Rudely Sedated Poem by Robin Bennett

Rudely Sedated



When I turn to blow out the sun
facing west and staring at a
tomorrow born in Asia.
I've yet to find out what tonight
holds in store for me.

Your breathing slows within minutes
I've always been jealous of this feat
sleep comes easy to you.
My concoction of medication even
fails me at times. Then I am just
rudely sedated.

Thankfully, I'm not one to lose my
fortune in midnight shopping of
one of a kind bric-a-brac. Instead, I realize
I can't even do the simple things. Those
that come naturally to most.

I speak quite fondly of a woman
goddess, my muse- Melody. My bizarre
relationship with an imaginary friend,
you call it. Followed by " you are too old for that"

You are the high and mighty
that tells me all about life and normality.
Have you not yet realized I am not your
cookie cutter type? I don't do plain and
normal. I prefer creative and eccentric
any day.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

hi robin how r u. this is a great poem as it touches the heart.It speaks a lot about the creator of the poem and about her/him. here u speak something and something not but understandably it is passionate, melancholy, illusion, despair and the dream underneath. Here I found a woman with a mind in your. I love the woman with the poem. Thank u

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Captain Cur 17 August 2012

I relate, somewhat. Shocking and bizarre suits my personality better. Interesting self evaluation. Muses exist. You might check out An Amusing Find, one of my few good poems. All about my muse. Her name Baharia Msichana.

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Michael Johnson 17 August 2012

I enjoyed this poem. I relate to it in the insomnia sense, and the feeling that I don't/can't perform the basic things everyone else manages and oh yes, the you are too old for that resonated as well. Thank you.

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Robin Bennett

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