Man Inside My Head

Man Inside My Head

A Poem by Melissa Kesead

There's a man inside my head

he lives there everyday

he's there when I wake up at night

he's there when I go play

 

I wonder how this little man

got way inside my head?

Maybe he crept in my ear

when I was asleep in bed

 

Maybe he dropped in my nose

while I hung upsdie down

or maybe he flew in my mouth

while I laughed at a clown

 

How do I know he's in there?

How do I know you say?

I'll tell you how it happened

it was just the other day

 

I had come in from outside

and was laying down to nap

when from way inside my head

I heard a tap, tap, tap

 

I said "Who's there?  What's going on?

Is someone in my brain?

Hello.   Hello.  Is someone there?"

Just tap, tap, tap again

 

I went up to the mirror

looked deep inside my eyes

I saw him in his kitchen

making homemade pies

 

There's a man inside my head

he lives there everyday

and as long as he is quiet

I guess he's here to stay

© 2009 Melissa Kesead


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Baz
Very nice indeed. Great tempo and rhyming, and very humerous as well. I'm sure kids of all ages will love this poem. Excellent work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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This is such a fun poem. Maybe that wasn't the direction you were heading with the man being within your head...but the reflection of it was familiar to my own. This is a great write, that I enjoyed very much and would recommend for others to read as well.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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ljc
I especially enjoyed the first three paragraphs as a terrific intro. Great tempo for a fun and playful piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem put a huge smile on my face. I found it to be so quirky and different and that's the best part about it. Perhaps he's your conscience popping out and turning into a form that you can recognize because we all know how we can ignore our conscience sometimes.

Very cheerful :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Melissa Kesead
Melissa Kesead

Key West, FL



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I am a wife and mother of two young children who give me ideas for books constantly. I live in Key West, Florida and when I'm not writing I enjoy fishing, lobstering and being on the water whenever p.. more..

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