Sunday Evening Poetry

Inscription for the Bedroom Ceiling It's been a very busy and long week. After far too much to drink last night I am very much looking forward to a good nights sleep and for a new week to start tomorrow. I love this poem because it's so inherently comforting; the universial solace found by getting into bed... Inscription for the Bedroom Ceiling by Dorothy Parker

Daily dawns another day; I must up, to make my way. Though I dress and drink and eat, Move my fingers and my feet, Learn a little, here and there, Weep and laugh and sweat and swear, Hear a song, or watch a stage, Leave some words upon a page, Claim a foe, or hail a friend- Bed awaits me at the end. Though I go in pride and strength, I'll come back to bed at length. Though I walk in blinded woe, Back to bed I'm bound to go. High my heart, or bowed my head, All my days but lead to bed. Up, and out, and on; and then Ever back to bed again, Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall- I'm a fool to rise at all! (First image via tumblr, second via Lolita. Enjoy tonights sleep everyone, I promise for more posts this week - spring and sunshine themed ones.)