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My Teddy Bear
You are my teddy bear
So soft and smooth
With love so strong
We have nothing to lose
You are my teddy bear
As soft as silk
You are my goodness
You are my goodnight milk
You are my teddy bear
My midnight hug
You are my comfort
The one I love
You are my teddy bear
The one I like to cuddle tight
You are my teddy bear
That helps me sleep at night
Gillian Sims
A Thousand Pictures
If I could paint a thousand pictures
Each one would be of you
I would place them all around my room
So I wouldn’t feel so blue
I know you would always be close
So close to my heart
If you were ever away
I know we’d never be apart
My eyes would follow you around my room
To admire my pictures of you
I would go to sleep well rested
Not feeling at all blue
I would dream of you looking at me
Whilst I silently sleep
I would breathe you in the morning
My pictures of you to keep
Gillian Sims
Walking by Landmarks
~
I took a walk outside the other day
And realized the world has remained the same
The fields are changing as the
Clouds build their quiet momentum
But the stroll is a similar cadence
One can never be moving too soon
While in life missing steps
Would be
A bit nerve wracking
~
I took a walk outside the other day
Skies with their hue of golden blues
Will always brighten my day
Even as the wind’s ice take form
I seek a quiet comfort internally
Only to recognize again
The sudden calm’s change
Might be
A tad unrelenting
~
I took a walk outside the other day
And questioned what occurs
When my mind begins to sway
Off course into a never-land
Of energy no less endearing
Yet driven by our world’s demands.
Could be
A new awakening
~
I took a walk outside the other day
And when I listened to the sweet melody
Of simple pleasure in nature’s Grace
I could imagine a peace
A love of beauty and delight
Shed all aspects of the past
Only to relish a newer day again
Will we
Ever make allowances
~
I took a stroll while on a new avenue today
Noted the people’s intent to thrive in the gray
~
Thom Amundsen
http://thinkingoutloudagain.wordpress.com
A PLACE WHERE LOVE BEGINS – Promote Yourself
Not in the past where your tempests raged;
Or in the future, when unknown forces could shatter dreams;
Not in your soul, skewered by hatred and resentment;
Only in the present, as an open heart awaits.
Not by running from what is given;
Or hiding in bitterness and acrid thoughts;
Not in your head, where too many goals are left unfulfilled;
Only in hope, not beyond your reach.
Not in innocence lost or violence found;
Or misguided battles, conflicts unresolved;
Not in your body, ravaged with time and pain;
Only in forgiveness of yourself.
Not in others’ perceptions of who you are;
Or finding reasons to run from promise;
Not in your losses, though hard to bear;
Only in taking her hand; reaching for the sun.
Wendy Shreve
: EVERY TIME I WRITE – Promote Yourself
Every time i write you get a preview
it’s easy to say i want, but in reality i need you
sometimes i want to lay with you as you sleep
then whisper my name in your ears & watch you squirm in between the sheets
I’ll
keep nourishing your feelings so plate me
no part of us in the menu includes maybe
cause i’m breakfast, lunch & dinner daily
food for thought you’re appreciated greatly
i’m
a whisper & a thought
cause honestly the true you i want to unlock
i just want to love you as i do myself
you & i combined will always equal oneself
I
will save her in my youth with a cape
& in old age with a cane
she will always have a place
in my heart, body & soul cause my brain is all yours
every time i write is for it to be appealing to you when i explore
your deepest thoughts of course
I
just want you to know; while others take you for granted
i’ll love you the way you’ve always wanted
& this is coming from the bottom
i fall, better yet fell for you before autumn
you may have not been looking for unconditional love, but in me you’ve found him
Lino Robles
TORMENTORS – Promote Yourself
Go back to sleep my dear
that is what they always say
it was all just a bad dream
or perhaps light casting shadows from the window.
Go back to sleep my dear
do they not see?
do they not hear what I hear?
I just want them to stop
Go back to sleep my dear
dream pleasant dreams
as if I have control?
it is when I am awake at night that I am most afraid anyway
Go back to sleep my dear
everything will be alright in the morning
they do not understand
morning may not arrive for me
Yes, I will go back to sleep
perhaps to join my tormentors in their obvious agony
for an eternity of crying out at night
as if woken from a horrible dream
I will go back to sleep
maybe then they will see and hear
and I will whisper from the grave
go back to sleep my dears……….
Hope you all enjoy. I am truly having fun expressing myself through my darker imagination. Drop by my blog anytime.
JMC813.wordpress.com.
JMC here again. While being my second post to poetree creations, this was my first effort at poetry for the public.
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and until then, keep writing
JMC
A Little Prayer – Promote Yourself
Before I sleep, when the night’s at peace;
I caIl on Him with the dancing bees;
I don’t do this for you to be pleased;
but for me to be able to live with ease.
Trials and hardships have tested my faith;
A way out isn’t a problem ‘cause there is to create;
There are a lot of things that I wish to state;
but it is for you to discover, so go and change the fate!
As time passes by, we all move along;
Trying to find the place where we really belong;
Some are confused but please don’t get them wrong;
Because they couldn’t have seen yet the lyrics of the song.
There are problems that seem to last forover;
Stand up, face them, be strong and clever;
Don’t forget that you can cry on His shoulder;
You’ll feel a lot better when you say a little prayer.
Shavaun Lemieux
Last night
A gang of good intention
Came clamouring at his door.
‘Go away. You know I’m sleeping!’
‘Open up, or else we’ll let you know what for!’
‘Why bug me in the night-time?
My dreams should bring some rest.’
’Not in your case, matey,
We know what’s for the best.
We’ve come to jolt your thinking
About things you ought to do
To help you and other people
With all you’re going through.’
‘Look, I’m not wanting to be saintly.
Let me alone. Just leave me be.
Go and find real holy persons.
Allow my conscience to be free.
Farewell, you good intentions.
Get you gone now, off you go.
Let me relapse to mindlessness.
My final word is No!’
So away they crept, these spirits.
Dispirited they went.
And he, alone, could slumber on,
To selfishness hell-bent.
Ron Gardner, 22/9/11
The Life That I have – Your favourite poem
The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours
The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.
A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours.
Keep me warm
Keep me warm…..
Keep me safe……
Wrap me up, surround me
With your warm embrace……
Breathe my name …….
In my ear…..
Whisper sweet, beautiful things
Only I can hear……
Make me smile……
Give me hope…….
Let the world go by slowly
While you hold me……
Drift to sleep…….
Holding me…..
Let me hear you breathe softly
As I am bound in your embrace……
I fall asleep….
In your warmth…..
Snuggled tight and smiling
I fall asleep…..
The sleepwalker
Like a ghost
Your face is white
You walk silently
Through the night,
You sleep walk
From room to room
Clinging to the hope
It will be daylight soon,
Your Victorian silhouette
Flickers across the wall
You tiptoe down the stairs
Then stop and hug the crimson hall.
You open your eyes
In front of the mirror
You don’t like
The person uncovered,
When asleep
You could bury
All of your memories to keep
By Gillian Sims