Lena Poems - Poems about Lena

It's with great sadness when I say that we won't see her anymore. Lena died in March of 2020 and she was born in March of 1944. She is survived by her husband who is my Uncle James. Losing such a special person is sad and it's also a shame. James Greene Junior and Sharon Redmond are her two...

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Lena thought she found Ole’s secret brew In a pot it was left to stew She took out her dip And took a big sip Now Ole is both black and blue...

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white of the birch winter the cold seeps into old bones Lena stare cold only to those who have not met her heart Siberian dreams my white russian melts in winters wind confessions I give red lips made me sin the spy within...

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Lena Lane 1894-1912 Dying at 18 was my punishment from God. “Bless me Heavenly Father, for I have sinned.” Johnny Barrow found the silk ribbon, The only man man enough to look for it; For I did not resist his insistent male charms, That day in Turnbull, that rich awkward moment in time, When two decided heartbeats and one determined hand, Found...

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Photos Dipped in wine Tear drops Emotional scares Upon my face The past stares right back Into my broken windows Baby boy With teddy bear nightmares Grown up man Fighting his monsters War of the depressed mind I fought no real war Other than my own dancing demons Now each word and thought attacks me My demise My destitution Stare at myself outside the broken door Broken memories Broken shelf Broken wings and sins Eating away No...

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i had a girl man, she said she loved me one day she was gone she said she loved dope more than she loved me one day she was gone ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ now let me tell you how many, many many days i felt the cold inside me 'cause of her sinfull ways now i don't want to miss her but anyway i...

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Effortless strangers along the beach, Hoards of people, so strange to me. Buoyed islands and mast sails that spreading distance of light, Embers on rod trails to grey shadows night. Clock face and churchyard a step from the shore, Man made extrusions, a chilling curtail. Treading the slipway the life raft is rung, For lime wash on corners, a plea from the...

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My sweet Lena lies here with her pastiche....

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Lena Townsend Lena Townsend, an angel is she She lifts one's spirit, and sets you free In her voice if you listen, you'll find a cure Such words of wisdom, she's an angel for sure Always she's there in times of need With encouraging words, she will plant the right seed She's love, light and kindness, sent from above Forever my heart, my...

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MY SISTER LENA Cold Don water floods my mouth And people laugh oblivious. My young life is lost, But as cold arms clutch me, My sweet finder-sister Challenges the flow – Lena. The nightmare’s black fingers choke Me, alone in the terrifying dacha, Stars calmly unblinking at my panic. My ordeal ends...

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Who would of thought my life would change by going to a bar? Just had the clothes on my back and a little money... Didn't even have a car. The moment I saw her sitting there, I couldn't help but stare. A total hottie, a hell of a body, great style, and red hair. She turned and looked right...

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