Where is teddy bear?
He is safe on someone’s bed.
Does anyone care?
Searching everywhere!
Hiding under that bedspread?
Where is teddy bear?
Babysitter’s lair
Two laughing children mislead
Does anyone care?
Crying girl despair
Maybe he ran away – fled.
Where is teddy bear?
To this day I swear
My teddy bear is not dead.
Does anyone care?
Elder Maw repair
Wrong button eyes of gold dread!
Where is teddy bear?
Does anyone care?
A dark haiku variation of villanelle poetry.
Author’s note: The following external image via [http://queen-annie.net/private/misc/ghost.jpg] is of a very creepy photograph of what appears to be an image of a girl floating above the floor. The vibes from this photo is quite haunting to me and I would feel the effects of shock upon looking at this scary photo.
This poem is about my lost teddy bear, who is nowhere to be found. I believe the baby sitter ‘Auntie Emma’ took my teddy bear away. She instructed me to leave my teddy bear on the bed and left it tucked underneath a blanket. Her children, ‘Mai-Mai’ and ‘Jo-Jo’ teased me and made me cry when I couldn’t locate my teddy bear after returning to the room.
Maw has sewed by hand a similar but stiffer version of my lost teddy bear. The original version was softer and had black eyes. But ‘Maw’ put some golden eyes in error and that scared me. So she replaced those with some black one. I still have this second version but the first and only teddy bear could never be replaced!
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