Karen of Baking in a Tornado has joined us in this crazy pursuit, and promises us at least a poem a month - may we hope for more!
SpikesBestMate often publishes a nice verse in the comments.
Jenny at Procrastinating Donkey who has been a faithful participant, is slowly returning to blogging after her husband's passing from this world. Let's continue to send warm thoughts, good energy, and lots of prayers her way. And dare we hope that she will join Poetry Monday again.
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This Mondays topic is Monsters. Have you taken a peep under your bed recently?
Monsters big and monsters small
Live under my bed and scare us all!
A scull, an alien and an imp
Walks with a lisp, talks with a limp.
Monsters big and monsters small
At least you must admire their gall
Ogre, gremlin, screaming man
Run away while you still can!
Monsters small and monsters big
Bald one with a purple wig,
Masks from countries far away:
I wish at home that they'd stay.
Monsters small and monsters big
Winged kittens, snouted pig.
If an arm or toe stick out
They'll sniff it with their purple snout.
Monsters big and monsters small
They will prance and climb and crawl
From the shadows underneath
Armed with fang and claw and teeth
Monsters big and monsters small
Will devour me, bed and all
And when soon a new day dawns
Mum regrets what she has done.
Monsters big and monsters small
Only light can scare them all.
Mummy made me turn it out
Soon I'll be no more about.
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Upcoming topics:
Shoes (September 6) From Mimi
Defy Superstition Day (September 13) Also from Mimi
Remembering 8-Tracks (September 20) Another from Mimi
Smiling.
SvarSletBad, bad mummy will regret demanding that the light was turned out. Your poem made me think of Bill Watterson's wonderful book (which I reread recently) called 'Something Under the Bed is Drooling'.
Clever and very well done!
SvarSletHahahahaha! Oh, I feel your pain! ;)
SvarSletClever poem. I was never scared about monsters under the bed.
SvarSlet