S’il vous plait, Andres
Por favor, Lior
Danke Shoen, Hussein
Merci beaucoup, Lulu
Please and thank you
sound so good
For those who never use them
~ you really should!
Any Cost
I believe that this world will always be desolate, no matter what
There is no amount of starting anew that will change this fact
And the society we have painstakingly built? It’s just as merciless
Our society is based on convenience and nothing else
As we value that above everything else, sadly, in this world
And we are making everyone think alike because it’s more
convenient
I thought that I could bring them into the light willingly
They fooled me into believing it had worked
But that was their sinister plan: they were plotting revenge
So they took my precious treasure before their time: her
While I sat there with my heart shattered
They reverted back to their original ways with laughter
As I cried my eyes out, a dark thought appeared in my head
It whispered to get vengeance on this world
And not to give a damn about being kind about it
So that is my plan to drag this world forward
At any cost. I have nothing to lose
I see that look in your eyes,
That sparkle with shine,
Asking me for something more
That I cannot provide.
I don’t want to hurt you again.
Why give you half of me
When you deserve me at my best,
And I’m just not there yet?
I want to tell you, you can trust me.
Your feelings are safe in my hands,
But I might end up letting go
And chasing after something that’ll hurt me more.
I know you’re what’s best for me if I healed,
If I stayed focused and put myself first.
I could be the man of your dreams,
Instead, I’m like any other man.
I wish I was like Atlas and could carry your load.
I’d tell you my cup is empty, but I can take more.
But I’m on the edge, with one more bad day
Enough to make me spill everything over.
Oh God save me
From the substance
That are dangerous
But I think they are pleasurable
Liberate me from poisonous substances.
Oh God save my soul
From the things
That are wrong
But I think they are right
Broaden my awareness
Sharpen my intuition
Guild and lead me to glory.
Oh God restore me
Restore my lost glory
So, I won't be telling old story
That I was once on top
Just to feel among
I want to light up
Any room I enter.
Colorful Halloween witch has her own scarecrow doll
Will she get any taller? Will she get giraffe-like tall?
I was not sure where this fear came from, but I said maybe not.
This seemed to make her happy, satisfying this little tot.
As butterfly
I spread my wings
Float in blue sky
Like bird heart sings
Crisis fleeing
Bathing in sun
Never needing
Liquor or gun
As feral cat
Hunting for dinner
Found a fat rat
Supper winner
Am not wasteful
Bones sharpen teeth
I’m so graceful
Watch how I leap
Into the tree
That bends in wind
Creates shade leaves
Rustle amen
Weeping willow
Responds to life
All animals
Seek shelter nights
Like brown rabbit
Along with family
Hopping habit
From dog he flees
Who is a pet
With furry name
Gonna get wet
In light spring rain
Rain that feeds all
Flowers sway feast
They grow green tall
Feeding the bees
Who I disturb
Wearing perfume
My spoken word
Making them zoom
I flee from bees
Into the house
Not escaping
Sting and I shout
Nursing my stings
Was it my fault
Was only a dream
To take a walk
In the garden
Bird watch sun bathe
Bees don’t pardon
Maybe one day
I’ll be reborn
Creature with wings
With ego shorn
Happy living
As butterfly
I spread my wings
Float in blue sky
Living a dream
Oh what joy does love bring
Seed in garden in belly in spring
Green and growing hearts sing
Two merge to create another one
Just as blue birds lay eggs in sun
Bunnies seen mating on the run
Any living thing in nature procreates
Beast or yeast plant or animal great
Blessed to grow behold God creates
Like any given star,
no matter how distant you are,
you become brighter still,
and I guess you always will
as I learn better yet to know
undimmed radiance, steady glow
of your magical self and the hope
you still bestow on this lovesick dope.
Christopher M. Swan, “Song of Susan,” 2008
God's will for you who belong to Jesus Christ
Is to live life , prosperous and in peace in Him
And in all the adorning
He's new every morning
Never mourning. Also adorning
EVER GRATEFUL FOR ALL THINGS GOD IS BIGGER THAN ANY EVERY THINGS-
God's will for you who belong to Christ
Be everso thankful in all
All circumstances for this is
God's will hallelujah.
3/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
They say
that in poetry
One can confess
all their sins
be freed from
their past
and start again
but these words
I write
won’t last long enough
to be remembered
no matter how hard
I try to hide them
behind flowery prose
they will never
smell like a rose
in freezing winter of the sixties
our house turned frigid
we could hear the wind whistling through the walls
Mom filled empty bleach bottles with hot water
we slept with them to try and keep warm
store-bought hot water bottles were expensive
I do not need them any more
It’s not that Kansas does not get cold
but we keep our heat up and we have two dog-ovens
I race my grocery cart past the produce aisle
the manager there gives me a smirking smile
I am headed for the bakery in the back
lemon scones and blueberry muffins are now in my sack
I leave the grocery with no nutrition at all
These sweet starchy trips will be my downfall.
"Sweet sleeping child: so near, so far"
Little face-feathers:
eyelashes fall on your cheeks,
fringing sleepy eyes.
I miss you tonight
As I focus on the outline
Of white clouds in a pink sky
I miss you tonight
As if it’s any different
Than the night before
It never feels the same
The moments I realize
I have to miss you
Because you’re not here
You’re not here
You’re not here
Tonight, it’s heavy
Your absence in my life
I make it sound like your choice
But sometimes people just die
You can’t plan for it
Even if you know it’s coming
You’re never truly ready to say goodbye
I don’t know what to do with the feeling
There’s no handbook on how to heal
I keep thinking about all the things I can’t do with you
All the things you won’t experience
There’s always a spot for you
And it’s forever empty
I’m waiting for you to come home
As if it’s any different
Then the night before
I’ll still say I miss you tonight
As I focus on the outline
Of white clouds in a pink sky
I miss you tonight
Point Revelation; and spirit's!
A place; high and airy.
Blown here those feelings of release
Refreshed in never cease.
Manacle by thought-manacle
Drops off; as falls away
For consciousness of, more and more
Life's house of detention.
Into that haze, infinity's.
As lost to, at peace - gone!
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