Clickity Clacking
Everyone is asleep when I am awake
Everyone is at work
When I want to cook
Everyone is having tea
And I am not
Everyone is mowing the lawn
When I am looking for silence
Everyone is talking
When I want to be quiet
Everyone wakes
When I want to sleep
Everyone got the memo
And I did not
Everyone is shopping
When I am clipping coupons
everyone is on rides
while I wait in line
everyone is singing
And I am in the shower
Everyone is driving home
And I am working
everyone is eating
While I am on a diet
Everyone is clickity clacking
While I am
While I am
Still
poem by Josephine Lauderdale
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Sleep
He is aways asleep
walking chatting working playing
though wide awake
He does not miss a train
and you cannot outwit him
in conversation or at playground
But believe it or not
he is always asleep
He has two minds one asleep
and the other awake
Or else the wide awake mind is the
isle of Langerhans
in the midst of the mind.awake
The mind asleep is
connected along hot line
with the pituitary gland
which is the point
whence the expanding universe
shot forth with a big bang
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Has My Heart Gone To Sleep?
Has my heart gone to sleep?
Have the beehives of my dreams
stopped working, the waterwheel
of the mind run dry,
scoops turning empty,
only shadow inside?
No, my heart is not asleep.
It is awake, wide awake.
Not asleep, not dreaming—
its eyes are opened wide
watching distant signals, listening
on the rim of vast silence.
poem by Antonio Machado
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Im Awake Now
Ive been where the river ran
Im drownin in a sunless sea
Sleep has helped me find my end
You promised me youd set me free
Dont fall asleep to dream
A banshees at my window pane
Theres an angel at my feet
Dont fall asleep to dream
Im awake now
(you cant touch me, I wont sleep no more)
Awake now
In the corner of my mind
Where he sits and waits for me
Theres a wall of confusion building
And the sky begins to bleed on me
Dont fall asleep to dream
Im looking for a way out now
Peace of mind is all I need
Dont fall asleep to dream
Im awake now
(you cant touch me, I wont sleep no more)
Awake now
(you cant touch me, I wont sleep no more)
Awake now
(you cant touch me, I wont sleep no more)
Awake now
Awake now
Awake now
Awake now
Awake now
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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It's Not The Same Anymore
The same address, the same front door,
The same furnishings that were here before,
The same coloured walls, the same wooden floor,
So why dosnt it feel like home anymore.
There used to be voices chatting and laughing,
There used to be toy's clunking and clacking
There used to be kid's causing a riot,
There used to be life here
But now its so quiet.
There's no family shopping,
There's no family washing,
There's no family to sit down for tea,
There's no family here any more,
All thats left is me.
I so wish i was doing the family shopping,
I so wish there was a moutain of washing
I so wish i could be cooking the tea,
I so wish my kid's were still here with me.
poem by Roz French
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On A Seven-Day Diary
Oh I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and talked and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and watched a show and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate steak and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and fucked and went to sleep.
Then it was Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!
Love must be the reason for the week!
We went shopping! I saw clouds!
The children explained everything!
I could talk about the main thing!
What did I drink on Saturday night
that lost the first, best half of Sunday?
The last half wasn't worth this 'word.'
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and went to sleep,
refreshed but tired by the weekend.
poem by Alan Dugan
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Clickity, click, click
Clickity, click, click
~
The number of clicks
Those little groups
To which were forced fit
Into the adult world
No more bestest friends
Like a Childs playground game
Long since put to rest
In the pretence of professionalism
Into the workplace we stroll
And those clickity clicks
Outsiders kept at reach
Beyond the context of the conversation
Are we all in the playground again?
Grown up kids clickity click
Little games bestest friends
Don’t like the newbie, kind of strange
Doesn’t fit in, not this place
Not so much the childhood innocence
More the shame of adult ignorance
The way of work and at rest
How its still all a playground game
Pick your team clickity click
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Broken Silence
It is strange how sound can travel
on a quiet day;
you can hear someone mowing their lawn
from more than a mile away.
It breaks the silence of where only nature can be heard.
All you hear is the whine of its motor everywhere;
it drowns out the gentle sounds
that are relaxing to the ear.
You will be happy when they finish
and silence returns once more
and your ears are again massaged
by the gentle sounds of the flowing water of a stream
and the twitterings of a small bird’s song.
19 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Work - the cycle
Wake, work, home, eat sleep
This cycle keeps on and on
As the time it takes is so long
Wake, work, home, eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
This cycle don’t seem at all to end
All your life in work you seem to spend
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
You start to see your life is slipping away
As people no longer around you stay
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
I’m surprised now I’m even getting time to eat
It would be bliss to stop rest my feet
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
You doing so many hours you feel ill
And you keep doing the cycle still
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
People bosses customers just keep adding more
You start to long for sleep and to snore
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
Something drastic happens the cycle breaks
And that all that it really takes
Wake work home eat sleep no more., ….
