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 Oct 2013 Allison
soul in torment
Morpheous...

lend me thy dreams

that I
may know

sleep
 Oct 2013 Allison
soul in torment
Oh where oh where is mister bear?
Beneath the bed? Behind the chair?
He is not here he is not there
Oh where oh where is mister bear?

I closed my eyes and counted slow
I've looked up high I've looked down low
I've searched the house from top to toe
oh where oh where did teddy go?

I searched and searched and searched some more
behind the blinds and bathroom door
from attic roof to basement floor
and out around the Apple store

The garage checked the outhouse too
and even checked the barbecue
Beneath the ash and up the flue
oh where oh where dear Ted are you?

Not in the pool or by the slide
Or on the swings he loves to ride
not in the leaves now crisp and dried
oh mister Ted where did you hide?

Olly olly oxen free
please come on out you've beaten me
as now it's time to eat our tea
oh where oh where can teddy be

Oh here I am behind you so
I followed you so quiet and slow
and all the time you did not know
he chuckled soft and fell down low

Oh mister Ted you silly bear
what happy times we too do share
and don't we make a funny pair
playing our games without a care

Now time for tea as dad's made steak
and Mommas baked us both a cake
to wash it down there's ice cream shake
we'll eat until our bellies ache.

Then brush our teeth and into bed
to softly rest our sleepy head
and don't forget your prayers I said
or that I love you mister Ted
the lord bless you and keep you
the lord lift his countenance upon you
and give you peace
and give you peace
and give you peace
the lord make his face to shine upon you...
and be gracious
unto you
the lord, be gracious unto you.

Amen
A song I sang in my high school choir.
 Oct 2013 Allison
soul in torment
I became an ***** donor
long before

I gave

my heart away
 Oct 2013 Allison
soul in torment
Oh shall we play space men today
and build a rocket Ted
we need two suits some gloves and boots
and helmets for our head

A packing crate stood tall and straight
dad's funnel placed on top
three books so thin each one a fin
and Mommies broken mop

A beanbag chair we two can share
and buttons we can push
some sandwiches and light switches
and cans of Orange crush

Some dials and springs and other things
we found in daddies shed
now that looks neat so take a seat
and start the countdown Ted

We watched the stars that once so far
where now within our grip
Count ten to one ignition on
Blast off in rocket ship

The silver moon would greet us soon
as upward we both sped
through clouds of white to black of night
just me and mister Ted

The rocket turned as thrusters burned
as we altered our course
for here you see the gravity
Had very little force

We journeyed forth toward the north
by meteor and star
as comets whizzed and pinged and fizzed
and flew both near and far

We passed the plough and saw a cow
jump clean over the moon
then stations manned prepared to land
beside a giant dune

Beneath our feet a silver sheet
of fallen stars and sand
and as we two took in the view
Ted held me by the hand

The solar breeze blew round our knees
and tickled as it passed
time now to go yes Ted I know
this day has gone so fast

seated inside we watched the tide
So slowly ebb and flow
then 10 to 1 zero and gone
we raced the mornings glow

home safe and sound we kissed the ground
and ran in for our tea
I turned to Ted and softly said
the moon just winked at me

What shall we be next time said he
cowboys or maybe kings
I do not know I whispered low
let's see what morning brings
not always an overcoming bliss...
love is...
conversing with a friend over a sad event that happened in there day,
stopping for a minute in the playground with your brother to play
showing steps in a math problem for your little sister
spreading the cheese over the lasagna for your mom and her mister
carrying grocery bags to an elderly person's car
picking up a **** in a yard
letting someone know some insight you have on a particular action
looking into someone's eyes and absorbing how they feel (for a minute, forget attraction)

doesn't have to be relatable.
doesn't have to be fun.
but this is the kind of love,
that when you give it,
you can't help but feel
some warmth coming from somewhere out there
and unwillingly, unknowingly
makes it's way inside your heart.
 Oct 2013 Allison
maybella snow
two brothers
twins, one blonde hair
one brown        

one drowned himself and    
is now six feet down  
one smoking six packets      
to try and drown thoughts

one knew me  
as happy
one knows me
as sad    

one broke down
deep cuts and burns  
one is breaking  
shallow cuts, burnt lungs

i love the brown-haired
scared
dead
brother

i'm falling for the blonde-haired
lonely
alive
brother

they both love me
one will never return
is it time to save myself?
..and him?
is it right?
or are we both
just sad and
lonely?

and now, you've dyed your hair brown
and you look exactly like him
don't die on me
 Oct 2013 Allison
SE Reimer
gravity
 Oct 2013 Allison
SE Reimer
did you ever ride a shooting star
have you ever touched the moon
has the milky way unraveled for you
all her pearls and sweet perfume
do the constellations rise
at the setting of her sun
have you ever found a love 
who you knew would be the only one
long before you'd launched your ship
before you'd even set your course
you knew deep within your heart
you'd been drawn to her like gravity
*... quite by force!
how does an eighteen year old make a life-mate decision?  can he claim any credit, any whatsoever, at that age...  a teen male at that?  or does he just admit to anyone who wonders, she is a gift from God who gave him everything he didn't know he wanted in a wife!
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