Best Lynette Poems
"Lynette"
See the Divine -
her feathers
shimmering,
she's close
but hidden
within
the Seraphim
wings
her imprint
invisible yet
all enveloping
quietly
wrapped around you
extraordinarily
she is glistening
her golden words
within you
there
she watches you,
she's your HOME
She's always there
your protection,
you think she left long ago
she walks beside you
in your dreams
there she smiles
her mind in yours
blood never
closes her doors
she is royal
sealed
she never left you
she is real
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
My friend Lynette....
As we face tomorrow, let us live each day like it's our last.
Along the way you may experience sorrow, but that too will pass!
My friend Lynette...
Heartache is like pulling a tooth, it can make you cry.
But love is the ultimate truth and all else is a lie!
My friend Lynette...
Your burdens I will bare, and comfort you in my arms.
I'll protect you I swear, and shelter you from all harm.
My friend Lynette...
My advice I freely give, for I've been-there-done-that.
Though I've faced death, I live! And past struggles have trained me for combat!
My friend Lynette...
If you need someone to talk too, you can always count on me.
My word is true and no matter what you say or do, I'm here for eternity!
My friend Lynette...
Time reveals all, and I'll be by your side till the end.
And although we stumble and fall, your honor I'll always defend!
My friend Lynette...
Let me take away your fears and that way you'll never be afraid.
If a window of opportunity appears, don't pull down the shade!
My Friend Lynette...
Just always remember this, hearts don't break, they just bend.
I'll seal this with a kiss, always and forever, your friend!
*Wrote for my fellow poet and friend Lynette c. (you wanted advice;))
A NIGHT OF FUN WAS WHAT WE ENJOYED
SANS YOUNG TRACY AND THE JOVIAL BOY
THE BAND WAS ROCKING
WE WERE NOT STOPPING
TO REMINISCE AND DANCE OH WHAT A JOY!
Written 01/03/2015
After a wonderful reunion with friends missed for thirty years
Lynette "Squeaky" Fromme,
With Charles Manson did roam.
Tried to assassinate President Ford,
A prison cell was her reward.
2013
Lynette was attached to the ambiance of the seventies.
She had a shag rug with large loops and flecks of silver.
Bulb like globs floated in her six lava lamps.
She replaced her accelerator pedal with a weird bare foot pedal.
Her house featured peace signs, happy faces, and free love slogans.
My favorite piece was a Volkswagen bus planter that yelled “perky”.
But in actuality, I liked the entire set up – her car and her house.