The Waiting

Silence, darkness
Lying here
Waiting, waiting patiently
For sleep to carry me away

To a fanciful place
Flying, flirting
Fearlessly fighting
Fears, fiends and foes

Drifting, drifting
Slowly drifting
In and out
Of that fancy land

Falling, failing
Falling, failing
Almost there
But not quite yet

Waiting, waiting
Patiently waiting
For sleep
To carry me away

© Dr. Phil Bryant



Filed under Poetic Perspectives

6 responses to “The Waiting

  1. Pingback: The Waiting — Author’s Reflection | managementdocandpoet

  2. Thanks for the likes and the reblogs. I hope y’all get the time to take a look at a few of my other poems as well. Enjoy 🙂

  3. Portia

    May I have permission to reblog your poem to Conversational Poetry (

  4. Portia

    Do machines have souls?
    Do androids dream of electric sheep?
    If so, their Nightmares
    Must consist of garbage heaps

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