Lora Colon

Gold Star - 7,827 Points (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Lora Colon Poems

1. The Torment Of Love -new- 5/6/2016
2. The Last Canto 3/28/2016
3. My Escape 4/5/2016
4. Searching For Love 4/8/2016
5. All Aboard! 4/18/2016
6. Unanswered Prayer -new- 4/27/2016
7. Let Your Love Show 8/10/2015
8. Departure 12/10/2015
9. Three Words 2/25/2016
10. A Good Day 4/11/2015
11. A Dirge To His Name 5/1/2015
12. Earthbound 5/18/2015
13. All Through The Night 2/1/2015
14. I Dream 2/9/2015
15. Don'T Leave Me Here 4/7/2013
16. Drunken Desire 11/10/2013
17. We Become As One 11/6/2013
18. Eternally Yours 8/10/2013
19. The Journal 7/25/2013
20. This Nearly Was Mine 4/8/2013
21. The Book Of Fate 5/5/2013
22. Just Once 10/19/2013
23. The Lonely Visitor 10/22/2013
24. To Be Free! 11/16/2013
25. Lost In His Eyes 11/18/2013
26. Where The Nightingales Flew 5/7/2013
27. Let Me Go 12/5/2013
28. Unified Hearts 1/19/2014
29. Pieces Of Yesterday 2/17/2015
30. Where Were You? 5/25/2015
31. If He Were Here 5/29/2015
32. This Loving You 6/22/2015
33. The Awakening 4/6/2015
34. The Love Thief 9/16/2014
35. Life Without Love 11/30/2014
36. I Think Of The Man 1/3/2015
37. A New Day 1/6/2015
38. This Path 2/28/2016
39. The Love Letter 2/13/2016
40. Let The Words Be 1/11/2016
Best Poem of Lora Colon

Moonstruck

I was talking to the moon
Just the other night,
Telling him how much
I admired his light;

And then without warning,
Much to my dismay,
The moon got all teary-eyed
And asked me to look away;

He said I had no idea
How lonely it gets up there,
Watching lovers all over the world
Every night of the year;

But he quickly recovered
And apologized in shame,
I told him I understood,
Loneliness was my middle name;

We exchanged our stories
Long into the night,
Then the sun came up
And the moon dimmed his light.

But ...

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A Poet's Fever

What fires burn in this feverish mind!
And from the ashes spring ardent words,
Like the phoenix rising up to heaven
Leading flocks of diaphanous birds

Mimicking tides, my thoughts ebb and flow,
Ceaselessly, as those of the ocean,
Like one possessed, I surrender control,
Writing down every whim and notion

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