Yawning in a science lesson, so bored - as I've completed all classwork. I've used a spider as a metaphor for boredom. - 04 November 2005.

Let me dream.

Sick in sorrow and boredom,
Tired; as I turn and rest
My hand on my face, looking.
Looking at the teary image as
I widen my mouth, yawning.

Concentrated on the hands that turn
Each second: a click, a tock,
Seeming to stop, and not resume
To normal, of which I desire.
Burning eyes, near the crying.

Laughs that echo past me,
- They have fun while I get caught,
Caught in this web, dying
As this spider that crawls by.
Go away, go away!

Abstract textures against me,
Frustrated; waiting for the break
That allows me, sets me free,
Free to eat and escape this web.
Curling away from this boredom.

Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2005-11-04 at 08:21

Tags Boredom  Dreams  Hope 

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Zoya Zaidi
Weave, weave, and weave a web around me,
Weave a web of words
Weave a web of feelings
Weave a web of boredom
Weave a web of fine silken thread
Silken threads surround me
Magic is your word my friend
Magic's what surrounds me...
Excellent John!!!

This is very good john, a strange subject yet you've made it work.

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Hey John, a fellow Brit son well done on this poem and you are welcome

What part of UK you from and do you write on UK authors