sleep, queen memory, sleep
for once, be emptyheaded
let every ounce of bitterness and sorrow
leave this room
sleep, queen memory, sleep
in green calm spaces wander
happy to be lost, a newborn
entranced in this desolate land
sleep, queen memory, sleep
follow each note, each ripple
it does not matter where you go
or who you meet or
who you leave behind
just sleep queen memory, sleep
Thanks everyone - I wrote the poem a year ago. I seem to write songs now and the poems have disappeared.
Funnily enough, the title came from messing around with those magnetic words you can put on your fridge etc. I chose some random words and "sleep" "queen" and "memory" were among them. The poem just itself formed after that. Re capital letters Cynthia - good idea!
I hope all of you are well! xx
I was thinking of you only on Saturday. It's weird how thoughts flash up, mine probably tickled into being by the Cornish 'recognition'. I've missed you.
This poem is simple, and simply haunting, in its philosophical thought and embracing universality. 'queen memory' is a very original image. Or, at least, I've never met it before. You are really gifted.
Would you consider no 'capitals' whatsoever, since they aren't consistent?
Love to know the feelings behind this. Nice to see you back on here Ann.
Lovely Anne,
(maybe `that` instead of `this` in line eight?)
The picture `goes` with it.
What an unusual and striking poem!
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Lynn Dye
Wed 28th May 2014 19:55
Only just come across this lovely poem, Ann. I find it really easy to associate with, as it reminds me that I wrote a poem once that I could try using to help myself drift off to sleep instead of worrying over things. This is much simpler though, yet very originally put. Good one! Hope you are well.