Everyone knows
that trolls are ugly with indeterminable
personality disorders & that
they cause trouble. I have a nest of them
living under the plywood floor
of my garden shed. I’m guessing
they’ve been coming out
at night & stealing sunflowers seeds
from the bird feeder.
My favourite trowel’s gone missing
and someone’s dug up the tulips.
But as long as they don’t
get into the house—start chewing
on computer cables, leaving faeces or
attempting identity theft—
perhaps we’ll be able to co-exist
somewhat peaceably…
Born in the decade of the last century when Elvis’s career was getting underway… And I live in Prince Edward Island, Canada, which is where I’ve spent almost all of my life, as an “Islander”. The prize for winning the Doire Press Second Annual International Poetry Chapbook Contest (2013) was the publication of my first poetry collection, The Invisible Girl which is available to order directly from me. It’s been a wonderful experience working with the great folks at Doire Press.
Abegail Morley 
I am very delighted to be the first to like this! Another quirky, fun ( ish) poem from Ms EE Nobbs with multiple layers as always.
We had a ‘troll’ in our house only my mum called him ‘Mr. Nobody’ 🙂 I too enjoyed the multiple layers in this poem – you read more into it at every read. Love the turn.
Ha! Quirky indeed — love the menace here, the move from myth to reality to ether…also like troll/trowel; clever!!!
Nice one Elly 🙂
Thanks folks 🙂 And thank you, Abi, for running such an appropriate submission theme at The Poetry Shed — and for giving us a chance to participate. Hurrah for The Poetry Shed !!!
Love it Elly. The trolls with the ‘indeterminable personality disorders’. Nothing more menacing than something you haven’t quite got a handle on. I’ve discovered we have Borrowers on our boat. Let’s hope they don’t start breeding with the Trolls – they’d take over the world.