Below is the poem entitled Bed Dread which was written by poet
Timperley. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I went to bed to lay my head,
Too scared to close my eyes.
For every night it was the same,
Every night my demon came.
A huge green elf from an old matchbox,
He picks up the box and chases me.
I shrink with fright, I start to shiver,
When I see him coming I start to quiver.
He chases me up, then down the hill,
He chases after me far and wide,
Just as he closes for the kill,
I wake, I'd wet myself.
© Dave Timperley 2012.