absorbed in contemplation
wherein time disappears
save by the alarm clock ringing
we cannot return to this world
to perform the chores we need to do
or have so decided to undertake
call it forgetfulness
or a priority shift
we now activate
timer on our phone
otherwise the eggs will over boil
When
defeat
looms loud and clear.
Listen for bell to sneer
your opponent with thwart and fraught,
giving time to recover your resolve,
with quick quench refresh awaiting
restart
bell
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5 June 2017
I am saved by the bell
It rings oh it rings
I was asleep
Jostled by the blazing sound
Ahh where am I?
In a dreamy land or a promised land
Seemed I had walked too far
My journey was treacherous
But I kept on
With the sound of Your calling
Kept moving on
Didn't know when it's going to end
Or it will end
But I'll let You quench me
Because only You who knows my thirst
Quench me, Spirit
Douse me with Holy fire
Consume me
Till I am no more
But a speck in Your eyes
Ahh I don't want to be just a speck
I want to be around - just to serve You
Unless You don't want to be served
And that is fine
I'll serve myself
Dinner at 7
T.V. time at 8
Bed time by 9
Is that my schedule?
No
Some old lady's
I don't have a schedule
Because my schedule is on Your time
Haha
Take it well, my Spirit
And don't let me falter
'Cause I can be flat on my face
And scream out Your name
At which time, you know why
But kidding aside
I wouldn't know what to do with my time anyway
Except calling out Your name
Yeah I think I'll do that :)
I was enjoining my afternoon siesta
Just wearing my knickers no vest’a
When the noise of the fire bell arose
Oh heck I was wearing few clothes
My hubby said ‘Jan that’s the bell’
I said ‘On no!’ With a yell
I jumped out of bed with a leap
Found all my clothes in a heap
I struggled to find my white vest
(It covers my large hairy chest)
Phew! The sound of the bell it did stop
So back into bed I did hop
30th October 2014
Jan Allison
Clock ticking like crazy while my teacher is explaining
Scribbling on my paper during the time that is remaining.
Watching the clock religiously as if time would speed up
the teacher takes a sip from his big blue coffee cup.
Due to his monotony I have no idea what hes speaking about.
as he writes on the white board I try to tune him out.
Interrupted while thinking about what lunch is today
my teacher asks about the topic and if I have anything to say.
He stares at me rudely as a smirk spreads on his face
I know hes secretly excited that he gets to put me in my place.
I stutter as I try to remember what exactly he was asking
I wouldn't be in this dilemma if I was good at multitasking.
Press my lips together and hope the bell will ring
but I feel as helpless as a baby bird with a broken wing.
Maybe my facial expression will make the teacher think I'm pondering
even though he knows this whole time my mind has been wandering.
Teacher bows his head in complete and utter frustration
I knot my eyebrows together in false concentration.
The teacher clears his throat but its not heard very well
because at this moment I have been saved by the bell!
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