Sleepless in Worthing

Sleepless in Worthing!

I’m cranky and bad-tempered, as I cannot get to sleep,
nothing seems to help me especially counting sheep.
I think I’ve counted a thousand or may be even more,
I’ve even tried to name them but it’s now become a bore!

A luxuriating wallow in a sumptuous bubble bath,
It should have made me drowsy but instead it made me laugh.
The malted chocolate nightcap just kept me wide-awake,
It gave me indigestion, but it may have been the cake.

No mobile phone or tablet or texting all my friends,
has made no ‘bloomin’ difference, I’m reaching my wits end.
I’ve tried the soppy novels and steered away from crime,
but still I’m feeling perky and conscious all the time.

The bathroom trips are numerous; each one becomes a trek,
so early in the morning, I look a perfect wreck.
I’ve even tried the telly and watched a fishing show,
well versed in catching marlin and turbot from deep below.

I’ve written several ditties and had a stab at prose,
but will I ever get to sleep? Well goodness only knows!
Then there are my felines, who visit me at four,
sitting on my tired old bonce and nudging with their paw.

Then drifting into slumber I’m awoken by the birds,
squawking seagulls overhead the whole thing’s quite absurd.
I’ve listened to the whale songs and hummed in harmony
no evidence of sleepy eyes or drifting off for me!

So if you’re fidgety and restless and need a tête-à-tête,
call ‘wide-awake’ in Worthing, your sleepless virtual mate.
We could even have a cuppa and put the world to right,
there could be many friendships from a single sleepless night!

Teresa Harrison-Best

© August 2020