I wake at odd hours
Glance at my clock
It never lies
Never what I want to see.
I want the hours to pass
For the darkness to end
I can’t wait for the dawn.
That moment when you realise
A new day is emerging.
The arrival of first light
Brings a flurry of activity,
Letters to read, letters to write
Comments to make and replies to address
Laughter and mirth
Satire and comment
Smiles all round at the HA’s and the LOL’s.
Then the clock rudely interrupts
Without compassion
Tells me
Be quick
Out of bed mister
Your day has begun
There’s work to be had.
Morpethroad 
hahahaha Ohhhhh sleep…..it is a cruel thing for me. One day I hope I can sleep soundly and be able to actually sleep in. By sleeping in, I mean past 5am. UGH
Thank you Anja, I know full well what you mean, but the 5am waking is an opportunity to work for a while in silence. But it will be good when I can sleep past that hour as well. Maybe one day!!
I would be happy on weekends to sleep until 6…I am not asking for a lot
Yes well holidays are the only time I seem to manage that.
Cool poem, but I must admit I’m the opposite – I always want there to be or time to sleep left when I look at the clock, not less… I must be inherently lazy I suppose, LOL!!
Well we are all different Helen. Might be I’m afraid of the dark…lol
you can have the waking up early, though my sleep in these days is 8.30, which technically speaking is not really a sleep in. When summer hits us (if and when) I shall be up earlier …possibly to make the most of the day s HA and LOL to you 🙂
It’s all relative isn’t it, if I had a teddy like you l would probably sleep in later as well. Thanks Jenny.
spitting out a drink as I read – mopping the monitor!
Just as i thought can’t handle your drink can you??????
I haven’t slept in for years everyday weekend or not 6 o’clock sometimes it is agony especially in the winter when it is dark and cold! In order to sleep I find I have to exercise very intensely otherwise no sleep.I can be emotionally and mentally exhausted but alas I have to wear my body out.
I haven’t slept in either, though do not have a lot of trouble going to sleep, but I do have trouble staying asleep, a small half tablet helps now days with that. I have noticed that my sleep behaviours have changed a lot since I have been on my own. Thanks Yves, I didn’t realise this poem would generate such discussion, but very happy it has.
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So true-I can so relate to this-had some free time today afternoon(or so I thought)-decided to catch forty winks-ah,did not even get 10 with phone calls and visitors and courier chap-gah!
Thanks Atreyee, happy you could relate to this poem. Yes our lives are not always our own.
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I have found recently that warm tea before bed helps calm me down & put me to sleep rather quickly. Right now – believe it or not – is a soothing eggnog tea – something hubby thought I’d like & he bought it for me. He was right!
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How lucky you are RoSy to such a thoughtful husband. I hope you are sleeping peacefully as i write this reply. Thanks for the excellent comment and all those happy smiley faces, the most I have ever seen.
This feels far too familiar. There is no lonelier place than a house full of sleeping people when you can’t get to sleep…but why does sleep always eventually find us when it’s time to get up?!
Hey Pooky, that is so true. I am often finding I am wanted to nod off just as I should be getting up. Weird isn’t it. Thanks so much for reading, hope your evening is going well.
I’m just off to bed. I’m recovering from sedation and a bit all over the place. At least it should help me sleep!
Rest up well, Hope you are ok, sedation should give you a good sleep.
“Never what I want to see” – for me this is when I see 5:45 and am supposed to get up a half hour later and it is no use trying to go back to sleep. Great poem which reflects my own experience with sleepless nights.
Thanks Gabriella, that is a lovely comment, good to see you again.I think we all have those moments where we wake up and its not worth going back to sleep even though we long to.
We sadly do. Sometimes it feels like it is too often!