"lani" poems
Up I go tarred tower chamber, and molten bed
Scaling igneous shingles, hard lava my flight impossible
Crawling lofty ambitions in metallic heat resistant robe, slippers
Texting my last, "I love you"'s before kissing Pele's mouth
She is kindness and showers me in ashen snow
Welcomes with sulfured gas and acid rain intoxicants
Heady now, provocative bubbles glow, spit, reaching her tempting ****
Eyes pop, burst, char, sizzle, every nerve ending cauterized
Magnanimous one takes me, I evaporate in Aiiaka-noho-lani
Given to the Great Cloud Holder to be carried off
See my dreams fulfilled in droplets shimmering on rainbows
Touching down on sprouting new ground
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 10:34 AM UTC
I can’t wait for the hour
At the end of the week
So I can spend time with
My five minute friends
We share stories of hope
About our confused lives.
Being taught coping skills
To know wrong from right.
We talk about deep feelings ,
We all start to love.
We thank God himself
From the heavens above.
I call this a kinship,
A great understanding,
Of how we all think
To know we’re not damaged.
I thank you all for showing up
During the snow or the sun,
When we’re been silent with tears
Or loud from the fun.
What would I do at the hour
At the end of the week
If I couldn’t spend time with
My five minute friends.
-written by-
Lani Gesch
May 1,2018
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 2:28 PM UTC
my love we have had some wonderful times
being with you i get a taste of your grape vines
juicy and sweet from the very core
drowning ideas from your mouth pour
abruptly dreams flutter around my room
every single one about you not letting yourself bloom
i'm not quite sure why your interest is on her
but i'm confronting this continuous blur
i have loved you from the moment i saw your eyes
just because it was you, i adored all your lies
hearing your pain on a late friday night call
restriction of comforting you makes me ball
for you're my paint, and tonight ill be making you into how i see you
as art as love as beauty as mine at heart, but you have never had a clue
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
lani outstandi putting shreds of egocentric sludge
on the table shoving mushing into a glob of pulpy info
everything you you say matters more than the point of everything its self because you understand it so much better
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Jim jam Morrison head
you know better than me the doors are your ****
loose lips and rotting teeth from all the conspiracies you spit
get your jaws in line buckeroo all you want is to be a white lighter too
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hey listen close taunt her taunter
get me to say things thinking youre the king
never admit that youre the **** because people just know that about your oh so sly self thinking you trick me and leaving me out to dry you play it so friendly im not surprised
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC