"lorna" poems
Looks down at me.
Has empathy but mistakes it for pity.
Treats me like charity and never gives.
Has a car seat but no ******* kids.
She runs us.
She runs us.
Our lady of hope.
She is the future,
She is the horoscope.
A dream of white fences,
And black and yellow dogs.
With red hydrants and green cops.
And fires burning the logs.
Dining and romancing.
Firehouse roses and silk beds.
Miles Davis and the sweet soul.
The jazz we burn over a bowl.
Through the city streets, through the empty malls, and vacant houses.
As we pass brothers, and sisters, and mothers, and fathers, and lovers, and many haters, and twice as many sheep.
To find home and self medicate while I can.
The elastic squish,
Of flesh and juice,
And sheets, and sweat.
Which felt like steam when it rolled.
Smoking. OH HOW SWEET!
HOW SWEET THE DRAG!!
How it filled and thrilled.
As we ashed and smashed.
The coma, the aftermath.
The limbo of luxury.
The ***** of salutatory.
In my bed, I mean her bed.
If we were one, I mean if we’re one.
Then the bed is ours.
Death and dying,
Life and living.
Lives desperately trying.
Love it and we will buy it.
Teach me to be.
Help me to cry.
Hold me till I see.
You can be me, and I can be you.
Walk together, all we do.
Fights for peace.
We’ll die for hate.
Oh delusion, how sweet the escape.
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 3:02 AM UTC
Lorna Cagann, yes.
A Tyrannasaurus Rex?
No. I am Human.
Apr 23, 2010
Apr 23, 2010 at 11:59 AM UTC
Woman was not made to alone
Yet there is no calls on her phone
Woman was not made to hate
Bitterness has become her date
Woman was made to feel
But too much too soon
she can’t deal
I was made to do more than cry
But it’s all I do
Please explain why.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC
he is one of the greatest dancers of all time but you only look at her
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 7:30 PM UTC
I wanna see Angels like Lorna sees them today
Please give me the sight, Angel's, please show me the way
Seen puffs of clouds and sparkles of blue and pink
I want to see more please, more distinct.
I want to see feathers, vivid colors displayed
I want to hear the harps of the angelic music played
I want to see them smiling at me
I want to see one, no two, NOO Three!!
Given the gift to hear spirits from the other side
Want them to come through, please please I cry!!
I have looked in the sky and seen'em lookin down
thru the clouds
I am in awe, and I am just like....WoW!!!!!!!!!!
I love and rely on my guardian Angel Jeanine
She knows what I do and she has seen what I see
I know she is there about 3 feet behind.
She is so quiet, full of loyality and so loving and kind
To come into this world with me from the womb
Then to stay behind me silently but with warnings of doom
She gives me signs and I know that I receive them.
I feel mine is a female and not definitely a him
Please always Jeanine know that love I have for you
Its for me, soley me that you do what you do.
God assigned you to me and I definitely agree
If you were not here, then I might not be me.
So please let me see more Angels appear
Let me feel them when they are near
I promise I will treat them with all the love in my heart
But for now thanks allowing the puffs of clouds and the pink and blue sparks.
Thank you for the ones that form from the beautiful clouds
and sky
Thank you for letting them be near me hearing their wings when i have cried
Thank you God for the Angels. I will will say it a million times
I feel them always in my heart when I hear the church bell chime.
I feel them when I have an issue or sick
I feel them when I am happy and feel Good about this Chick!!
I feel they help my family friends and so many Souls
I feel they are in the trees the sky and when the wind blows
So again I wanna see the Angels Like Lorna can
Reach out Reach out and Just hold my Hand!!
xoxoxoxo
Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 4:38 PM UTC