Skip navigation to main content

Featured Poem: My Bed is a Boat by Robert Louis Stevenson

Written by The Reader, 13th August 2018

You can't attack every Monday with zest and zeal, and this morning's grey skies have us feeling a little sluggish. So as we ease into this new week we thought a gentle, lullaby-like poem might be in order, and this by Robert Louis Stevenson from The Penguin Book of Victorian Verse is just the ticket.

My Bed is a Boat 

My bed is like a little boat;
Nurse helps me in when I embark;
She girds me in my sailor’s coat
And starts me in the dark.  

At night I go on board and say
Good-night to all my friends on shore;
I shut my eyes and sail away
And see and hear no more.

And sometimes things to bed I take,
As prudent sailors have to do;
Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,
Perhaps a toy or two.

All night across the dark we steer;
But when the day returns at last,
Safe in my room beside the pier,
I find my vessel fast.

by Robert Louis Stevenson

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Related Articles


Featured Poem: The Wild Swans at Coole by W. B. Yeats

This week in our special series of poems to help us through the testing times ahead, Jane, a volunteer at…

Read more

Places to Go: The Great Gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald, extract from chapter 6

This week, Natalie Kaas-Pontoppidan reads from F Scott Fitzgerald's classic The Great Gatsby. Throughout lockdown, I have been missing places…

Read more

Live Stream: The Voice by Thomas Hardy

The Voice Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me, Saying that now you are not as…

Contact us

Get in touch and be part of the story
You can also speak to us on: 0151 729 2200
  • This field is for validation purposes and should be left unchanged.