Dean Wood Poet Rhyme

Stuck In the Cedar Chest

‘Twas a child’s game of hide and seek,
My brother’s turn to count.
Where could I hide he would not look,
Thus settle our account?

Our mother’s room, her closet, No!
He’ll check there first of all.
The bathroom, No! I hid there once.
The chest beside the wall!

I climbed inside that pungent box
On mother’s quilts to hide,
I slowly closed that heavy lid
Then CLICK!  I’m stuck inside!

I screamed!  My muffled cries unheard!
I’m pounding on the side!
If only I had a flash light
I’d find a latch to slide!

I could not breathe! I sobbed and bawled,
To me it seemed a week!
‘Twas a child’s game of hide and seek,
So glad my brother peeked!


August 15, 2017

For the "STUCK" Contest
Sponsored by Sara Kendrick
9/27/2017
2nd Place

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Jack Webster September 28, 2017 at 2:58 PM Congratulations, Dean! Great poem! I'm glad you're okay! [insert witty joke about taking memory out of the chest here]

Sara Kendrick September 28, 2017 at 8:30 AM I was delighted to see your work in my winners’ list..I enjoyed reading the work of an outstanding poet..Your participation was much appreciated..Your rhyme and rhythm was excellent..You stayed on theme and gave us some of the emotion of the situation..I have heard of children dying in these situations..Sara Dean Wood September 28, 2017 at 8:33 AM Thank you Sara for such a thoughtful reply. I am grateful to you for taking time to sponsor and judge these contests. They make me stretch and are a lot of fun. --- Dean

James Inman September 28, 2017 at 8:05 AM Love the last line. Very well written Dean. Dean Wood September 28, 2017 at 8:07 AM Thanks James!

Constance La France September 27, 2017 at 4:48 PM Dean, great poem, I used to live in an old house as a child and we played hide and seek in all sorts of creepy places, congratulations on your win! Dean Wood September 27, 2017 at 9:11 PM Thanks BW. It could have ended very badly.

Jan Allison September 27, 2017 at 4:10 PM I can imagine this happening and being so frightening. I'm so glad the poem had a happy ending Dean, :-) congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx Dean Wood September 27, 2017 at 9:12 PM It was scary for sure. Thanks for the comment.

Janice Canerdy September 27, 2017 at 1:16 PM You must have been terrified! Great poem, Dean. Congrats on your win! Janice Dean Wood September 27, 2017 at 1:57 PM Thanks Janice! It was quite traumatic.

Dale Gregory Cozart September 27, 2017 at 12:44 PM Congrats on your win, Dean! Dean Wood September 27, 2017 at 1:57 PM Thanks Dale. Its been a while, I had forgotten about this contest.

Kim Rodrigues August 17, 2017 at 4:07 PM A winner! Love it! Glad you made it out! Dean Wood August 18, 2017 at 9:55 PM Thanks Kim! I am glad too. I always appreciate your sincere comments. Dean

Anne-Lise Andresen August 17, 2017 at 2:58 PM - Must have been a terrible feeling ... you will never forget this game - But it was exciting :) .... (?) - A lovely poem, Dean - Luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Dean Wood August 18, 2017 at 9:54 PM Thank you Anne-Lise! I appreciate your support.

Connie Marcum Wong August 17, 2017 at 6:02 AM Now this could make someone become claustrophobic! To know this really happened to you sends chills Dean. I love it when poetry tells a story in such a way that family will never forget the incident. I enjoyed this much Dean. : ) Dean Wood August 18, 2017 at 9:53 PM Oh, it really was scary, for me anyway. Thanks for the comment. Dean

Andrea Dietrich August 15, 2017 at 6:25 PM Now that would be a really traumatic thing. Did it really happen? GREAT job, Dean!!! Dean Wood August 15, 2017 at 10:23 PM Yes Andrea, this did happen to me when I was maybe 4 years old. The only thing is my brother did not peek. I cried myself to sleep and woke to my mother screaming for me. My pounding led her to let me out. A little poetic license again. :)

Maria Williams August 15, 2017 at 6:12 PM Oh wow, that was a close shave, lucky for you that he did peek. Good luck in the contest...Maria Dean Wood August 15, 2017 at 10:20 PM Thank you Maria!

Tim Smith August 15, 2017 at 4:41 PM Yes, lucky he peeked...excellent rhyme Dean Dean Wood August 15, 2017 at 4:45 PM Thank you Tim!

Kudzai Mhangwa August 15, 2017 at 3:25 PM This is a wonderful poem! It evokes a number of memories. All the best in the contest! Dean Wood August 15, 2017 at 3:28 PM Thank you Kudzai! I appreciate the good wishes.

Heidi Sands August 15, 2017 at 3:15 PM Wow Dean, that does sound frightening. You did really well with this poem for the contest! Dean Wood August 15, 2017 at 3:28 PM Thank you Heidi. It was frightening.