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A poem by John Henry Sime
Babysitter under the Bed
- Babysitter under the Bed
- The woman who had once been
- My babysitter
- Was on the floor under the bed,
- She was on top of newspapers,
- Looking out at the three of us,
- Her husband, my Dad, and Me.
- Only I thought to drag her over the vinyl flooring,
- Out to our presence.
- Only I smiled at the humor.
- The other three had partied together when young,
- And that was their link.
- But now, I could laugh at the others.
John Henry Sime
John Henry Sime was born in 1952 in Viroqua, WI, graduated in Comparative Literature (BA/MA) from University of Wisconsin-Madison and served in the U.S. Peace Corps in West Africa as a teacher at École Normale Supérieure teachers college in Bamako, Mali. He graduated Kentucky School of Mortuary Science, Louisville, Kentucky, and has been published in The Kickapoo Free Press, Wisconsin Poets Calendar, Verse Wisconsin, Lake City Lights, Hummingbird, American Funeral Director (magazine), Poetry Motel, LaFarge Epitaph News, Crawford County Independent, Kickapoo Scout, and The Broadcaster Censor.
Here's something you might be interested in.
A poem by John Henry Sime
Babysitter under the Bed
A poem by John Henry Sime
Babysitter under the Bed
- Babysitter under the Bed
- The woman who had once been
- My babysitter
- Was on the floor under the bed,
- She was on top of newspapers,
- Looking out at the three of us,
- Her husband, my Dad, and Me.
- Only I thought to drag her over the vinyl flooring,
- Out to our presence.
- Only I smiled at the humor.
- The other three had partied together when young,
- And that was their link.
- But now, I could laugh at the others.
John Henry Sime
John Henry Sime was born in 1952 in Viroqua, WI, graduated in Comparative Literature (BA/MA) from University of Wisconsin-Madison and served in the U.S. Peace Corps in West Africa as a teacher at École Normale Supérieure teachers college in Bamako, Mali. He graduated Kentucky School of Mortuary Science, Louisville, Kentucky, and has been published in The Kickapoo Free Press, Wisconsin Poets Calendar, Verse Wisconsin, Lake City Lights, Hummingbird, American Funeral Director (magazine), Poetry Motel, LaFarge Epitaph News, Crawford County Independent, Kickapoo Scout, and The Broadcaster Censor.
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