Singapore flag
When others sleep I wake alone
Half dreaming of my Singapore home
Surrounded by a happy crowd
Oriental music, car horns loud
Then Little India, breathing Indian spice
Where Chinese men eat chicken rice
Our motorbike stops, I fall on grass
A crowd of children stops aghast
Now Covid's struck, I'm stuck alone
In my Singapore high floor home
How real that cluttered dream desk seems
When I'm still trapped in past daydreams
Now I'm awake and England's real
Daydream I'm young, still in the past
A strange face smiles from mirror glass
Night light, decide the way I feel
Don't read the news, my old friends say
Enjoy your day, war's far away
Be happy, eat chocolate, be free
How many would swap to be me!
Now I'm awake, new roads to take
Others complain, campaign and rage
I think they make a big mistake
I'll create joy on my blank page
All dreams are free, nothing so cheap
As the cinema I watch in sleep
Words churn - paint more scenes in my head?
Enough, instead go back to bed!
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It seems a simple poem, dream, wake, daydream, go back to sleep. But it is multi layered. Observation. Philosophy. Psychology. Life coaching.
Beating depression. Short of sleep makes you depressed.
It starts as a reflection of how real dreams seem, observation about dreaming alone, dreams of being in crowds.
Waking alone, although you are not alone. How news can be depressing, but it is far away, live in the moment.
Choosing to be happy, sleeping for health.
Written between 7 am and 7.30 am.
Once the poem is read and written, the writer can leave the imaginary world of the poems, and daydreams, and go back to the imaginary world of dreams.
The reader, too, can return to the real world - or take the advice and go back to sleep.
Please share links to your favourite poems, and favourite comments on poems and poetry and life.
I also have blogs on travel, and dress for home and travel, which I write every day. Other blogs are intermittent, on speech writing, and being a landlord and/or tenant.
You can also read bits of my books, on Amazon. More books by Angela Lansbury on Lulu. My previous posts show my books. See Poem Storage comical poem 878.
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