Take One Sheet

Drape it over the table,

sides hanging down to the floor.

Instant cubby-house! 

A safe, secret place,

for reading or resting 

or listening.

Drop it over my head

and I'm a ghost,

scary. 

Must be careful not to trip.

I want to cut eyeholes out,
but no, I'd better not.

The best books tell me:

make large knots at intervals, 

nail one end to the window-sill,

climb down as on rungs of a ladder.

My cousin might do it —

I’m scared of heights.

Take one sheet. Double it.

Two on the bed

clean and smooth,

make bed feel like sanctuary,
my power place

for dreams of adventure.

Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge: (fill in the blank) sheet.