Saturday, September 13, 2008

Five More Minutes

"Rise and shine. Rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to tell myself I can’t go back to bed" - Phantom Planet, Lonely Day
We have to write a poem talking about something boring and make it interesting. My topic isn't exactly boring...it's more like automatic. But, for me, this is true. Enjoy.

Five More Minutes
I take the covers and pull them up.
Oh what I would give for five more minutes.
My bed is calling for me
"Come sleep," it says.
I straighten the sheets, while ignoring the cries,
"Sleep, just for five more minutes"
I turn away.
Since that is all I want to do.
Who wakes up this early?
Damn school.
My bed calls me,
"I know you want to sleep," it says
"Sleep, just for five more minutes"

I have to get up.
I have to get get going.
I have to get dressed so I don't miss the train.
But my bed is so comfy, as I place the pillow on.
I look at the clock.
I'll sleep.
Just for five more mintues.


I am so not a morning person.

2 comments:

mike said...

Great attempt to turn your desire to go back to bed into a fairly well done poem. I also like the pic, and think you are to be credited for trying to capture the real "morning you."

itSAMazing said...

i love this, i feel the whole wanting to go back to sleep thing
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