About Monsters - a Poem
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.."
Labels: Family, Humor(?), Personal-Challenge-2017, Poem, Real Toads, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 8/31/2017 05:14:00 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
Ah yes nearby double check for yourself
Cute write Jim
Much love...
I will only realise that I need to clean out dust bunnies... that's monster enough for me these days,
I was never worried about what was under the bed but after reading the MR James story 'I'll Come To You, My Lad', I was terrified about what might be under the covers!
Ah yes.. the age old monster under the bed! Brilliant write, Jim.
I had to get my mother to check each night, but the real monster was my brother who suggested they were there! This took me back a few years Jim.
Like this very much, Jim...It's different in some way, but I don't know what. Reads well aloud. And there are STILL monsters under our beds regardless our age.
This reminds me of when I was young and afraid to climb out of bed in the dark in case a monster grabbed my ankle.
Now that I am older I do wonder how small those monsters under the bed must have been.
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