Crumbs and Biscuits



I go to bed 
With a biscuit 
In my pocket 


Not sure where I went 
Thought I’d put my nighty on

But here I am

In my pocket 

That same nighty 
I’d already 

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 15th, 2022 04:00
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 32


  • L. B. Mek

    intriguing, not sure I comprehend completely
    but am certain, of my appreciation for your poetry..
    thanks for sharing, a good write

    • sylviasearcher

      Well thank you for your very kind words…

      Sometimes we can’t pin the words down to reveal themselves and their intention…

      Sometimes I find that quite like the dreams of the night, the meaning hits me when I least expect it… funny thing writing.

      It’s a very intriguing dive into the psyche

      Anyway I’m rambling.

      I just meant to say thanks 😊

      • L. B. Mek

        very true

      • Laura🌻

        sylviasearcher ,

        Great to read your very interesting and intriguing poem…as always.


      • Rocky Lagou

        Okay so I think I've unlocked it. Don't tell me "yes" or "no" because I feel like poetry is a forever ambiguous thing. But you're "adorning" your "nighty" with the bread crumbs. It's continuous, you continue to sneak into the kitchen to get more. My interpretation at least. Anyways, get back to sleep! tee-hee. Nicely done! 😊👍

        • sylviasearcher

          Interesting interpretation…

          Thanks for taking the time to read and reflect 😊

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