John Loving Iii Poet Narrative

Faith In Monsters

after my mother said good night
she closed the door and turned out the light.
perhaps by chance she didn't know the fright
that awaited me as she closed the door.
as it is this night and every night
i need light more. 
to scare away monsters behind my closet door.
what that monster is i have yet to see.
but from movies snd scary stories i guess what it
could be.
Wolfman, Frankinstien, or Vampire all 
or Wicked Witch, ghostly ghoul to call.
the undead Zombie scratching the walls.
all i need is a little light, thats all!
i cannot crack the curtans,
i'm afraid of what i'll see.
and in my mind i wonder why, oh why 
my mother won't believe me.
when i say that there are monsters 
and one day that they will get me?

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Phyllis Babcock February 24, 2009 at 2:30 PM Great imagination. This would be fantastic at Halloween. God Bless Phyl

Carolyn Devonshire February 13, 2009 at 3:40 PM John, I hope someone provides the light. You have provided the imagination! Love this work!

Michelle Mac Donald February 12, 2009 at 4:31 PM Ouch....I always thought there was someone hiding under my bed...most likely spent the evening lurking in the closet.:( I'd drum up some courage and head off to my mom's bed. :) Strange how much scary stuff you can think of when it's dark. Nicely penned, John...smooth and depicts a scene that many can relate to. Blessings to you and yours...Love, Mikki

Robin L. Gass February 3, 2009 at 12:16 PM Great write, John. I had a night light for a long time! Now, like Sharon, I read Stephan King! Enjoyed this very much! Love, Robin

Sharon Winter February 3, 2009 at 10:00 AM This is awesome! Stephen King (one of my fav authors) would be proud! Yes, I was so terrified as a child at night, it was horrible. So many nightmares too. I guess too many Twilight Zones and other creepy movies/shows that I so loved! Great write! Love, Shar

Jen H. February 3, 2009 at 9:34 AM Haha, I like this one a lot, and I have a little brother who would definitely appreciate your point of view on the matter. Thanks for commenting on so many of my poems! Love always ~Jen~