Diamente - Shopping
Shopping
Fun, Exiting
Running, Squealing, Spending
Malls, Girls, Jewelry, Make-up
Looking, Eating, Talking
Happy, Rewarding
Shopping
poem by Brooke Freeman
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Driving Home For Christmas
Im driving home for christmas
Oh, I cant wait to see those faces
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Well Im moving down that line
And its been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Its gonna take some time
But Ill get there
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
But soon therell be a freeway
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
I am driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
Hes just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Oh, I got red lights on the run
Im driving home for christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Silence in the Dark
Silence in the Dark
Everybody wakes up in the morning
Goes for the working
Goes for shopping
Then the eating
Having the sleeping
The meeting
The chatting
Loosing the Timing
The Loving
The Caring
The Charming
Running After the Shining
The financing
The building
The partying
The minting
Laughing on the Killing
The dying
The non-sense-ing
The bullshit-ing
Crying on
Nothing
Sleeping on
Everything
Worshipping
Something
Cursing
Your Thing
Yet Moving
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poem by Mustafa Mun
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Driving Home
Im driving home for christmas
I cant wait to see those faces
Im driving home for christmas
Yea Im moving down that line
And its been so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Christmas
Gonna take some time
Top to toe in tailbacks
Got red lights on the run
But soon therell be a freeway
My feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
With a thousand memories
I take look at the driver next to me
Hes just the same
Just the same
Top to toe in tailbacks
Got red lights on the run
Driving home for christmas, yea
Get my feet on holy ground
So I sing for you
Though you cant hear me
When I get trough
And feel you near me
Driving in my car
Christmas
Driving in my car
Driving home for christmas
song performed by by Chris Rea
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My Porch
It's a beautiful evening to sit outside
On the porch my husband built me
And watch the quiet, and just listen
to the birds sing.
It's so peaceful, no kids around
Just the neighbor mowing his lawn
But tomorrow's Monday and the
kids will be up at the crack of dawn.
Another week will begin
There will be school buses up and down the street
The kid's will come home hungry, as always
Looking for something to eat.
People will be coming home from work
Tired and drug out
They'll have dinner, watch the news
And go to bed early, no doubt.
Everyday will begin the same
Until the week-end's here
Then I will sit out on my porch again
With my husband near.
Dianna Nally
9/11/05
poem by Dianna Nally
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The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 85
I wake up at 6pm
Wash and dress and shave and then
Get in my car, to work I drive along
I’m working throughout the night
Though I’m still feeling bright
Even though midnight has come and gone
Late night radio has no DJ
Line of music just plays away
And no one else seems to be awake
Working hard the time flies past
Keep on going until at last
The sky grows light and the dawn starts to break
Work all finished heading home
The streets are empty I drive alone
The sky is blue and the birds start to shout
I drag myself back into bed
Try to rest my tired head
While my body clock tries to work it out
poem by Flying Lemming
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Trapped in silence
Silence, Silence, every were,
Silence, Silence, Im gunna pull out my hair,
Not talking, Still working,
I think my voice is going come lerking,
If I dont stop now,
Then I will have to move to lau,
I NEED TO TALK OR ELSE
Poem by brooke about doing not talking for her 40 hour famine
Talking In Your Sleep
Oh, baby
Youve been talking in your sleep
Ive been lying here listening to
A secret you had meant to keep
Inside of you
Were you dreaming of his face
I cant begin to take it in
I even know the time and place
Like the scene in a film that removes all doubt
Theres a shot of a man who wakes with a shout
As he steps from a dream he figures it out
Thats me today
Like the end of a book where the plot unfolds
But the lines on the page leave a tale untold
Of a spy who never came in from the cold
Thats me today, yeah
Talking in your sleep
Talking in your sleep
The force of love
Is sometimes hard to resist
But I never thought Id see the day
Never thought wed come to this
So angry now
And Im sure youd feel the same
I heard it said you took his bed
Though you barely knew his name
Like the boy leaving home with a hole in his heart
Tries to fill up the void with a brand new start
Not a day goes by when hes not torn apart
Thats me today
Like the way that it looks in a seaside town
When the shutters go up and the flags come down
And the beaches are bare, no-one around
Thats me today, yeah
Talking in your sleep
Talking in your sleep . . .
song performed by by Level 42
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Krishna In The Cradle
Yasoda lulling Hari to sleep,
Shaking the cradle, cuddling and fondling,
Singing to Him a song.
My darling is sleepy
Why doesn't sleep come along?
Come sleep, come quickly
Kanha for you does long.
Sometimes He closes His eyes
Sometimes His lips are aflutter.
Thinking He has fallen asleep
Yasoda stops her singing.
Awake still, He's up suddenly
Enjoying Yasoda's song.
Such joy as Yasoda feels
Is unattainable to the gods.
poem by Sant Surdas
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People In The City
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
P.e.o.p.l.e.c.i.t.y
People in the city
On the sidewalk (people in the city)
Near the street lamp (people in the city)
At the bus stop (people in the city)
Down the station (people in the city)
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling
Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling.
song performed by by Air
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Swing On This
Mother said come home
Father said come home
Sisters said come home
So my friends said come home
I said
Let me be, Im alright
Cant you see, Im just fine
Little skinny, okay
Im asleep anyway
Then I heard a voice
Said son you have a choice
I then slapped my face
Let me be, Im okay
Im awake anyway
Its too bright over there
I can shift, cannot steer
So I drive them away
For a while, then I stay
Now I have to go home
Do as, when in rome
Let me be, Im alright
Cant you see Im just fine
Little skinny, okay
Im asleep anyway
Let me be, Im okay
Im awake anyway
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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