Today's journal is going to be creative. On your own paper, brainstorm a list of all the possible reasons you can think of for not getting out of bed. What is it about your day that you don't want to face? Try to imagine every possible thing that is wrong and might go wrong today. Once you're done, write a poem in which you justify your decision to stay in bed all day. Below is a sample:
Why I Will Not Get Out of Bed - Liz Enagonio
The sheets are holding me
prisoner: clever grabbers,
breath-stealers.
They think they're very funny
indeed.
If I put my foot out
the rug snarls and
seizes my ankles.
I'll be tossed
high into the hallway,
thrown in a heap at
the bottom of the stairs.
Mostly I hate the way
the kitchen smirks
and unhinges its jaws:
how it gorges on my sleep,
how it gags on my dreams.
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Why I will not get out of bed this morning
ReplyDeleteI fear if my toes touch
the icy boards
the floor will simply
swallow me up
and I will stay gone
vanished
I will cease to exist
Outside the window
silence
no chorus of birds
only the hollow moans
of the living dead
a zombie
apocalypse
or maybe
I will be mugged
beat upon
money gone
the target of crooks
or even worse
Mrs.Myers
English teacher
will assign
10,000 classic books
:)
I'm warm under the covers, outside the snow is deep
ReplyDeleteThe morning light is dim and faint, my soul is lost in sleep
My eyes are prodded open by the day that lies ahead
and I know that I must stir myself and pull myself from bed
But I procrastinate and fall again into my realm of dreams
The world is wide awake while I lie in the opposite extreme
After a while I find my bed has grown too warm, too small
and the reasons why I lay here still, I can't seem to recall
My bed is a cocoon, and I emerge, a butterfly
Until the hour of my return, I bid my rest goodbye
I am curled up into the perfect ball,
ReplyDeleteI am more comfartable then them all.
To stay here all day would be so swell,
and not have to worry about that first hour bell.
I could float along my endless dreams
,and never have to eat our schools questionable beans.
Staying here would be so much better,
and not get confused be this strange weather.
I could stay covered in my own cacoon,
or face the morning that comes too soon.
I could go to school and us my head,
but i would much rather just stay in bed...zzzzz
Benjamin Mosey
The alarm clock begins to beep,
ReplyDeleteBringing me out of my world of rest.
It does not take long to go back to sleep,
For the sleep button had been hit.
Silence once again!
Somehow my feet touch the floor,
Eyes do not open for it is too bright.
A zombie is about to walk out the door,
Taking small steps is a difficult task.
Far too early to move!
Clothes lay down in a messy pile,
Shirts and socks are thrown about.
Nothing seems to even be in style,
So hands start to pick at random.
Whatever I grab goes on!
The mirror tells that I am a mess,
Hair is untidy and in all directions.
Then I realize that I need to redress,
As my clothes do not match at all.
And it is almost time to go!
Back to my quiet room I wander,
The bed itself looks more than inviting.
It makes a man want to ponder:
Do I keep on moving or…?
I think today will be a sick day!
I'm snug in my bed, warm and cozy.
ReplyDeleteNot wanting to get up, so I am moving so slowly.
I know if I get up I have to face all the decisions and choices, so I'd much rather stay in bed and block out all the noises.
Thinking of walking to class and using my head just makes me want to drop dead.
I am now drifting back into my dream about vanilla ice cream.
Now with a dream like that, who would want to get out of bed and use their head?
Not as good as everyone else's, but it's the best i got. :)
There are lions outside of my cloud
ReplyDeleteThey pull me under and cause me to drown.
While a I cannot breath,
They are there surrounding my need.
They are cold hearted and unapproving of my fright,
The only way to stay assured is to be comforted by the night.
I reached out for a hand and collapsed in the mind
Of a translucent woman disappearing in time.
When I woke up,
I rested my head
On a blank pillow upon a cavernous bed.
Moving me in, and pushing me out
All at once my life isn’t what I thought it was about.
I’m chasing a dream far too near to be seen
I can chase whatever it is my mind wants me to be.
The world, a gloomy place,
Has been taken over by an unfamiliar face.
If I shall awaken from my mysterious being,
My floating body will no longer claim me.
