Lora Lee: Favorites

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

South-by-Southwest

There in the tears of joy
Sings a round moon assuming
Calling to me come home
and be free
Never so astounding
the love flows unfounded
My dear one
won't you come home
Time is fleeting
for those that lingered
now hear they
are weeping
Oh , my dear one
be strong , have faith
let your soul come on home

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

Human Beauty

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

zebra

Human Beauty

when i am huddled
in glooms dark corner
there is a human beauty
in being devastated by ****** impulses

Other's, those objects of desire
are like fiends of an uncertain music
that turn the heart into a stammering blush

I sniff the scent of flesh labyrinths and causeways
glitter toes and derrières
pom pom pie and brazen limbs

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
I want to **** them all

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

Find Someone

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

zebra

Find Someone

"Find someone who is proud to have you, scared to lose you, fights for you, appreciates you, respects you, cares for you, and loves you unconditionally"....
But what if they dont turn you on?
…...

"Maybe if I start telling people their brain is an app they'll start using it."

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

fragments

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

M Vogel

fragments

And when she had
e x p e r i e n c e d   each part
   of herself--

in each part-
a healing

each part-
its newfound expression

each part-
finally comfortable
with the other parts
   of who she is--

when the sum of the whole
in itself became whole

   then she became whole.

And I
no longer needed
to go so many  d i f f e r e n t
places

or press my face
to so many different
faces

just so that  I
might find her.

02/2016

#xo #x #ox

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

that one time, while on my way out the back door..

Nov 2019 Lora Lee

M Vogel

that one time, while on my way out the back door..

Ambushed..
yeah, just like that.

Heart-lit, little star-glows,  holding
all of the universe in their  young,
galaxy-dust  laden hands
changing, an until-now-thought
predestined plan..

launched, at me like love-laced
little mortar rounds,  sent by
something.. all-too-sneaky, maternal--

lips, oh my goodness..
      this is all so very unfair.

And all I wanted to do is just leave.
and all I wanted to do  is just sneak away,  unloved.
Maybe in the next life,
though,  I doubt it--

those angels that she talks to..
      they are as sneaky as she is

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket.
She wears a cross around her neck.
Yes, the hair is from a little boy,
and the cross- from someone she has not met..

well.. not yet.
Says, she talks to angels,
says, they all know her name.
https://youtu.be/lgYTTM6BfjU

#love #hope #faith #perseverance

Oct 2019 Lora Lee

Summer in Kasserine

Oct 2019 Lora Lee

Lazhar Bouazzi

Summer in Kasserine

Look at the dormant summer noon
Drowsing by the pregnant tree
And lulled to his vision of the moon
By a wandering honey bee
Whose songs are so sweet and subdued
Like a score of apples waiting in
A cluster
Not knowing when they will be plucked
So they, too, hung on a sleeper’s specter.

© LazharBouazzi, TUNISIA