Long Guardian angel Poems
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Shepherds exquisite rosie blushed skies
between seas of clouds drifting by
As the veil of evening spirituality rises,
the layers strip away
until thin enough to reveal
a night-time previously unseen
Work of art,
Heaven’s beauty
A Queen of the skies.
An air if intoxication
trips the mind
for a moment belief is enforced
Unveiled a Guardian Angel
set to watch over us,
protect us with love
Taken too quickly from our world,
this feminine stunner
with long black trailing locks
that reach mid back;
a mouth so hot,
sophisticated,
elegantly wrapped form
This spiritual purity,
so youthful;
is lifted to higher realms,
where as a winner,
her floral crown is raised before her
She watches with breath of reservation
Her eyes look on seductively
filled with knowing need
Enfolded with the love
of those that look up to her
Her premature wings
wrap her neck and shoulders,
fluffy, white as purest cotton wool.
Her time,
her pleasure,
her passion,
her promise,
her prize
Yours to seek and find
A picture perfect place in mind
Desire
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new,
The nine months and few hours in my arms held, are far as I can go.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
I must let go tiny fingers born in pain of child birth as you withdrew,
And sure my brown eyed girl will find a family with love to grow.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new.
Away now I must go, from new born dappled in soft rosy hue,
I pray they will be kind and bring a joy I'll never know.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
The station door now lit, no longer hides my tears from view,
Though fragile life started off in painful plan only God could bestow.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new.
The days go by slowly in whispered memory of winds that coldly blew,
and sound of a child's cries, left bereft, a bitter pill to swallow.
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
I saw you once again on TV with your loving parents who adopted two.
So wonderful they call you Naomi, though loss seemed only a moment ago.
I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new,
Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you.
One Last Walk
Falling, falling faster as my world comes crashing in
Shattered into pieces, a fragmented puzzled man
Blind sided catastrophically, recovery seems so rare
Wide eyed, open mouthed, jaw dropped into nowhere
What I thought so perfect, you thought the other way around
Cardiac arrest, dead chest, breath of no air, voice without sound
The pain in me categorically a level 10 on a disastrous scale
Falling through open space, a hopeless Jack A$$ with no tail
I thought that we were happy, I thought you were my best friend
Was it that easy to forget me, is he that much better of a man
If I die I'll go peacefully if true happiness is what you've found
This I thought you had with me as I smile teeth first into the ground
Please, please just remember me, look to the stars I'll be right there
My love for you is unconditionally, your Guardian Angel of despair
You have infected my entire Being, every part of me loves you so
One last time please hold my hand and walk with me before I go...
Written For Contest: Lost Love Free Verse or Rhyme
Hosted by:John Hamilton 05/12/17
WON 2nd PLACE IN CONTEST RESULTS
Inspired by The Lucky One, starring the lovely Taylor Schilling and inimitable Zac Efron. A beautiful and moving story. Life is precious and amazing. Let's appreciate it.
"Sometimes finding the light means passing through the deepest darkness."
The Lucky One
By Michelle Morris
06/01/2025
I was in a war zone, sweetheart
When I found your picture in the dirt
I became The Lucky One
Surviving every bullet and hurt
Like a Secret Talisman
Like a Guardian Angel sent from above
Your photograph kept me safe
Your Spirit kept me loved
Even though we hadn't met yet
Even though we were worlds apart
I carried my Gratitude for you each day
I carried it deep in my Heart
And when I returned to civilian life
I walked many miles to meet you
I wanted to thank you in person
But when we met, my words were muted
I couldn't bring myself to say them
I couldn't find the courage to share
Instead I worked for you
And appreciated the chance to care
Yes, there I found a Peace
Yes, there I found some Comfort
I melted my Fear and Isolation
I melted into your arms and pure Love
Our Love Story may not be perfect
But our Love Story is truly unique
And my Love for you is everlasting
It's a connection strong and deep
And one day when we're old and grey
And we look back on our lives
We can thank the lovely stars above
For urging our Souls to be inspired
© Michelle Morris, 2025
It is quite an honor to have a person smile upon you when they know nothing of you. Somehow the spirit of the void and the heavens looks favorable upon thy crown and mineth. Why does it happen when we are at different stages in our lives. A smile is powerful as it becomes stronger than a physical kiss. It is the only strike that does not physically hurt; however, the heart experiences faithful pain at the physiological level. In a different universe we would have been one. Maybe I am a troubadour that could sing of courtly love. I will not take you from anyone as that is a violation of my eternal pact with Allah. If Yahweh wills it to be a union, then they will make it so. Sometimes we make mistakes in our youth and then realize the mistake when we are older. It is not a moment of weakness as ‘I am that I am’ tries to restore a positive notion. If the notion is not met then there is a contingency for peace. When you smiled at me I felt peace. I still feel peace when you smile. My eternal vow is to never forget that you are a promise of what’s to come as I wait. You may not be the promised one; however, YHWH is speaking through you. Even my guardian angel is speaking. Sometimes the wounds of a friend can come from a soulful kiss in a smile, while the kisses of an enemy that are full of deceit come from the physical realm.
The sun rose this morning,
Some extra red --
I attribute that to atmospheric dust -- man a manic
Bulk-polluter – taking some personal blame
Last evening’s carousing did not serve A Higher Purpose.
Blank nights prone to bleed into equally unremarkable days –
Since your abrupt departure each dawn has
Become a perverse mirror of profound absence --
Bath and shave, check for new wrinkles, and missing parts
If poor maintenance an occasional inventory of animate sensibilities
Is a wise unscheduled meditation --
Cycles of nameless risings and numberless sets --
Beloved day-launches and warmth of after dusk glitters we shared
Till your guardian Angel took a vacation...or her jealous nature tragically revealed.
Fate and Faith, Worship Therapy mean little to a suffering human heart….
(8/10/12)
There was three of them in an old pickup truck
After drinking all night at the GOLDEN DUCK.
As the sun was coming up they was screamin and cussin
As to what to do next - they was fussin.
When seeing this sixteen year old riding her bike to school
They started acting like the drunken fools.
They started screaming and howling and giving wolf cries
As the girl rode on by.
They wasn’t just satisfied with their howls and cries
They wanted her by their sides.
They turned the truck around and cut her off
They was going to show her “ who was boss”.
They tried to grab her from the back
But she was prepared for any sneak attacks.
She had her guardian angel with her from heaven
And she had been learning KUNG -FU since the age of seven.
When the first one reached out to grab her
She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand straight up and back
Till she heard his wrist crack.
As the second one came running up
A round house kick in his face
Sent him flying into space.
The third one came at her with a tire iron in his hand
As she crotched down and took her stand
When he was about two feet away and open wide
In his crotch her kick did fly.
All three men lay on the ground
as she picked up her bike without a sound
Put her bike on their pick up truck
With this girl they was s--- out of luck.
Then drove the truck into town
and told the sheriff where they could be found.
They was charged with “drunk and disorderly manner”
And on the high school there flies a banner.
“Protect yourself and don’t give in
Being a bully you will never win”
If I had one wish it would be to go back in time
I would walk right up to Adam and Eve and open up their eyes
I wouldn’t go as the serpent but as an angel in disguise
I’d say unto them “don’t eat the fruit, please try and refrain”
Because if you do, you will bring forth suffering and pain
Women will miscarry and endure the pain of childbirth
The heavens will open up rains and end the earth
However, the earth will be again
Like the Phoenix rising from the ashes
We will all speak one tongue then we will
Be divided into classes
We will all be men of color until one will claim to be the master
When that day comes, there will be legions of disaster
They will reign over the years living off others blood, sweat, and tears
There will be a king and his name will be Martin
He will do everything in his power to stop them
There will be no resolution
Because Martin faced execution
All men of color will be under observation
They will be a majority but still a small part of the nation
Men will suffer within for the rest of their days
Because of fornication and misbehavin’
There will be a plague of AIDS
But my father is a God of mercy and wrath
Adam, please don’t taste the fruit
And this desire too will pass
You have the world in your hands
If you do not choose
You will curse the people and condemn the land
In the end you will lose
So as your guardian angel and guiding light
I only speak the truth
I say to you “please make things right”
“do not I beg, taste of the fruit”
Zenda was in a patchwork gown when they dumped her into the desert.
A princess can find her home, her mother told her. Her father was mum.
She understood the task at hand, to stay alive and to get home somehow.
This was a kingdom which used drums and flutes for communication.
Zenda gathered flowers and sang pretty songs. She was not alarmed.
She knew her father would send men to rescue her if he had to.
She was a daddy’s girl, and happy about it.
A large tortoise with flowers on his back came by to say hello.
He looked familiar, yet, she knew him not on a conscious level.
He was in fact her guardian angel, here to keep her safe.
She instinctively knew this, without knowing how she knew.
Knowing without knowing, another way they communicate in her kingdom.
You, gorgeous Muse, with velvety skin
The sugary sap of my poetic pen
And the sole labyrinth of my soul
You inspire me and I adore you.
You are my perennial spring smile
The garden of my ethereal flowers
The leitmotif of my dreams in exile
And the fictional oasis of the fall showers.
You are the guardian angel who's never absent
And the devoted hope with multifarious scent
You never say no, no. Oh! Eternal is your beauty.
Woman, Woman, Muse of Saint-Valentine
Your sweet perfume seduces my whole being
And your maternal voice rocks me daily like a baby.
Copyright © January 14,2015 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.