Forgive me dear heart,
for a moment, lost in trance,
I saw not light of your soul.
Our separation
is but a part in the script
we both chose to enact here.
bunny wanted to host Thanksgiving and we said yes
Not realizing the tastiest food would be watercress.
Carrot soup, cabbage jelly and the lack of starch or bread
Meant we went home ready for turkey, feeling unfed.
Next time, I will host it said Slobin, the Robin.
Not him! Chickadee whispered while my head was bobb’n.
He always gets the cheapest birdseed ever found.
The squirrel couple stopped in their tracks and turned around.
Well it could be us, Mrs. Squirrel offered, if nuts do please.
The mice shuddered, for nuts were not as great as cheese.
We finally agreed to start bringing our own potluck food.
And at the next Thanksgiving we were in a better mood.
Without Agreement
Living in the vacuum of separation
An ashtray of burnt ember vibrations
In wounded agony torn apart
Sudden separation confusion imparts
Heartbeat separated from harmony’s essence
Absent whisper of the spirit’s presence
Heart in sweaty palpitations of dementia
Body swoons deprived in apt dyslexia
Two starving shadows whimper with fatigue
Pull in opposition as slumber flees
Banished into the abyss absent of life’s thrust
Cries for unity in harmony’s trust
Vertigo reigns in space split open wide
Simple grace caught between two riptides
Heartbeats and spirit wind lie in lethargy
Repulse vitality’s consummation in eulogy
The seed of unity clutched in arid darkness
Orphaned with withering roots of starkness
Nomads wander hearing the echo ancient
Blindly call muffled minds in siren’s plainchant
Climb from the chasm of separation
Find the way back to reconciliation.
9-19-22
Contest: San Mind Body
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Let there be an understanding
I am not your keeper
Whatever star you follow
that is your way
probably not mine
We can share a campfire
an idea
or the couched prayers
of our bodies
but let us agree
not to claim to know
if this untethered gathering
of certain opinions
is not the end, nor the beginning
or the middle
of anything important
whatsoever.
Asked in faith, for you
I receive and believe for you
Together and apart believe we do
We speak it out together
I’m in agreement May peace, grace and mercy continue
To abound and flourish I believe it so (you to)
I receive it
Blessings continue to you seven fold
Always full abundant
Seven fold beyond always
Amen
Amen
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
5/21/22
a down-payment of feelings is required
love me so I can decide to love you
please kiss for confirmation
touch this to accept
Mmmm
.
.
*Does anyone ever read those “terms of service” agreements?
As per the ancient agreement, this costume of clay, we must one day return.
A creature made of flesh and blood, a mystical existence of spirit and form.
From which we must distill lifes' secrets, even until the very end of our lives.
For the hope is born of the faith, that even in death, love will not be denied!
date: 11/12/21
sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
contest:L.D. #8
from the poem: Even Flowers Must Die
Divisive, abusive, hollow and torn,
Our politics broken through anger and scorn,
More pointing of fingers, of turning one's back,
Is this the new norm, our thorny new track?
What happened to thinking before all those tweets,
Like manicured gardens torn up by rough cleats,
The skill of debate, of viewing both sides,
Bridging that gap from all which divides?
Conviction and Passion bedfellows at times,
Are often the cause of unspeakable crimes,
Opinions do matter but where the heart rules
Indiscriminately steals the most precious of tools.
Reason and empathy, knowledge and tact,
Not impulse and odium and that's a firm fact;
One road may be windy, the other dead straight,
But both may yet lead to the very same gate.
A viewpoint reminds of an infant just born,
It develops and thrives if loved not forlorn,
Tended and taught by the many not few,
For that kernel of light to shine brightly through.
Balanced and just, open to thought,
Opinions conceived and not merely taught,
An untenable vision, an improbable dream?
It takes but the thinnest of wedges to open a seam.
*Image of Agreement Peace Gender by Pixabay.
A Gentle-man's Agreement
~~
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____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Sir, we clearly are not on the same page,
therefore, here is what I propose,
let us find a middle ground,
let us reach halfway,
let us make a deal,
let us play ball,
let us go fifty-fifty,
let us even the odds,
and let us give and take ...
you mean compromise and not concede,
exactly, and in return, there is an acceptance of equal terms,
therefore, let us both agree to respect ...
naturally, Madame.
~~
"Burying The Hatchet" (metal/mettle showing)
~~
2021 July 17
*1st Place*
A Brian Strand July 20
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 July 21
Let there be an understanding
that your way
is probably not mine.
We can share a campfire,
an idea,
or the couched prayers
of our bodies
but let us agree
not to claim to know
where any of this
begins or ends.
Cede a little
grant
voice...
Almost forget
everything ... eat
.a crow ..
Overlook
who is guilty ...
Forget the evil
ways ... believe in the
other you are with...
Lend credence
to the given word ...
and ask for forgiveness ...
Act this way
for the sake of
couple welfare ...
harmony ....
elementary so,
dare...!
You have clearly lost
so here is what I propose,
let us find a middle ground,
let us make a deal,
let us meet halfway,
let us play ball,
let us go fifty-fifty,
let us give and take...
You mean compromise and not concede,
Exactly, and in return, there is an acceptance of equal terms,
Agreed--indeed, agreed.
Date: 06/21/2019
she waited before she sat
I listened to every word she said
I stopped to look over
what she wrote
I had memorized most
of the words in my head
without considering
and even without consideration
it was obvious to understand
even through these negations
lacking considered understanding
I sighted her lack of concern
I stood on the virtue of reasoning
not to have this a lesson learned
which had started silently
each word defined
we read over the contract
not caring or being kind
her face showed no emotion
I hope neither did mine
her offerings were to expensive
and offered too little time
payment and repayment
with no room to negotiate
it lacked consideration
especially if I were to come up late
she reorganized the wording
to create a yearly expense
instead of a twelve month period
she would extend the expense
she allowed 10 months to be perfect
and two months to chore
lateness would have exception
and the time she would explore
I extended my hand
and we'd shake in agreement
time worth taking
a contract of agreement
We live in our houses
Cocooned in our ways,
Agreeing
In the correctness of ourselves.
Sure we are
Right.
Seeing the world through our one point of view.
A one-person, one feeling perspective.
Not wishing to be confused by others perspectives. Hoping they will keep them to themselves.
Looking for validation
Of our right-ful-ness.
Adding proof to our own schemata
Discounting anything and everything
That does not fit.
Savagely ignoring anyone else’s opinions. Closing our minds, turning our backs.
Not wanting to be confused
Or conflicted
Especially not being flexible. That is for liberals, right?
Cocooned in our rightness, we congratulate ourself.
In total agreement
Trump Vehement About Agreement
We remember when Trump was vehement,
About discussing decision and agreement,
And would wait,
To extrapolate,
That no one could agree upon or cement.
Jim Horn
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