If I get up and step down from my cloud,
I will need to walk on my own two feet, upon a solid ground.
If I get up,
I surely will be chased
By the lions of the day
And my worst fears will be faced.
If I get up,
My dreams won’t follow me,
They will only get erased.
Erinn Springer
Why I Won't Get Out of Bed
ReplyDeleteYour are too tired,
Too comfortable to move.
Nice and warm,
Underneath your blanket.
You slowly get up,
Move your blanket aside.
Watch as goosebumps,
Creep up your arms,
As your body adjusts,
To the rooms colder temperature.
You try to relax,
As you sit up straight.
Just one more move,
Till you're on your feet.
But you lay back down,
Cause you don't feel good.
Your stomach hurts,
And your head does too.
You begin to think,
If you just slept a little longer,
If it would go away.
There's no sunshine outside,
Nothing streaming through your window.
Its a cool morning out there.
for sure rain,
Maybe even snow.
You have somewhere to be,
Where you don't really want to go.
A big project due,
and a test too.
Band to play through,
With a headache to add.
All the reasons,
I won't get out of bed.
Well hear goes nothing...
ReplyDeleteI don't want to get out of bed,
It's cold outside and inside too.
I lay in bed for another hour, and am then woken by a shower.
I get ready for school, put on my perfume that smells like a flower,
Then head out the door until four!
Yes, I know. It's not very good. :)
No laughing, guys. :/
ReplyDeleteThe sounding of my alarm
and I stretch out my arm
to turn off the noise.
So much to do
No time to waste.
My muscles are weak
As I wipe saliva from my face.
I try to get up with all my might
But it really doesn't seem worth the fight.
The comfy bed calls me
like the Sirens from Greek mythology.
My bed has a special power over me
Like a magnet I stay in my bed.
I'd rather skip school
and throw the blankets over my head!
^^^Yeah, Mrs. Myers, that's what I said! ;)
Why I Will Not Get Out Of Bed.
ReplyDeleteThoughts creep in my head
Of what goes on away from my bed.
Screaming, running, dread, and fear
Twirl around my head and head for my ear.
I'd much rather stay in bed today,
For I'm very afraid I won't find my way.
Kick my feet and cry for Dad,
"Is there any way I could be late, just a tad?"
As I find clothes to wear,
Through my room I tear.
I'm in such a bind,
I know for sure I won't be on time.
I wake up in the morning full
ReplyDeleteof fear that I will have to go away
from here. I don't want to leave,
but all I hear is mom telling me to
get into gear. I go to school full
of fear that I might get homework for
a whole year. The day brings work that
I do not want,but if I can come up with someway
to get done, I can sleep for hours just like I want!
Tom
This is going to be horrible...
ReplyDeleteWrapped up in my blanket serene and warm
Suddenly my eyes break from sleep
My alarm clock shrieks
I reach up to smash it with Hercule's force
I slide out of my caccoon and head straight for the waterfall that awaits me
Every second that passes has me worrying about what lies ahead
My predestined fate creeps up on me as I walk out the door into the world that so wants to eat me alive.
Roses are red
ReplyDeleteViolets are blue
I'm staying in bed.
Probably tomorrow too!
The warms blankets
ReplyDeletewrap their arms around me
the cold room wants to grab me
from my warm nest.
The alarm blares
its daily buzz.
I hurry to stop it
before go insane
from its painful ring.
Our teachers are very
ready to make themselves merry
with the stacks of homework
they will make do after the long day.
I will to bed
exhausted and tired
from a long day of studying
and homework
prepared to start it all again
in just a few short hours
As light disturbs my cozy slumber
ReplyDeleteI instantly feel the cold,
seeping in from the windows.
Pillows whisper in my ear,
telling me to drift back to sleep,
and to ignore the buzzing alarm.
Inside the blankets,
ReplyDeleteis like a warm paradise,
Outside the blakets,
is frigid as ice.
My toes with turn purple,
nose will turn red,
i'd much rather be in bed instead.
I would like to be warm,
and cozy wrapped up,
But instead I have school,
and english class which is tough!
:) :)
Sorry I couldn't post this earlier, I have literally been gone all weekend!
Jenni Gust