Functional fictional phases;
Destitute Monumental glorious appraiser;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic holograms;
Basic truth;
Absolute;
Regrettable prolific stanzas;
Which religious monarchs enslaving;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic mannequins;
Absolute,
Basic truth;
1/29/20
James Edward Lee Sr 2020
backpacks, rugs, shoes, a couch or two, lots of junk from a junk drawer,
what kind of junk?
Just general junk.
Can you itemize it?
pennies,
scissors,
toothbrushes,
matches,
pens,
eyeglasses,
toothpaste,
combs,
dog chews,
nickles,
necklaces,
rings,
thread,
dimes,
a quarter or two,
balloons,
Scotch tape.
Not an off brand? Scotch?
I stare at the imaginary appraiser in my daydream.
What would I do in a fire?
I guess I had better never have one.
Or I might become a murderess as well as an arsonist.
I’m an insurance Auto damage appraiser....So yesterday I had to inspect a car for an older gentleman and called him to setup the appointment. I told him I needed to inspect his car for the insurance company and I would be there around noon time. He said I’m fixin to go on my weekly trip to Dallas and I’m getting ready to leave. I said oh wow, I’ve always wanted to go there and asked if he was flying or will he be driving the car with him....there was about 5 seconds of nobody talking so I broke the awkward silence and said, gotta love them Cowboys! More silence. I was beginning to think oh boy Robbie. You’ve done it again. He probably meant Dallas Georgia which is two hours away and not Dallas Texas a few thousand miles away. He finally said I’m gonna leave the car in the driveway for you to inspect but I won’t be there because I have to go to DIALYSIS. I’m sure he was thinking...what kind of Brokeback Mountain fool is this talking about loving cowboys and flying. ??????????????????????? ??
Sewn lips
That’s my best stitch
You don’t seem to have any limits
Must be nice to have no off switch
How do I keep ending up
Silencing my roar
Can’t seem to stop myself
From always shutting my windows and doors
Somehow I’m stronger on my own
My spirit got brittle
My fire was stifled
When I opened my soul to yours
Catch my eyes
Mostly penetrating the floor
Lost my confidence
And more
The insecurity demons
They eat me
Feast on my uncertainty
Questioning everything I do
Swallow vials of razors
Sit on my hands
Better off motionless
Easier to please the appraiser
I love the browns in Tahoe’s nature,
I cry from the beauty in each acre ….
I have seen many parts of America,
savored each region’s unique flavor,
yet I am now a mute and awed appraiser.
In Tahoe, nature and enchantment neighbor.
Deep inside me, emotional tribute waves
gather, build and then rise in praise.
I feel the fuel of my soul’s veneration
as it revels in my Father’s creation.
My head and my heart harbor no doubt
that God comes here for any timeouts.
The oldest, tallest and most sturdy trees
are the lakes and mountains strong trustees.
Each flaunts an assured, confident attitude
for they have long lived their attributes.
I watch these trees with my soul’s eyes
as each nestles clouds in lazy, velvet skies.
Trunks reddish to dark brown are superb.
Such huge trees dwarf mankind into a blur.
Ancient brown trunks are divine to behold.
I give thanks man left them undisturbed.
I would love to dwell in this forest’s folds.
A simple cabin would serve my fantasy.
Each day I’d visit a different brown tree,
absorb them one by one, most happily.
November 2, 2016
It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser
The East Ends gangster appraiser
So loyal to the Kray's
To his very last day
One the Sixties ultimate erasures
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i could look at laura
all day
that perfect smile
and dental display
she has something
that she keeps in her smile
that says your welcome
and stay for a while
every show has guest stars
and this is true
our guest this week
is nabila
a special treat for me and you
"whoa" commercial time
she's so fine we are
going to have her "checked out"
to see if she's really worth
the fortune we see $$
i don't need an appraiser
she's worth it
and brandi, she's jerods girl
a thorn in his side
the light of his world
who is that woman from texas
with that big black man
don't ask me why i think she's sexy
i just know that she is
i like a middle aged woman
that still looks good
i'd meet her in person
if i only could