The Monster under the Bed

(This is a children’s poem I wrote for Halloween.)

Each night,

After Mom kisses me goodnight,

She turns off my light and closes the door.

I reach for the dust ruffle touching the floor.

And, in the quiet dark, beneath my bed,

With glowing eyes waits a monster and I call him Ted.

He crawls out, bumping his head.

And hesitantly I listen to what is to be said.

He puffs up his chest.

He proclaims he’s the best.

He declares

And he swears

That he’s the great Grimy

The Great Grimy Mimey

From far, far away Bimey.

Sometimes we play checkers

Or create triple deckers

Of pillows or blocks

Or all sorts of rocks

Sometimes we imagine

A fight with a dragon.

I climb on his back.

We charge and attack

An army of trolls,

Ogres, or witches with moles.

He roars a mighty roar

Meant to frighten gargoyles, werewolves, and more. 

But not hairy goblins,

They are our friends,

And we hold weekly teas

With Ishgroth, Mthgar, and Grends. 

Sometimes, if I’m lucky,

Be brave and be plucky,

He’ll even agree to dress up

Though he pouts more than a grown up.

Ted is not fond of ribbons and curls.

He growls, “They’re for girls!”

“Not ferocious monsters, 10 feet tall,

With fearsome fangs and sharp talon claws!” 

He huffs and he puffs,

Smoke comes out his nose,

As I give a pink pedicure to old crusty toes.

But he loves me,

And I love him.

When I tell a joke,

He’ll laugh with a grin.

He’s definitely not dim.

He does magic tricks and juggles balls

And climbs all the walls. 

We laugh through the night,

Till the dawn’s early light.

Till my head starts to sag,

My words slowly drag. 

Now, it’s time for my nap,

Cuddled soft in his lap. 

Beside his green fur,

As he lets out a purr.

He sings me to sleep,

A rumbling voice extra deep.

In words like gibberish,

His native Bimish.

“Og vhe ung shar tej un gung gish,

Sev rwang ver zwasig lish.”

A monster melody

Rich with sweet monster glee.

Then kissing my slumbering head,

He crawls back under my bed.

To wait till tomorrow and drift off to dreams,

Of shrieking humans and loud fright-filled screams.

And he smirks in his sleep,

With a devilish heap,

Of razor-sharp teeth,

Waiting till dark, my pet monster Ted. 

Author: J. Speer

I like to write. I have 5 books currently on Amazon, mostly fiction. I try to write positive and uplifting children's stories, expressive poetry for women, and interesting articles about personal growth, alternative medicine, and spirituality. My stories are often about diverse people but with human connection in mind through inner perspective. I love my characters especially the ones from my first book, Searching for Fire. I moved recently to Vermont. I live in the North Country region near Lake Willoughby, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. My heart will always be with Kansas but I love travel and meeting new people with diverse perspectives on life. I have found Vermonters to have many admirable qualities like stoicism and a love and stewardship of nature. My hobbies are writing, gardening, outdoor activities like kayaking, fishing, and hiking. I am an amateur herbalist. Many years ago, an alternative medicine doctor cured me of a respiratory illness by teaching me about vitamins and for that, I owe her a debt of gratitude. I recently bought a Jeep Wrangler that fits my personality and love for adventure. Associated with the military in my younger years, I have lived in Israel, Germany, and Virginia as well - all of which I loved in different ways. I thoroughly believe in the military spouse phrase, "bloom where you are planted" and endeavor to carry a positive optimism wherever I roam. Most days are good but admittedly I get down sometimes. I am prone to sadness or severe cynicism at times, so I turn to music as my consolation and source of expression or inspiration. My favorite songs currently are "How Deep is Your Love" by the Beegees, "La Vie en Rose", "A Million Dreams" or maybe Karen Carpenter singing "Close to You" or Elton John singing "Your Song." I also like "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us" by Starship or "I'll Stand by You" by The Pretenders. "Faithfully" by Journey always reminds me of rollerskating with friends in the 1980s. My favorite quotes are from the Velveteen Rabbit, Steve Jobs, and this one..."To the caterpillar it was the end of the world, but to the butterfly it was merely a beautiful beginning." Or there is the quote from Peter Pan teaching Wendy..."What if I fall? But, oh my darling, what if you fly?" I also believe in being a pearl - graceful on the outside but full of grit and gratitude on the inside. My favorite women of the Bible are Ruth, Hannah, and Hagar. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Cheers, friend.

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