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    Default Rhymes to wet the bed by.

    Spiders under my sheet.

    “Are there spiders under my sheet?”
    Thought a little girl so soft and sweet
    “Yes” was the answer she didn’t want to hear,
    as she thought to herself and shuddered with fear.
    “Maybe one or two wouldn’t be so bad”
    and laughed at herself for the thought she just had
    “Why I could share my bed with even three or fore.”
    Looking at the size of her bed she even thought more.
    “Why even five or six spiders would be just fine!”
    “They could play over there and this side would be mine.”
    “Ten or twenty spiders would be way too many.”
    as she lifted her cover hoping not to see any.
    As she thought and she thought the spiders did grow.
    First the size teeny weeny then bigger than her toe.
    She got down to her knees then curled up on the floor
    There she fell asleep and thought of spiders no more.
    No spiders under her sheet but hiding under her bed.
    As she slept on the floor spiders covered her head.


    "Sure, dead things and the warm sunshind don't mix,.. but I like it!"

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    That is a Terrific Poem!- "Spiders-Wetting the Bed"

    "My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"

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    The bedroom floor.

    One bone, two sculls and graveyards galore,
    Why is there a cow’s head on my bedroom floor?
    Staring off into nothing with it’s eyes pail and gummy.
    The whole things a mess and really smells funny.

    Dry leaves, bumble bees and rides at the fair,
    Why is the cow’s head floating up in the air?
    Where would it go, there’s a roof overhead.
    It can’t stay with me, no, not in my bed.

    Jackets and buttons and funny bow ties
    Why is this cow staring me in the eyes?
    What does it want and what would it say?
    With it’s body chopped off does it really need hay?

    Cold floors, locked doors things I don’t want to see.
    Why is this cow’s head smiling at me?
    With horns and ears and eyes open wide.
    Showing it’s teeth, I just want to hide!

    Groans and chains and noises and fears.
    Why is this cow’s head moving it’s ears?
    Vanished! It’s gone now were is that head?
    Could it be waiting for me? Under my bed?

    Slippers and socks and boots by the door.
    The cow’s head is waiting for me,
    to put my feet on the floor.





    "Sure, dead things and the warm sunshind don't mix,.. but I like it!"

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    I lie awake at night with thoughts in my head
    visions of snakes and spiders all in my bed
    scorpions,lizards and locusts too
    maybe I'll have a nightmare or maybe I'll have two

    Shadows dancing upon my sheets
    hearing voices while I'm trying to sleep
    creaking doors and as well as floors
    these things I can't ignore

    Horrible thoughts of ghouls and ghosts
    what even is worse are those thoughts I hate most
    of those spiders and snakes and all the things that I dread
    those creepy crawly things that can get in your bed

    So my advise for those who are scared of those things
    these are a few items that you must bring
    before turning out the light and getting comfy for the night
    and they are......1)A CAN OF RAID 2)A BASEBALL BAT 3)A GARBAGE BAG TO PUT THE SQUASHED VERMIN IN 4)A SET OF CLEAN SHEETS(BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT TO SLEEP IN A SLIMY BED) AND MOST IMORTANTLT....4) NO DOZ PILLS.

    With these items close you can be sure
    that with what little or no sleep
    you will be able to indure.....

    those thoughts in your head as you begin to dread
    of those spider and snakes and other....creepy crawlly things....in your BED!


    rod spain

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    Nice one rod. LOL

    Go Hide.

    “Mommy and daddy can I please sleep with you?
    There’s a monster in my room, might even be two.”
    “If there hiding in your room then you go hide too.
    Now go back to bed or you’ll be grumpy for school.”

    He creeps down the hall on the way to his room
    The thunder outside only adds to the gloom.
    He opens the door and peeks in to see.
    “Maybe there’s nothing here. Maybe only me.”

    Rushing into bed pulling covers around him tight.
    “It’s a good place to hide. I’ll hide here for the night.”
    “Tighter and tighter I’ll pull these covers around me.
    When the monsters go to look, they’ll have nothing to see.”

    Boom room boom thunder echoes in his head
    He hears a monster chewing on the legs of his bed
    Crackle and crash lightning brightens his room
    He hears a monster in the closet now plotting his doom

    The louder the noises the deeper he hid.
    No one knows his secret. No one knows what he did.
    They searched and they looked and some people say,
    they never found the boy. Not even this day.


