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IMPERFECT ROSE

IMPERFECT ROSE*
the imperfect rose, 
     once vivacious and colorful under the summer sun,
its petals are now wilted, its colors faded and gone.
    its time has passed
         its dance is done.

the imperfect rose cries many petals,
     last vestiges of her beauty wait for the wind to carry them to their rest.
each petal papery and thin
     lies on the lush green grass, its veins blushing 
          glowing pink in the setting sun and to silence it doth humbly acquiesce. 

even in decay, the imperfect rose holds a certain grace,
     a reminder of glory days now past.
rose petals may be temporary 
     but are eternal in memories of love and sharing 
          enough to weather the storm, to outlast.
  
the imperfect rose 
     has thorns that make one bleed.
forgive the rose of its imperfections with compassion
     for of her thorns the imperfect rose doth gladly concede~
          we are all petals of imperfection, might you accede?

*Note:I originally posted this poem at Poetry Soup in June 2025  then deleted it.  It’s my original creation and was not plagiarized (poetrysoup.com/poem/imperfect_rose_1738035)

HYACINTH HANDS

 Hyacinth Hands

Mother, ego-cracker, birthed an embodiment of freedom plaited with slavery 
petunia planter, marjoram with Malay curry and rice, yet scarcity her best performance when hunger a primary protagonist 
my leap into Sovereignty depended on unraveling karmic bonds binding us through lifetimes, countless ages, sotto scenarios 
Piscean, she scaly presented the toughest tests with hyacinth hands, only an embattled Heart would accede to 

her non-relinquishing of my spinal cord nerves entwined with hers, she decorated with wondrous wild animal decoupage vases
to despairing detach from plundering pain, each principal pleasure she designed with subtle oomph, unconscious sophistication 

my divinity would have back burned in futuristic coliseums had she not been Mother of trialing pegs and variegated embroidery cotton

Definition Of Love

Love falls in place timely
You think things beautifully
You may do things carelessly
Hold feelings in place truly.

Love brings two people together
Regardless of differences live ever
Going through tough times never surrender
Mistakes are easy for a forgiver.

Love persist who believe who pursue dream
Dream in city is expensive but can be tame
Courage is fearless, love don't be ashame
Lovers always go break chain to be fame.

Love makes your steps synchonize
Always jive in every situation nice
Not afraid to sacrifice and not accede on lies
In extreme danger life is given as prize.

Carpet

Carpet

I accede to 
licking the suburban carpet clean under 
my bed following the 
resignation of 
my vacuum.

Eat Slow

Free yourself from the manacles of food and drink 

Accede with God for a holy covenant 

Silence yourself away from the mundane to pray and unthink 

Temperance is paramount in this divine moment

It's not a two-letter, four-letter word

For some, this two-letter word
is as ponderous as a sixty-cubit chain.
It rattles around in their hearts
like a lightning-and-thunder storm.
Uttering it is as impossible as
eating blazing coals or rusty nails:
both burn the tongue as mercilessly.

Two simple letters that might as well be
any of the twelve Herculean tasks –
each one requiring heroic effort of will.
Far easier it is to merely accede with a 
three-letter utterance of acquiescence:
Less drama. Less guilt. Less conflict.
At what personal cost, though?

Don’t turn the two-letter word
into an internal four-letter one!
View it not as a curse or weakness;
assertiveness is not always easy.
Say it once, twice; five times –
et voilà, it effortlessly becomes 
the simplest word in the world!

The Future Is Unknown

The future is unknown,
events therein unseen.
Void is the crystal ball,
whose eye promises all
the answers to enthrall.

The future is unknown~
even the best guesses
using all past data,
fall short, and they include
the alpha and zeta!

The future is unknown,
traveling toward us
with unstoppable speed;
days spin past like a storm,
and we, helpless, accede.

The future is unknown,
the choice is ours to make;
hide in a dark corner,
or embrace the journey
and not be a scorner.

Nothing Like the Fifties

Nothing Like The “Fifties”
Miracle Man
8/18/2023

There once was a time 
political parties merely disagreed.
Now neither party chooses to be civil
until the other will accede.
So with red face they wrangle
awaiting another abate.
Today, it seems disagreement,
is synonymous with hate.

