meantime, I recently came across this poem, which segued perfectly into the Billy Jonas song... and decided to playfully throw in a dose of tryptophan - sweet dreams!

POEM: Sleeping by Daniel Sisco

Whether you think it's trampy or not,
when we are not awake,
we really are ALL sleeping together.
Sawing logs, snoozing,
getting a little shuteye,
some sacktime,
heading to slumberland,
doing the blanket drill,
the bunk habit,
having a siesta fiesta,
a pajama party
or just getting forty winks
and a good night's rest

We're all setting alarms, reading a bit,
warming our feet and spooning in,
stealing the covers, hogging all the pillows or
taking up the whole bed, grass mat,
hammock or our bit of dry earth.
Whether the satin sheets, fur or flannels
are on the futon, floor or igloo ice
whether we are naked, nightgowned
or wearing what we wore all day.
We have been doing this a long time together, alot.

Terrorists and tyrants,
the embargoed, enemies and occupying forces
within a few blocks of each other
lay down everyday
not only their weapons but their bodies,
anger and ideologies.
They give up. They surrender,
not to overwhelming odds or power
but to being... tired.
They know they can't win against it.
Something much bigger says
"I don't want to hear another peep out of you.
Now tuck each other in and go to sleep!"

QUOTE: "Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, the death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, chief nourisher in life's feast."~ William Shakespeare, Macbeth

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