Trapped
Mosquito netting above my head
and tucked securely around my bed.
What person forced to resort to it
hasn’t made a sport of it
at bedtime, just as they recline,
shut off the lights, and hear the whine
of a mosquito, far then near
directly buzzing in their ear!
Mosquito netting so fine and thin,
both keeps them out and keeps them in.
I knew if I tried hard enough that I could find my picture of the mosquito–netted bed in my treehouse! Finally found it in my Facebook photos.


Love it. Light-hearted poem, with a humorous ending, and great scansion.
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Thanks, Dreamer. I’ve been trying to find a picture of the bed and mosquito netting in a treehouse I rented five years ago, but fear it is on a backdrive back home! So the posed shot was as good as I could do. Luckily no mosquitos this year. Dengue and a new mosquito-related disease has caused them to have an aggressive mosquito-fighting program.
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🙂 You’re welcome! You like a somewhat alarming (albeit adventurous and colorful) life what with dengue and zika rampaging through the south. Hope you stay safe.
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Thanks! Couldn’t remember the name for Zika. Sadly, affects pregnant women and fetuses. Insidious.
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Yes.
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This is the story of my life a lot of times after the netting 😥 Those tricky bastards
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I found out they were hiding out in my closet during the day and coming alive by day. Yes. Tricky and duplicitous.
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They hide behind our curtains too xD
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Your mosquito net took me back to Thailand
“of a mosquito, far then near”
They will get you in the rear if it is against the netting!
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Ah, nostalgia.
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🙂 Can you smile at any poem about mosquitoes? But I did!
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Just came home because I was feeling like a picnic for mosquitos..First time I’ve felt them since I’ve been here. I got so nostalgic seeing the photo of my bed with mosquito net in the tree house that I went to see about renting it again next year and extending my stay by a month. Two months by the ocean and one in the treehouse.
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I’ve been known to nearly knock myself silly trying to get the skeeter to go away. Tree house. What a great place, ‘cept for the bugs.
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