Thursday, 5 May 2016

Insomnia in Rhyme; A Collaboration!

Boy in Field, with title overlaidIf you have ever heard the story of The Elves and the Shoemaker, you may recognise the tale I'm about to tell you. It begins like this; I like to write the occasional silly poem, just for fun and post them on the blog, so one day someone might read one and it might make them smile. I'd had an idea a while ago, but had never finishied it. I thought I probably should, in the interests of tidying up, so opened it on the laptop, and wandered off to put the kettle on. When I came back, my poem, which I had struggled with for quite some time, was finished. Not quite by elves, but by L, who is ten. I thought it was so great, I kept it exactly as it was. I hope you like it too.

The things I think about when I can't sleep,
Like whose idea was counting sheep?
It'll never work, for goodness sake!
How on earth would shepherd's stay awake?

It's funny the things that enter your head,
When you're tossing and turning in your bed,
Like; making up a stupid rhyme,
That really is a waste of your time.

L likes to talk to himself,
Apparently it seems to help.
I don't know how, don't ask me why,
Why you should even try.

I say to him: close your eyes and count to ten,
But it's something that he doesn't attend.
He says: if you keep your eyes OPEN
It's a lot better than hoping.

It's about how it is tiring,
But i don't see why people are trying.
And there he is, fast asleep,
Way better than counting sheep...

Click to read my last poem Dear Mr Nobody

Sheep walking down a pathay in a group.


1 comment

  1. Luke wrote this?! It is a fantastic piece of work. Well done to him - it definitely looks like he is following in his mums' footsteps. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x


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