SLEEPOVER
cousins
late night pizza and sweet tea
ghost stories under sheets
delicious chills
until we had to pee
tiptoe down the dark hall
close the bathroom door
don’t turn on the light
silent fright turns to white terror
a monster appears
giant, Grendle-like
standing in the door
we scream
bang, stumble
escape to Mama’s arms
Daddy goes to see
in the light
the monster’s head—
a wash rag on a hook
the monster’s broad white chest—
the top of the door
the monster’s huge legs—
two towels draped from a bar
beneath the sheets
it's hard to sleep
© 2017 Doraine Bennett. All rights reserved.
Click HERE to read this month's interview with Carrie Clickard. Her DMC challenge is to write a poem about a person, place, or thing that spooked you as a child.
Post your poem on our October 2017 padlet. While some contributions will be featured as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, October 27th, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her enchanting new picture book from Holiday House:
Thanks for sharing your memories in this fun poem, Doraine! Those sleepovers were a breeding ground for spooky memories, weren't they? (Remember levitation? Light as a feather, stiff as a board...)
ReplyDeletebwa ha ha ha ha.....BTDT. What a great memory turned poetry. Take a bow.
ReplyDeleteAnd haven't we all had a like experience? Delightful, shivery memories.
ReplyDeleteThis is a familiar story from my childhood. We always thought we were so brave, until...
ReplyDeleteAwww. I love this one. It really brings back memories. Thanks!
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