Best Jeanne Poems
Oh god was quick; so were we
to come so unexpectedly.
In final sleep we held your hand;
wept shocked tears in neverland.
Awakened, you to daylight,
how cruel his sun so bright,
to darken day before the moon,
before was quite not afternoon.
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
October 10, 2012
Poem For Deacon Jeanne Miller
Was amazed when I found my worst enemy
Actually ended up being I, myself and me
Throughout all of time and deep into space
And, of course, it was me setting the pace.
Out of complete control turned out being
And only myself who was worth seeing
Had an ego within my bright, big head
If only I had listened to God instead.
Should know that blessed will be the one
Who gave God credit for what they had done
It is He who I have religiously recognized
While devil down deep there is disguised.
With devil many times I have been annoyed
God removed my sins and then devil destroyed
A tremendous thought from God did did occur
Instead of him what if Devil had been a her.
So ho, ho, ho and have a very merry time
Up tree of life you will start to timidly climb
When gray, old and top you tried and reached
Was due to great sermon to people you preached.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
So blessed be our beloved Deacon Jeanne
Never short sighted but hard to see her bean.
O! Laurie-Jeanne, Laurie-Jeanne! Belle of my Heart!
Why did you have to fly?
From me who sang you a lullaby,
From the hospital room, ‘neath the thundering sky,
Beneath the thundering sky!?
O! I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the Wind, and the Sea,
And the scent of pine trees,
And all things that leave me astonished!
You said, you were breathless, on the night ere you left,
And I thought that the pills were too much,
And I kissed you on top of your holy head,
And then in the morning, my Love, you were dead,
In the morning, my Love, you were dead.
O! I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the Wind, and the Sea,
And the scent of pine trees,
And all things that leave me admonished!
When I held your still hand, growing cold, growing cold,
And I cried like a babe, with abandon,
And I stayed for three hours, I prayed that sweet bowers
Would receive you, and sprinkle you with dewy showers
And sprinkle you with dewy showers…
O! I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the Wind, and the Sea,
And the scent of pine trees,
And all things that leave me unpunished!
In the end, I walked with you, as they took you away,
And I talked to them of love and marriage,
Tried to make them believe, though the eyes deceive,
That you must have a card up your sleeve, up your sleeve,
That you must have a card up your sleeve!
O! I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the Wind, and the Sea,
And the scent of pine trees,
And all things that leave me untarnished!
Now I see you bright, standing, clothed all in pure white,
And my Faith undergoes transformation,
For, you stand there, as Real, as the warmth that I feel,
And your Heart’s like a diamond, your strength is like steel,
And your diamond-Heart Strength is like steel!
O! I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the Wind, and the Sea,
And the scent of pine trees,
And all things that rise, undiminished!
Well I wouldn't want nobody'
to be standing in my shoes
Good Lord I love a woman
with a love that's bound to lose
Ya know she makes me feel so good
Oh she makes me feel so fine
There's just one little problem though
This woman isn't mine
Lord I think it ain't her fault
and I hope it's not mine
But good Lord either way it goes
it'll happen sometime
something bound to happen sometime.
on a dead end road
Sometimes I wonder if it's love
that makes us take the chances that we do
Sometimes I pray "Good Lord above
won't ya make her say she's through."
but when she goes on down with me
Oh I tell ya it's the living end
I throw my clothes on the floor
I kick the dog out the door
I throw my guilty conscience to the wind
Lord I pray it ain't her fault
and I hope it ain't mine
but Good Lord either way it goes
It'll happen sometime
somethings bound to happen sometime
on a dead end road
Oh I can't help but worry some
when she's lying in my bed
When the old man come busting through the door
and put a bullet in my head
I know my common sense and values
more than a little out of place
I tell myself when that day comes
I'm gonna die with a smile on my face
Lord I pray it ain't her fault
and I hope it mine
but Good Lord, either way it goes
it'll happen sometime'
somethings bound to happen sometime
on a dead end road
Most nights my thoughts go adrift
Sweet dreams I have of this girl,
who barely knows I exist
She is a dark Mediterranean beauty,
an around-the-way ghetto cutie
Of Jeanne, I dream
I dream of going on a date with
her
conversing with me ...
maybe even kissing me
Kissing me softly
I love this part of my dreaming of Jeanne
In my dream within a dream,
I am aroused by ethereal, teenage awakenings
Of Jeanne, I dream
I dream of going to a party with
her
dancing with me ...
maybe even hugging me
Holding my hand tenderly
I just hope I'm not tongue-tied
when I see her the next time
I'm gonna ask her for her phone number
Who knows,
she might even start dreaming of me