“Just as the objects seen in our dreams are found, when we awake, to be insubstantial, so our waking perceptions are likewise unreal—a matter of inference only.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
Being the dreamer and the dreamed,
how may we in the dream awake
as long as thought spirals are streamed?
Let’s make our mind calm like a lake!
With thoughts rested, poised in the void,
we as awareness self-aware,
reclaim light of Self unalloyed,
whence ego cravings we outstare.
Thought cessation is then the way,
for us to see and recognise
our true essence as clear as day,
beheld only when ego dies.
Let’s be with love and light aligned ~
We’re living light, not body-mind
Categories:
16, dream, life, light, self,
Form: Hybronnet
Atop a grassy hill I sit,
gazing at the rich azure blue sky
watching a few birds fluttering in and out of my vision,
slicing through the air like knives.
I lie there for what feels like an eternity,
wind turbine turning in calculated motion
out of the corner of my eye.
My rucksack ties me to the ground,
filled with a thousand weights,
preventing me from being like those birds,
majestic, elate and carefree.
But I can imagine.
The innocent silky clouds transform and bend,
producing a multitude of bizarre objects,
an army commanded by the wind
sauntering across the horizon.
A world with no end, limited only by mortal minds,
a mini-universe floating just above our heads.
We are the creators of this fictional world,
where human though unfurls.
I see an emerald dragon,
a group of chariot wagons, their horses galloping.
A circus filled with the most exotic animals,
an ivy snake laced with diamonds,
a canoe slicing through the sky.
A gnarly oak,
its trunk encased, fingers reaching infinitely high.
But each world is different for every one of us,
so tell me; what do you see
when you let your imagination
break free?
Categories:
16, 11th grade, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Who first stood atop the empire state?
Who first slipped into Khufu's tomb?
Who first walked across the stones of the Great Wall,
wind biting their face?
Who first plunged into the darkness beneath the Channel?
Who first watched the sun set across the Bay,
suspended on the skeleton of the Golden Gate?
Who was first?
You'd say impossible,
I'd say "the workers".
We forget too easily
how we owe everything to them.
our homes, our connections,
water at the curl of a finger,
light at the flick of a switch.
Without them, even the richest man would
live like a peasant.
Yet today we look away
or worse, never look at all.
We let them trade lives for profit,
watch in silence as they stomp over
the people who should be valued the most.
Pocketing pennies,
whilst their blood stains everything we've built.
Categories:
16, 12th grade, society, work,
Form: Free verse
MIGHTY DAVID PRAISED AND DANCED BEFORE GOD (SAMUEL 6:14-16)
Mighty David praised and danced before God
David was a high stepper
A toe tapper
Man did He love God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
And David danced before the Lord
And David danced before the Lord
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Wearing His priestly garment;
David brought up shouts of joy
As he praised and dance
The people of Israel join in dance
Singing Hallelujah
Leaping and dancing before the Lord
David blessed the people
Fed them tween dances bread, cakes of dates and raisins
He just kept on praising
David danced before God
7/7/25
Written words & music by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
From “I CRY OUT TO YOU”
Categories:
16, analogy, appreciation, dance, devotion,
Form: Lyric
Written: June 06, 2025, for contest by Brian Strand
********************************
v_o_t_i_n_g d
a
y
an out
s
t
r
e
t e of c*a* r*s~
c u
h e
e u
d-----q
out to the
f
l
e
a m a
r k
e t
Categories:
16, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Spring Morning Hiku 16
.. ........
the a i r ……..
spring morn symphony in ……...
t
n
u
o
birds` sweet songs m
quiet sea v ~ I ~ b ~ r ~ a ~ t ~ e ~ s ~ .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Categories:
16, bird, morning, song, spring,
Form: Haiku
(Please) Bless us O Divine Lord
And these Your gifts
Which we are about to receive
From Your goodness
Through (Father Christ) our Lord
Amen
Poetry Form: Free Verse
Date Typed: May 19, 2025
Time Typed: 9:41pm
Categories:
16, christian, community, devotion, god,
Form: Free verse
The lady looking up had said that “good
was bad” and then had added, “all was well”;
Tripped up on his feet, and after her fall,
she who was glad was then made madly sad.
