Life On The Moon




My grandfather, Herman Allison,
born in 1885, in Texas, once told me that when he was a schoolboy, a topic for debate was:

"Is the moon inhabited?"


~ Words and artwork by Russ Allison Loar
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All The King’s Horses



Where are those children
Who wanted to play?
Where are their toys,
Have they put them away?

Where is my son,
Has he grown up and gone?
My little daughter,
A child of her own?

All the king’s horses
And all the king’s men
Cannot put childhood
Together again.




~ By Russ Allison Loar
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Clocks



I don’t like early mornings
When I’m still asleep.
I don’t like early bedtimes,
Alone and counting sheep.

Why should I pay attention
To all those clocks I see?
I listen to them ticking.
They listen not to me.

~ Poem and artwork by Russ Allison Loar
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My Kitty Has A Dishrag



My kitty has a dishrag,
It’s pink and rough and wet,
She scrubs herself all over
When she comes home from the vet.




~ Poem and artwork by Russ Allison Loar
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