I walk through life with grace,
A smile, a nod, in every place stepped,
I give without a thought to keep and feel proud,
And find my joy in kindness deep and helping others,
Each day, I plant little seeds,
With gentle words, caring deeds, helping hands, and sweet smile,
No spotlight shines, no grand parade, no acclamations and prizes,
Yet love grows strong in each choices and deeds made,
I trust in karma’s quiet and subtle ways,
It weaves through life softly displayed,
The good we share, it circles back, with miraculous intent,
To warm the heart where once was lack, and discontent,
For the truth, like candle’s glow,
Good karma helps and shapes my wandering soul.
Quote:"The ideals which have always shone before me and filled me with joy are goodness, beauty, and truth."-- Albert Einstein
Categories:
acclamations, truth,
Form: Verse
Devotional devotees dazzlingly delight
At an amazing aurora’s star of abiding light;
You’re yawl-like year-round of Yahweh’s areole-sight,
Starlight of sunshine, starlight in splendid night,
Twinkling tirelessly ‘til the thickest tip of twilight;
Ardent acclamations in our hearts arise…alight,
Reuniting us in rejoicing with reverence in thy rite!
Categories:
acclamations, star,
Form: Acrostic
Our Revolution sought limitations
On imposition of regulations,
But supplications met deprecation
And castigations not reformation.
Such condescension sparked protestation
And contemplation of separation;
This supposition stirred apprehension -
A premonition of confrontation.
But, declamations and remonstrations
Spurred agitation toward Declaration,
While provocations and deprivations
Steeled resolution for liberation.
War's prosecution, through execution,
Forged dedication for recognition;
Its culmination brought dissolution
And vindication for aspirations.
While extrication brought satisfaction
States' acclamations lacked definition.
This Federation showed imperfections;
Low validation forced redirection.
Deft composition penned Constitution;
Strong propositions scored affirmation.
Hence, generations find inspiration
And preservation their obligation.
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Tell all the people yet to come
Democracy is what we chose;
Their mission's goal: protect it from
All foreign and domestic foes.
Categories:
acclamations, anniversary, appreciation, celebration, history,
Form: Rhyme
Terror
When I thought of the terror
Once I sat engaged and freighting
Much I marveled the splendid scare
Deep into that darkness fearing
On that day my soul grew lonely
Once upon a midnight silent
I awoke and flung the deterrence
Sore while all the while violent
Once upon a midnight silent
and its eyes have all the hushing
It was onrushing, violent, gushing!
The clap never brushing
I crave the stirring, somber sedition
There stood a voiceless nutrition
To warn me about the basal metabolic rate
In The blacken darkness riffs of hate
Deep into that darkness sing
Still is sting, still is sting
As of someone gently bring, bring
Death shall bring hallelujahs
Deep into that darkness fooling
All my soul within me grueling
As of someone gently schooling, schooling
Death shall bring acclamations
All my soul within me dueling
Engaged and freighting
Much I marveled the splendid scare
Deep into that darkness fearing
On that day my soul grew lonely
Once upon a midnight silent
I awoke and flung the deterrence
scary-Terror
3/22/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
acclamations, analogy, fear, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
holy haunting
a heavenly CHORUS
all called to mind
silent supplicating
meditations aloud
in thanksgiving
all called to mind
acclamations
prayer petitioned
in paralleled poetics
all called to mind
temple tunes
sanctuary songs
in mellow melody
all called to mind
Categories:
acclamations, christian, music,
Form: Verse
JANUARY
Joyful bells and pyrotechnics greet the year
Acclamations of the turning of a page
Now we look to future hopes with banished fear
Under brightening days new visions to engage
Acquiescent to what fate may have in store
Reaching forward for the blessings that may pour
You had better wear warm gloves against the hoar!
Categories:
acclamations, seasons,
Form: Acrostic
In the august acclamations of weaponry
befits this uniform adorned
and in prideful boast our livery
of arsenal upon the enemy scorned
From this distant seat shall reap dead carapace
the automata's bullet indulges no refugee
to warrant such requital in fitting disgrace
the cowards of deaths technology
Bid thy to slaughter my child, to slaughtered be
in renditions dark battalions
and gather fragile limbs splatter splintered trophy
behest accolades pinned medallions
Touch pad the joy stick of war games
reload the unflinching trigger
machine gun of anonymous names
ply the graves of the unknown soldier
Set cause to profit and property
and in soulless regalia execute
this pestilent act to defile humanity
so reaped upon this bloody scythes repute
For this distant throne still bids fears menace
with guided missile acquits accountability
shall bare no witness to rueful penance
of cowards whelped by deaths technology
Bid thy to slaughter then my child, and to slaughtered be
in viscous deliverance either of these
dream thee not of honor or bravery
but in nightmares blade this evil appease
Categories:
acclamations, sorrow, violence, war, ,
Form: Free verse