Poetry | yvonnetibbs

Flibberty Jibbet

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with moan

And a feeling that she was no longer alone

All round her bedchamber did Flibberty peep

Then Flibberty Jibbet went right back to sleep

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with a sigh

A caress like a sparrows wing across her bare thigh

But Flibberty Jibbet, she paid it no heed

She yanked the warm bedclothes back over her knees

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with a frown

Something was creeping across her nightgown

But Flibberty Jibbet didn’t easily scare

She flipped on the light… no one was there

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with a swear

Quite certain the creature was now in her hair

She combed her fair tresses clean down to her head

Then Flibberty Jibbet crawled back into bed

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with a start

Attempting to quiet her turbulent heart

She'd dreamt of a monster with long hairy legs

Burrowed deep in her mattress protecting its eggs

Flibberty Jibbet awoke with a scream

For she realized at last, that it wasn't a dream

Millions of babies, with billions of eyes

Swarmed over her body, immune to her cries

Flibberty Jibbet will waken no more

Flibberty Jibbet will not even snore

For Flibberty Jibbet still lies on her back

The remains of a spider's brood's very first snack

Possession

He drew me close, lifted me up and spun me round

He broke the ties that held me tethered to the ground

You’ll never have him, never take away what’s mine

For if you do, upon your bones I’ll surely dine

See the fire flicker brightly in his eyes

Hear the magic in his sighs, those blessed sighs

Gliding oer me like the moon over the sea

His love engulfed me, left me weak with ecstasy

Just one spark, one tiny flicker from his flame

Shatters reasoning, impairs judgment, consumes shame

Over powered, overwrought, and overcome

My heart is forfeit, soul is lost, and lifes undone

He’s all I yearn for, all I seek, all I require

He’s all I breathe for, all I want, all I desire

So now I follow like a child upon his arm

Hoping only, for one moment of his charms

A loving look, a fond caress, a wayward smile

Would all my fears, all my misgivings reconcile

Yet does he want me, does he feel me, does he care

Can he sense the constant torment in my stare

So gaze upon him, but never near him, shall you tread

Lest your comrades in the morning, find you dead

For in his shadow, close behind him I will be

That fiendish angel, that tender demon, belongs to me