"Accolades For Valor" by Matthew Johnson (1993): "She goes through life, gliding, a benevolent seer/ Stopping constantly to aid those in need, those not even dear/ I, an individual, swept up in the storm/ Of a woman, who, in search of herself, defies the norm/ As I, an outcast, fighting myself, yet daring to believe/ That if I ask her aid and succor (and possibly love) she won’t leave/ Giving her heart, mind and soul to every known cause/ Causing me to look about my selfish malestrom, and in introspection give pause/ For all her words, she won’t write about me, does she fail to perceive/ What the object knows to be true and what make believe—/ Words rarely present, presence much more of one/ Is to wish for more as good as wishing for the sun?/ Energy is precious, as I know well to be true/ And I am curious to know, Lorraine, what I can ask of you/ Names are important, they make us who we are/ Much more important than people give credit, by far/ The masses may cry “Lori!” and let them do so!/ For the numbers who call that cannot understand/ They will never know the Lorraine inside, the one crying to live/ Will be forever frustrated by those whose minds are like a sieve/ There may be those who rob her of her world, let them scratch the skin/ They are as pinpricks to the steel within/ These accolades are not exaggeration, not pretentious/ I Just want you to know that there is at least one who is conscious/ That the world is a better place for the life of a woman named Lorraine."

Sunday, June 05, 1994

Once Before

Once before,
I felt what I feel.
Once before,
this pain was real.

Once before,
I thought it was right.
Once before,
I lost my sight.

Once before,
my heart bled.
Once before,
all my tears were shed.

Once before,
I made a mistake;
Once before,
I thought I could take.


Once before,
the love was true.
Once before,
my world went blue.

Once before
had finally stopped hurting.
Once before
is now alerting.

Once before
is forever gone.
This time,
please say we'll go on.

This time,
I know right now.
This time,
I don't want out.

All I want is you by my side.
I do not doubt that you've tried.
Can't you see you're everything to me?
This time, please don't let 'once before' be.

June 5, 1994

posted by Lorraine Courigan at 11:24 AM

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