    "Sure, dead things and the warm sunshind don't mix,.. but I like it!"

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    Who is there?

    Who is there?There is scatching everywhere!
    From my closet to my bed,from my drawers to my pillow..where I lay my head.Who is there?

    What's that sound?There is sratching all around!
    It's times like this my worse fears appear
    images of monsters that are about to come near.

    What is that smell?It smells like decay that comes from the ground.
    The ground of stench that lies rotted and cursed
    where unspeakable things survive..but what's even worse,..HEY?!

    Whose eyes are those starring at me?
    Is it just one set or is it two or three?!
    They are looking to see if I've gone to sleep
    So it can come out quietly,so it can feast.

    Wait a minute...??!!Whose fangs are those that are so brilliantly white?
    That's dripping saliva and smiling with delight
    That all it wants is to have me inside
    to fill it's gullet so it will stay alive

    What's that head that's suddenly appeared?
    It has eight arms and legs and a smile from ear to ear
    It's laughter that comes from the bowels below
    where hellish things are born and continue to grow.

    So before I die I wish to impart
    these few short words before I depart
    From this life I've loved and always will
    I start to scream at my highest shrill

    as blood starts to spert from the the edges of my mouth....

    If you hear some scratching ..You Better Get OUT!!

    rod spain

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    "True" As Told To Me!
    It is a former funeral palor on a Wisconsin street
    Now a house for a man, his wife, a daughter so sweet
    Her new boyfriend ate supper met them all
    A 2 am bathroom break met grandma in the hall
    She turned and "Shushed" him, he walked on back to his bed
    The next day they told him just how long Grandma's been DEAD!
    "Only my wife, and our daughter live here you know,"
    "Grandma is gone, but we see walking to and fro."
    Mr. "Boyfriend" scanned house blueprints for hidden devices
    Electrical trickiness, unusual splices
    None were forthcoming, nothing was found,
    At 2 am the basement tablesaw was making it's distinct sound!
    "Oh, pay no attention , all three residents told him
    ("They must all be crazy to live here? And THEY want to scold him?)
    The new romance ended with Grandma's nocturnal assistence
    Fear and normalcy put in the great distance
    But every so often he drives through that town
    Takes a gulp for courage drives that block down
    His wary eyes scan the windows of the attic tower
    He's facinated, he fell in love that night, but couldn't overcome the power.
    A Wisconsin town, an old funeral home
    He met Grandma after he died at supper throat full of chicken bone.

    "My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"

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    Come,my corpse and let's take a peek
    outside of my bedroom so that we can sneek
    down to the basement where we can be alone
    flesh to rotting flesh,bone to rotting bone

    It's been a while since the last time we chat
    it was at the mosoleum and among the rats
    I held your hand as you had your blank stare
    then I took my brush and brushed your rotting hair

    The maggots were crawling through holes in your skin
    I had to super glue the cracking bones of your chin
    to keep you as perfect as you have always been
    my demented love for you will never end

    Down here in the basement,it will be just you and I
    I will keep you safe,this is a great place to hide
    I will come down every single night
    Dress you warmly and tuck you in tight

    Each new dress you'll have on will be a sight to see
    each new set of stockings around your rotted knees
    In my distorted mind you'll never cease to change
    even tho normal people think of me as insane

    You'll be with me forever until dust you return
    then I'll pick up your remains and put them in a urn
    place you on my mantle and show you off with pride
    then at night I'll take you to the basement where we use to hide




    rod spain

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    Great and wonderous piece of work!
    Ever see the old movie Hunchback of Notre Dame with Gina Lolabridgeda, where she and hunchy lay down and turn into dust together?
    your poem reminded me of that scene, I saw it when I was 10?
    Great work!

    "My Insanity is well-respected, until they wiggle free and become a stringer for a tabloid"

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    Rhymes to wet the bed by.
    Nope, Iam not shocked! This board has so much
    talent. Why, you -GUYS- can do anything!!!
    I have a special book, which I keep all
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    P.s. When I [email protected]@- talent such as yours!
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