Best Loaner Poems
The fall of man
Can be heard outside my window.
Miles away,
Broken bones
Fractured smiles
Life’s a tidal wave with many trials.
Desolate islands dwell within
Until you allow Jesus to enter in.
Parasites,
Plagued you for quite sometime
Dulling your radiant, God given shine.
My loaner love,
The sun has set,
But, I know
I won’t have to live in regret.
The day Jesus touched you
I saw with my own two eyes
for a moment, in time ,you were truly alive.
Your heart it thrived
You felt no need to strive.
Over flowing with desire
Dreaming about a better tomorrow.
Your touch became flesh
While History lingered in the air
I danced with an angel delightfully rare.
But,
Suddenly, you turned away
The devils lie came back for its prey
The fight,
The battle,
It wore you out
You forgot what life was all about
And now you rest
In heavens arms
Safe and Whole
The Torment is gone.
For the very first time
The voids have been erased
Now you see God
face to face.
By: Sabina Nicole
Dedicated: Louis James
The heart of an angel
I love you....I know I will see you again
Decided to rent out my heart, I'm known as a happiness loaner
My love of this earth and all things beautiful do totally runneth over
With my advancing years it seems
My love has become more extreme
But please be aware the heart that I offer is really only a loaner
© Jack Ellison 2015
Little lost weenie ---
Shivering in the fog
Skimpy coat, bulging bones
Strayed too far from her home
I don't keep --ggie food
(Ain't no spoiled picky prude!)
(I'll settle for a smidge)
Well, let's look in the fridge...
Scarf down six sweet pickles?
(The starvin' ain't fickle!)
Box of Raisin Bran gone
You won't be here at dawn...
Good LORD you gettin' fat
As a lazy house-cat!
Gotta' find your real owner
So you're just a loaner...
Many months pass...Alas!
You're a pain in the ass!
Damn! I grumble and grouch
You have chewed up my couch!
Don't you jump on my lap!
Swear to GOD I will slap
Just a snooze now, ya' hear?
While I sip a cold beer...
I SAW A NICE BEHIND AT WALMART
IS IT YOURS?
That behind isn't a loaner
She walks like she owns it
Don't think of phoning her
She'll turn that behind around
And bend you upside down
Finkle Rat and Derby Cat
Opened up a specialty shop
Which was running rather smoothly
Till kids teeth began to rot
For what it was they sold were
Candy apples, Sugar Cubes, and Lemon Drops
With Fizzie Soda to make their quota
On the loaner they had got
You see the latest shipment of Fizzies
Came from the loan shark Marco Mole
To save themselves a buck or two
Our naive friends both sold their souls
And Marco doesn't care about
Any kids or their rotten teeth
Cause he also owns a piece of Charlie Cockroach
The dentist down the street
If Love Liberates
I seek high and I seek low for inspiration,wanting this life to be amazing and dreams that come true with no limitation.
I feel free when in love and free just hanging out with you in the park, but why then only when we say goodnight my happiness
subsides and I am left to wonder why while laying alone in the dark.
It's so true the best dreams do happen while I am awake, so why do we flee from a dream when realizing what's at stake.
I've known the loneliness of a loaner and the pain that grows wild within, love and my dreams went together all along and waited on me to begin.
If love liberates then let me own it with whatever little is left of me, because I need with the deepest inner most thought's of my being to finally be loved free.
W
and the stars rain on you
like snow.... let intuition rule the day
and wonder allwhatabout you don't know...
for tomorrow is still on borrowed
time today, and today's really just the
same anyway... back to the under - toe:
ime calling unto you
cause i dont know what to do
the sand giving way
underfoot
towing me away
to where angels often put
sagebrush candles
drywash weathered vanes
rusted simple somethings that mean
just the same
as the feeling I get
when calling yr name....
under big sky country, the sun is On...it hunts me,
but when birds go back to nest, when seabreeze in from the coast
doth grace yr bodystyle most, blowing with blue coolness
out here in this burnt obscure desert roast,
the wait before weather comes
and goes is all to know
in between the frontal fronts
and loaner lows...
the under - toes
& lunar nose...
pops a pose,
then goes...
body am owner
no longer are a loaner
became body donor
what would make me mad
cheated counting hanging chad
which we knew was bad
hard been hard to bare
chiropractor met my prayer
now can climb each stair
my back has an arch
now stand straight when we march
in clothes is much starch
hurt from head to feet
to adjust he did repeat
my pain did deplete
back was out of line
adjusted back which is mine
now am feeling fine
i am in front of you
i am on your side
i am something
you can't see with eyes
just like a whisper
warm as a breath
strong as the thing
inside your chest
i am not many
i am only one
i follow no man
i follow the sun
an i walk alone
so they call me a loaner
i have no leash
so i have no owner
when i finally do stop
it will be my choice
they can take my mind
but not my voice
i won't change my words
for the powers that be
i am a force
the force of me
If Love Liberates
I seek high and I seek low for inspiration,wanting this life to be amazing and dreams that come true with no limitation.
I feel free when in love and free just hanging out with you in the park, but why then only when we say goodnight my happiness
subsides and I am left to wonder why while laying alone in the dark.
It's so true the best dreams do happen while I am awake, so why do we flee from a dream when realizing what's at stake.
I've known the loneliness of a loaner and the pain that grows wild within, love and my dreams went together all along and waited on me
not to flee but to begin.
If love liberates then let me own it with whatever little is left of me, because I need with the deepest inner most thought's of my being to finally be loved free.
W... Truth
Good morning bookstore owner,
here my new book is a loaner.
It is a must read,
it will turn your young readers head.
It is about silly yellow ducks not red,
shaking their feathers and counting ahead.
The kids will love this fun book,
fill your shelf so they can take a look.
A
loan
a loaner
home or car
separate lives
alone AT home
but NEVER alone
we are never alone
take L from love
add to alone
it becomes
ALL ONE
ONE
&
A
l
l
Little stray dog
Lost in the fog
All skin and bone
Where is your home?
Got no pet-food
(YOU ain't no prude!)
Just want a smidge
Let's look in the fridge...
Scarf down sweet-pickles?
(The starvin' ain't fickle!)
Raisin bran gone
Still here at dawn...
LORD, you gettin' fat
As a lazy house-cat
But you're just a loaner
('Til I find your true owner)
TOY TRAIN
I recall delighting in it
When I was five-and-a-bit
A toy train - very nice.
Engine, to be precise
Green, shining, new
Dream come true;
Biggest best train I ever had
I lost it soon afterwards - bad.
Was it mine or maybe a loaner, say?
A prop from the school play?
Must have been a loaner
But I looked high and low for its owner
Weeks, months passsed
Nowhere to be found, alas
Maybe it was just a dream train
The stuff of castles-in-Spain,
Unfulfilled toy-dreams -
And like all childhood eye-gleams
No matter how enraptured
Dreams can never be recaptured
Decided to rent out my heart, I'm known as a happiness loaner
My love of this earth and all things beautiful do totally runneth over
With my advancing years it seems
My love has become more extreme
But please be aware the heart that I offer is really only a loaner