Poem: Lights Out


In dreams

we can want

or walk through

the past

in a chosen Universe

And also be

the better us

we never were

So please

Do not disturb!

 

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Poem/Song: Moonbeam Bed


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Lie lie my darling

across the moon beam bed

while you toss among the nightmares

and the monsters in your head

 

In daylight hours the dreams

are hidden far away

We walk together tangled

the light will show the way

 

Lie lie my darling

across the moon beam bed

while you toss among the nightmares

and the monsters in your head

 

But as the dark veil grabs you

and fear pulls you down

I feel I cannot reach you

while you’re lost to midnight sounds

 

So lie lie my darling

across the moon beam bed

And fight your tortured dream world

kill the monsters in your head

 

Yes lie lie my darling

across the moon beam bed

For I will always be here

Singing away the dread

 

For I will always be here

Singing away the dread

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Sleeping With Dogs


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For many years now I’ve slept with dogs. And for many years before that I slept with men. Sometimes even I slept with men and dogs and I must say, the last was always a challenge. But I have to say that by and large I think as I creep closer and closer to ‘the golden years’, sleeping with dogs seems like ‘the cat’s meow’. For one, as you can see by the pictures, my dogs are little so they don’t take up lots of space on my bed. Compared to most of the men I’ve slept with…they always seemed to want a large portion of the bed–and covers I might add. Even though they would say they were too hot at night, they would still steal the covers from me and leave me freezing to death. Dogs on the other hand, have my back, snuggle up against me, keep me warm purposely and can very easily be moved if they are hogging blankets or bed.

While my dogs snore a tiny bit, they don’t snore nearly as obnoxiously as some men who have shared my bed. Nor do they have a need to wear CPAP. Or drink a beer before they go to sleep. Sometimes they do scratch a bit, but a poke usually stops it and it’s nothing compared the tossing and turning of a 200 pound male. And as long as I take them out before bedtime, their smells are usually acceptable compared to a man who may have eaten some horrendous meal that upset his belly, thus producing noxious fumes that he finds humorous to release.

And a dog will hopefully protect me with barks should an intruder enter the house long before any man. ¬†Most guys I’ve been with sleep like the dead. You could drop the atomic bomb next to them and they wouldn’t wake up. But a dog, they are alerted to the least change in the house: fire alarms or noises. They say one of the best deterrents for intruders is a dog!

Then of course there is the simple love of the dog. The love they give that doesn’t have to be returned with much: some food, some exercise, some pats, some treats. And the best part: they don’t pester you all night for attention…and, um…other stuff.

So yes, I think I prefer the company of dogs in my bed now! Maybe I’m old, but so be it. So to all you that don’t sleep with dogs, you don’t know what you’re missing! Woof.