Absolutely Nothing

This poem is from the over-imaginative mind of a little boy trying to go to sleep. He probably just saw something scary on TV.

There’s absolutely nothing

Hiding underneath my bed.

There’s absolutely nothing�"

At least, that’s what Mommy said.

 

There’s no such thing as monsters.

They are just imaginary.

There’s no such thing as monsters�"

Although some of them are scary…

 

There isn’t any reason

For me to be afraid.

There isn’t any reason

That my room a ghost would raid.

 

Or a skeleton would scare me

Or a ghoul would try to tear me

Or a zombie would ensnare me

Or a witch would come impair me!

 

There’s absolutely nothing

Lurking in my dresser drawer.

There’s absolutely nothing

To cause me such utter horror.

 

My eyes are getting weary now

And sleep is coming quick.

And all my fears just slip away

As my brain turns off�"click.

Reviews

[JelliFyshKissUs]

Is is sad that I still have to give myself a pep talk like this when I go to bed? Some things we never grow out of. I'll admit mine. Wonderful flow. I loved how the only thing that saved him from his living nightmare of a thought was his dreaming sleep.

[C.]

Liked the irony of it. The beat and rhythm felt a little choppy in parts, but I'm not partial to that kind of poetry to begin with, so there may or may not have been anything you could do about it at the time. The humor in it was simple and funny, which I enjoyed. And the premise of the piece itself was charming. Liked the stanza that began every line with "Or". Nice choice.