all is right

covers are filled
with tired children
pillows hold heads
with dreams in flight
beds are carrying
their precious cargo
gently through
a peaceful night
set adrift
on sleep’s vast ocean
all are well
and all is right

jwturner
10.10.10

dreaming again – a haiku

dreams have finally returned
lucid and vivid
maybe sleep aint all that bad

jwturner
12/4/2009

1, 2, 3, 4…

Joey McNulty
awoke with a jolt. He
was startled right out of his bed.

What horrible timing –
loud 3 am rhyming –
a party inside of his head.

After tossing and turning,
he wrote down the whole thing,
smiled proudly and went back to sleep.

But sleep had retreated,
and feeling defeated,
he resorted to just counting sheep.

jwturner
12/11/2007

watching my son do homework