September is busting out all over,
leaves with pretty colors,
fill the cool air.
A new sweater for the cool morning air,
will keep me warm as I pick up pretty leaves over and over.
I love the red and orange colors.
Birds of many colors,
are singing as they are flying through the air,
they keep going to the bird feeder many times over.
September will be over with new colors to fill the winter's air.
My dog loses a pound of hair with each step
Buddy is a lovely pet, without a lot of pep
I follow him down the hallway which I just swept
Eighteen clumps of hair circulating make me feel inept
Should I shave the big hairy guy? Would that be bad?
I wade through a swamp of dog fur, it makes me sad
Do we have to eat dog hair in every meal? Asks my husband dear
I pull a clump of loose dog hair off Buddy’s right rear
We started talking like it was no big deal,
Laughing at jokes, trading what we feel.
He asked how my day went, I asked the same,
Maybe this could be more than a game.
He smiled at the things I’d say,
We messaged back and forth all day.
So I showed him my world, unique and loud
The things I love and what I’m into.
But then his replies started coming slow,
Short and cold, like he didn’t know
How to handle the real me inside,
So he pulled back, stopped the ride.
He didn’t say we’re through,
Just left like none of it was true.
I sat there wondering if I was too much,
For simply being who I was.
I’m done erasing what I love
Just to be liked at all
If being real means he walks away,
Then he was never meant to stay.
I’m not a mask you wear for fun,
Then ditch the moment you’re done.
I’m worth someone who wants all of me,
Not just the parts they’re willing to see.
So if it starts again with a simple “hi,”
I’ll be myself and won’t ask why.
If he stays, then good that’s my cue,
If not, I’ll be just fine without you.
The tattoos all over the body of that young lady ~
what will they look like when she's seventy or eighty?
I'm afraid the ass of that sweet young lass
smelling flowers above her reclining lover in the grass
will slowly start squatting down on his bearded face, alas.
i step out of the shower
i let the steam moisten my skin once more,
my wet foot steps pitter patter on the cold bathroom floor,
only once will i ever feel this clean
i stepped into the mirrors view,
no longer scared to hold my gaze at my body
this was me, why shouldnt i look at myself?
my eyes glare into my body like it was something they shouldnt have seen,
i felt terrified, i scratched at my skin uncomfortably
i grabbed my clothes and put them on, only to stare back at the mirror,
this reflection was nicer,
well put together, and covered.
nobody could harm me like this, not anymore.
my mind was now foggy, and clouded,
instead of now feeling amazing,
i felt disgust, i wanted to sob.
the mirror steamed up once again, i quickly wiped it off
i held back the tears, only to feel a lump growing in my throat,
the terror and worry crept back into my mind.
because even though i had just took a shower,
i felt so dirty,
all over again.
Have you ever learnt to love the right way;
Have you been shown the truth of what to say;
I stand remorse, been given another chance,
midst a different choice from I AM
I've been given a chance to love
Love
Love again
Music playing in my soul
I crave a beating heart to embrace
I've been given another chance
I 've been given a chance to love
Love
Love, Love all over again
I have relearn to love the right way spiritually Agape;
I have you been shown the truth of what to say, I've prayed spiritually Agape;
I stand remorse, been given another chance, to spiritually Agape
I 've been given a chance to love
Love
Love, Love all over again
midst a different choice from I AM
9/27/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Talked Over:
Unappealing,
non-vocal,
nearly invisible
Looked Over:
Too young,
too old,
too short
Passed Over:
Avoided,
Unconnected,
ignored
Crossed Over:
Misaligned,
marked off
Worked Over:
No longer desired,
Over utilized
061024PS
- In the key of rock - Inspired by Glenn Hughes - Song in the title.
My, lady, when you walked out this time
I wondered if you were still mine
Something felt out of place
It showed in your lovely face
Its faded in my mind
I am needing to unwind
Were you hoping I was not wise?
It showed in your lovely eyes
Baby do I need to take cover?
Are you still my lover?
You aren’t good for me, not the way it should be.
It shows on your face to me.
Our love is gone
I have to dream to carry on
You don't treat me like you wanna be in my space.
It shows on your face
There's heaps of sorrow
And feelings for tomorrow
Cant be in yesterday
Its faith that keeps me going today
Not chasing you any more
I’ve shut the door
It is written
Twice bitten
It is written
Twice bitten
It is written in space
All over your face
Thanks for the memory
Its your lies I will see
The jealousy in place
Written all over your face
You are too blind to see
You have a new destiny
And I need love and peace
Its time to give you release
Right now
The struggle is real
But so is Jesus
It’s Him whom we conceal
Inside of our hearts
We come to the tree
He’s no longer there
He’s inside me
His grace, His mercies
Rain down all over,
All upon, all over me
12/16/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
from anthology " a Place 4 Her Heart "
The ‘lionesses’ lost to Spain
Spain’s players are quaffing champagne
I may be unkind
But was the ref’s blind
My reasoning may be insane
I googled the Penso surname
The origin could be from Spain
Perhaps there’s some bias
So Spaniard's could Gaius
From watching finals I’ll abstain!
A spasm of sunlight lit the lawn
winter departing, finally gone.
Warm sunny breezes saturate midday,
Though night temperatures fall,
Time to sow summer seeds.
The light spring rain will bring forth flowers,
Fragrance will saturate country lanes
Bright colours weave some rustic bowers
How delightful the fields, cliffs and plains.
Birds sing their welcome,
Migrating from the cold south.
They glide across lakes.
Our new season let's enjoy.
Is spring busting all over?
Eyes all over a tree
Leaves dancing on the Face
Of a buried giant can see
Shake the wind, all over the place!
Eyes which Fall on the ground
Spring back to life in the air
Spread like dreams all around
Eyes fill with light as they stare
Eyes spread all over a tree
Leaves dancing on the Face
Eyes that sip pure sunshine
Dewy sparkling leaves hold love in place!
Eyes all over a tree, By Davieo, David Rothchild
My love is like water raped, pillaged, oftentimes abused for being strange
It's steamed with fire, absorbed by earth, consumed in air, churns its own range
But it's given back by all of them for something they need exchanged
For it extinguishes, it shapes, it envelops, it amalgamates leaving nothing deranged
We can do almost anything
take a nap or go adventuring;
I get lost in how you make me feel
still I wonder is this connection real?
You set off such carnal energy
while keeping your thoughts from me;
So much love in a single glance,
or is it merely coincidence?
Catchy refrain oh the things you say;
then other times you just walk away;
Fighting then I sit and count to ten,
I’m In love with us all over again.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
That's quite an interesting statement
Couldn't be more accurate if I tried even harder
Puts things in perspective I lament
We can't start over that's not how it works
There's a beginning and sadly an end
Wouldn't want to start out as an infant again
Poopie diapers uh no my friends
Using a “walker” to do simple tasks is degrading
Used to be such an active person
Now just getting dressed in the morning
Leaves me breathless and uncertain
On a happier note still have some good years left
Enjoying what life has to offer
It's definitely not all doom and gloom
But this is surely a tempting proposal
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