But the man stooping down from where he stood
replied that “bad was good” and “well was all”;
Though with his words he’d made the tall feel small,
he’d been trying to make the sad feel glad.
O’! what grand narratives, what foolish tales
we spin for our mad selves!,—such stupid stuff
we weave inside our mangled minds—as if
our current suffering wasn’t enough!—;
But I present this riddle for a laugh:
“Can the heads side of a coin catch its tails?”
Categories:
16, deep, growth, humor, irony,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Shouting across the void, I’ve begged for you;
I’ve heard my straining voice fall lost to the
Abyss between us two; Ignoring my plea,
The echo returned not, no answer due.
Peering into the gulf—oh! what a view—
Reflection there was none, no none to see;
Heeding thus firstly your true nihility,
The echo unreturning, I turned from you.
The echo returns not and neither I.
Forging my faith on solid ground, on earth,
I abandon your illusory hope—
And doing so I leave a dry well dry.
Away with all your falsly minted mirth,
With the true love of my life I elope.
Categories:
16, freedom, growth, hope, love,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Fireflies are the sun's cremains
as it sinks beneath a bed of sunflowers,
your intimate shadow dissolving
in the mosaic of patterned disks,
lifted away -in shreds- by the wind.
Categories:
16, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
vermilion ball
disappearing fast ~
live fire show
Categories:
16, sunset,
Form: Haiku
Number 16
=======
My hubby's coughing
We're unwell
This flu is mean!
We feel like hell!
Number 17
=======
Can I get these done tonight?
This challenge causing me
Some plight!
Number 18
========
I am nearly out of time
I cough and sneeze
And all to rhyme
Categories:
16, angst,
Form: Rhyme
The machinery of life is too much
The tests, the numbers, the x-rays
You are the clown cat, Marshall, always making me smile
Your white fur, your polydactyl hands that hold mine
I hold you now, I let you go, I love you
I breathe in your last breath with you.
Categories:
16, cat, death, loss, memorial,
Form: Free verse
SOLEMN SUCH THIS A NEW DAY PRAYER- December 16 2024
Solemn this such a new day prayer
All Father Elohim
Creator of all and everything
We awaken
With your breath in us
We awaken under your covering
Filled and surround
With your joy, peace your love
Mercies grace cries Holy, Hallelujah
Abba Father Daddy we’re thankful
~
For this such a new day
All you’ve given and all you do for us
We your children adorn and love you
It’s so you whom we soul trust
We Kings and Queens
To God be the Glory
Your purpose your will in our life;
Your story
Your grace ever thankful
Abundantly sufficient for us always
~
Good new day brethren
Thank you for your covering
Covering us
We appreciate you
Though we don’t always show it, we do
The God who sees all knows
And He will do it
For His greater purpose
12/16/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Written words by Candace Rodgers 2024©
Categories:
16, analogy, appreciation, blessing, devotion,
Form: Dramatic Verse
In The Town Of Alabaster Alabama Limited in population like 103
I was issued an unreasonable fine driving on 31 south rush hour
see a random abnormality, a bus with a flashing sign 4 lanes over
i hit the brakes to stop missed it by 6 feet but stayed stopped anyway
just when an opening came to take off
blue lights pulled off behind me to make a sitting traffic stop
failure to yield you got caught, sir I stopped thats why im sitting here
so I took the ticket and carried it home me and dad both could not
understand how this could be anything but a money-making ploy
no kid got off the bus at big lots, and it was 13 miles to the nearest home.
so we decided that doing the right thing had only got me boned.
So even if you live by the ideal of never being ill prepared
even if you keep good pads and drilled and slotted rotors for enhanced
grab. even if you try to do the right thing do not test the limits
of the school bus swinging stop with yellow lighting
Categories:
16, america,
Form: Free verse
Related Poems