Has My Heart Gone To Sleep?
Has my heart gone to sleep?
Have the beehives of my dreams
Stopped working, the waterwheel
Of the mind run dry,
Scoops turning empty,
Only shadow inside?
No, my heart is not asleep.
It is awake, wide awake.
Not asleep, not dreaming-
Its eyes are opened wide
Watching distant signals, listening
On the rim of vast silence.
(2 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)Related poetry:
- Awake, My Heart Awake, my heart, to be loved, awake, awake! The darkness silvers away, the morn doth break, It leaps in the […]...
- Sleep! Sleep! Beauty Bright Sleep! sleep! beauty bright, Dreaming o’er the joys of night; Sleep! sleep! in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. […]...
- Love and Sleep Lying asleep between the strokes of night I saw my love lean over my sad bed, Pale as the duskiest […]...
- Love and the Gentle Heart Love and the gentle heart are one thing, Just as the poet says in his verse, Each from the other […]...
- City That Does Not Sleep In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl […]...
- Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat On the silent […]...
- I Fellowed Sleep I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain, Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper’s eye, Shifting to […]...
- Many red devils ran from my heart Many red devils ran from my heart And out upon the page, They were so tiny The pen could mash […]...
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me! Is’t […]...
- Child and mother O mother-my-love, if you’ll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you […]...
- Sick Leave When I’m asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm,- They come, the homeless ones, the noiseless dead. While the dim charging […]...
- The Sleep-Worker When wilt thou wake, O Mother, wake and see – As one who, held in trance, has laboured long By […]...
- A poor torn heart a tattered heart A poor torn heart a tattered heart That sat it down to rest Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed […]...
- To Say Before Going To Sleep I would like to sing someone to sleep, Have someone to sit by and be with. I would like to […]...
- Eat Your Heart Out I’ve come by, she says, to tell you That this is it. I’m not kidding, it’s Over. this is it. […]...
- This Heart that Flutters Near My Heart This heart that flutters near my heart My hope and all my riches is, Unhappy when we draw apart And […]...
- Unlyric Love Song It is time to give that-of-myself which I could not at first: To offer you now at last my least […]...
- The Young May Moon The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm’s lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna’s grove, […]...
- How To Psalmodize 1. The Poet Someone awake when others are sleeping, Asleep when others are awake. An illiterate who signs everything with […]...
- Empty my Heart, of Thee Empty my Heart, of Thee Its single Artery Begin, and leave Thee out Simply Extinction’s Date Much Billow hath the […]...
- I Know I Am But Summer To Your Heart I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year; And you […]...
- Picking Blueberries, Austerlitz, New York,1957 Once, in summer In the blueberries, I fell asleep, and woke When a deer stumbled against me. I guess She […]...
- Come Sleep, O Sleep! The Certain Knot Of Peace Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man’s […]...
- The Oldest Song “These were never your true love’s eyes. Why do you feign that you love them? You that broke from their […]...
- The Heart of Night When all the stars are sown Across the night-blue space, With the immense unknown, In silence face to face. We […]...
- THE DREAMER, THE SLEEP L’orage qui s’attarde, le lit dйfait Yves Bonnefoy Here am I, lying lacklustre in an unmade bed A Sunday in […]...
- Sleep Spaces In the night there are of course the seven wonders Of the world and the greatness tragedy and enchantment. Forests […]...
- Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my […]...
- My Dear Mistress Has a Heart My dear mistress has a heart Soft as those kind looks she gave me, When with love’s resistless art, And […]...
- The Big Heart “Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold.” – From an essay by W. B. Yeats […]...
- Star of My Heart Star of my heart, I follow from afar. Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are, Where Time is […]...
- Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seemed my flame to qualify. As easy might I […]...
- Leaning Into The Afternoons Leaning into the afternoons, I cast my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes. There, in the highest blaze my solitude […]...
- In Midnight Sleep 1 IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish, Of the look at first of the mortally wounded-of that […]...
- Heart O' The North And when I come to the dim trail-end, I who have been Life’s rover, This is all I would ask, […]...
- Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair In The Moonlight 1 You scream, waking from a nightmare. When I sleepwalk Into your room, and pick you up, And hold you […]...
- Sleep Now, O Sleep Now Sleep now, O sleep now, O you unquiet heart! A voice crying “Sleep now” Is heard in my heart. The […]...
- My Heart and I I. ENOUGH! we’re tired, my heart and I. We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were carved […]...
- TO A GOLDEN HEART THAT HE WORE ROUND HIS NECK [Addressed, during the Swiss tour already mentioned, To a present Lily had given him, during the time of their happy […]...
- To Sleep O soft embalmer of the still midnight, Shutting, with careful fingers and benign, Our gloom-pleas’d eyes, embower’d from the light, […]...