Marriage

Mind and heart get wedded; physiques get attracted;
Love, bond, and affection hold hands in one accord;
Infatuation and romance are compacted,
Intimacy, passion, and commitment concord...!

Building bridges of fidelity they proceed,
Bathing in streams of fondness and admiration,
Positive perspectives and forgiveness accede,
In physical psychic charm, they find elation...!

Wedding bells, for lives of merged minds, peal endlessly,
Moments spent together become celebrations:
Physical touch and gentle kiss go zealously,
In mutual help and keep there's no negation...!

Marriage, when heart and soul are one, is paradise,
Though it seeks from each, a bit of self-sacrifice...!!!

Paradise Found 2

Were I to swim to the edge of the sea,
what splendid scene should await for me?
Would I behold the legendary town
with glittering brick roads and king’s famed crown?
 
Could I uncover the truth in the seed, 
win a place in the king’s absolute creed? 
Anoint my body, in sticky sap drown,
paddle to Guatavita and dive down.

Arise from the waters clean as a bead,
to the fest of El Dorado I’d lead. 
No other exists so gilded, hands down,
an existence of gold — building and gown.

I’d join with the Muiscan folk, indeed
take up residence and full life proceed
to build again a foundation so sound
that none could purloin the gold around.

World befallen by avarice and greed,
best forgotten I hardily accede.
To such golden place without up or down
I’d ever exist in paradise found.

The Fallen Leaf

// The Fallen Leaf //


Time has come, let me accede
for this fall is long than the lived ephemeral 
have seen it all, had it all, all that's enough
had accompained both light and dark 
seen every shade and tint I can,
bounded between sky and earth, I have tasted rain
I have felt sun's charming touch, 
rocked by air, to its mellifluous melodies I have twirled
its time to let go this yellow veined carcass
let me see what lies beyond, the celestial unknown
give me a little push, let me skydive blissfully 
by the time I kiss the earth, my soul will be freed.

- Kindred K

Goals Are the Legs of Dreams

Goals Are The Legs Of Dreams
Written: by Miracle Man
January 30, 2021

For years I subsisted on transparent dreams,
then God enlightened me with this fact.
 Ambitions without goals would remain futile wishes,
and wishing would get me nowhere, I had to act.

Then I posted my goals on a bathroom mirror,
where each day I was prompted to read.
I visited these goals daily measuring my success,
God has blessed my life since choosing to accede.


“A man must have his dreams-
memory dreams of the past, and eager dreams of the future. 
I never want to stop reaching for new goals.”
Maurice Chevalier

Your Dead Horizon

Cold cloak chills
my aged bones it
belies
those crimson eyes
those smoldering orbs
those smoking windows
of despair

and yet
I draw closer
I capitulate
I accede
in the knowing
of what is
and what was
and what will
never be

with one touch I’m
asphyxiated
emasculated
entombed

my ashes
barely glancing
your frozen ground
your dead horizon
your nuclear dust
before they are
pulverized
obliterated
behind the echo
of your
terrifying laugh.


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A Better Tomorrow

Neighborhoods burned. Riots laid them to waste
The world is tense with racial dissension
Judgement by color leaves an acrid taste
But God offers hope through intervention

He created us with skin, dark and fair
No one has the right to question His plan
We should ask for tolerance through prayer;
and accede that we are the race of man

On God, we should rely with faith and trust
Because living in dread and constant fear
will end with more hardships and a life trussed
and shackled by things we should hold most dear

We stand on the threshold of tomorrow ~
Better without prejudice and sorrow



September 6th 2020
A Better Tomorrow
Sponsor: John Hamilton

Dine-Night Out-

N ights hungry nourish ones
I   nterested parties accede
G ready diner's  images, yum!!!
H ot coffees improved caffeine strewn 
T raditional diet feeds pork back

O  rganization outside restaurants
U  sual  snacks urban grub
T  rendy pubs typical menu for a,  night out


Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

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