I Can't Sleep- A Poem

I Can't Sleep

K.N. Lee

Little men with maracas

Ballerinas twirling

So many thoughts in my head

Swirling

Swirling

They say count sheep

And so I count the sheep

Imagine them rolling down hills

And giggling at poor Little Bo Peep

I can't sleep

I can't sleep

Clear your mind, they say

Ok

Ok

Horns blare

Ghosts glare

And suddenly...

I'm floating through the air

Bells ring

Fairies sing

Pages left unfilled

Stories remain untold

The creases of my frantic mind

Unruffle

And... 

Unfold

And suddenly sprout gold

Now I'm really in for it

I open my eyes

Grab a pen

Jot down this poem

The end

The end