Trevor Mcleod Poet Quatrain

Bedbugs

Crack the light and spread the bugs
as bugs go zig and zagging.
Bold black bugs to cause us fear.
Our tongues afraid of dragging.

Chase them down to pinch their body
and place them in a cup.
Save them all for pest control
to prove their count is up.

Wait for them within your bed
and pray your bites are few.
Then wake up to your bloody sheets
when itching's all you do.

Have them spray when you go mad
and know they're in the wall.
Then find your faith in God above
or lose your mind to all.

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Ilene Bauer January 5, 2016 at 9:45 AM great poem, trevor, on a yukky subject. i just heard on the radio about a family visiting new york who had this problem in their fancy hotel room. guess it can happen anyplace... Trevor Mcleod January 5, 2016 at 11:35 AM I think it's global warming that's causing them to spread. I remember my grandmother had a saying at bedtime. She said "Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite". Cute back then. LOL