Several weeks back, we did a 2-in-1 Feature of Shel Silverstein‘s Don’t Bump the Glump and his posthumously-published book Every Thing On It. I was happy to note as I was reading through the latter that there were several poems that fit our bimonthly theme on Paranormal Twists.
My poetry offering then is something along these lines. Poetry Friday is hosted this week by Karissa at The Iris Chronicles.
HE TRIED TO HIDE – Shel Silverstein, p. 105 from Every Thing on It He dreamed of a glunk with a horrible face And thought he’d better hide someplace. He tried to hide between the sheets And found ogre with two left feet. He tried to hide in the dresser drawer And heard a hungry tiger roar. He tried to hide beneath the bed And found a body without a head. He tried to hide behind the door And heard a sleeping monster snore. He tried to hide down in the basement And found a dragon to his amazement. He tried to hide beneath the stair And found a mummy grinnin’ there. He tried to hide behind the drapes And found a dozen hairy apes. He tried to hide behind a dresser And found a murderin’ mad professor. He tried to hide in a pile of clothes And found a witch with a warty nose. He tried to hide under the sink And found a vampire takin’ a drink. He tried to hide in the garbage pail And found a werewolf sharpenin’ his nails. So he went back to bed, that’s what he did, And he dreamed of tomorrow, And there he hid.
It’s curious when our only escape can be found in snoozeland. And that there are monsters lurking in all the usual nooks and crannies where one takes refuge in – plus they come in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Again, while playful, Shel Silverstein made me reflect and think yet again of the monsters in our lives – whatever form they usually take.