About Monsters - a Poem

Monster Under My Bed 

 

There's a monster under my bed

That's his home but I never see

He haunts me day and night.  I fear

What will he do, devours the best

 

Monster 'neath my bed has no name

Had he one, it I wouldn't say

Been said he eats small girls alive

Keep quiet, eyes closed, try to sleep

 

There's a monster under my bed

He drives me insane, thoughts of him

How do I know he's really there

My brother told me long ago 

There's a monster down there I know 
Every night, way to end my day 
Mother said my monsters aren't real 
Perhaps they aren't but still I look 
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- - (Photo is a print screen copy from Kerry's post at the link below)
- I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, A Skyflower Friday: Monsters, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/a-skyflower-friday-monsters.html
- Kerry's theme was "Monsters".  She said, "I leave you with the famous words spoken by Iago in Othello:  "O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meet it feeds on,"  And a music video.."