Just a write on hell..Alright.!! It
came from my dreams such scenes.? Last night!
I was trying to reach my dead grandfather
It was like he was alive while i slept.?
There were no perameters when i was there
Just striving, false hope and advice from
Strangers it was strange.' I feel drained and confused more than rather.! After i woke i realised the finality of death.' And how small are we.' No matter our currsnt
Roles.? Where we lead? Of are led i remember being told he is not to be found
As i chose to crawl on crushed glass till
That statement would be proven un-sound.' I then awoke..' To the light of day that was an hour ago now so fresh enough hey.? So the earlier write waa drawn from last nights
dream maybe a
Close enough glimpse of what hell really
Means.?
L-etters
I-n
T-his
A-rrangement
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Lita G. Ebueng)
Array of colors
I see at Glory Mountain
Flowers, I harbor.
Adrift on azure seas, where sunlight softly spills,
Feathery clouds, like galleons, climb imagination's hills.
Sails of purest white, billowing in the breeze,
They carry hidden treasures, secrets whispered through the trees.
No anchor holds them fast, these vessels of the sky,
They drift on currents unseen, where whispered fancies lie.
Shapes that shift and morph, with every passing gust,
A canvas ever-changing, where dreams are born of dust.
Each billow, a soft promise, a story yet untold,
Of battles fought with dragons, and castles made of gold.
Unicorns may prance, on cotton candy plains,
While mermaids sing their siren songs, in whispered, silver rains.
The unconscious mind, a boundless, boundless sea,
Reflects in fleeting forms, for all the world to see.
So gaze upon the clouds, and let your spirit soar,
Unfurl the sails of fancy, and reach that distant shore.
March 20, 2024
With an array of foreign stamps
send me a postcard message please;
Take me through those vibrant cities!
Let me see all the rustic camps,
stories of long hikes and leg cramps;
Don't leave out forest oddities!
With an array
of antiquated outdoor lamps
brighten a dark dead of night breeze;
Show me scenery that revamps
with an array.
White swans floating in a pond
Lilly laden covered pads
Royal purple lavender colors
Greenery floral scenery
Graphics water falls ripple rings
Floral beauty optimal coral greenest springs
1/6/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
The smile is the most beautiful attire,
It's good to wear to stop the angry fire.
say hello to the vision
with the beauty of the fields
say hello to the bounty of the dreams
they unveiled
lovely such, a beautiful array!
and if your vision is cloudy
put on those goggles and umbrellas over your eyes
to look out past those clouded horizons
there is God
and as the rainbow covers it's shadows
hovering over us
this is the true promise of a living loving God
and in Him we trust
6/28/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Everybody says that forgetting
the one we loved is unfair, cruel, and silly;
don't attempt to bury recollections under rocks,
and instead of burning them completely,
express bitterness for a sad ending...
although the fervent sentiment never stops!
Search for the fondness of words,
delve deeper into your awareness
and the skeletons of regret won't rebuke
the conscience for the unappreciated value
of all the exciting life they led once,
and the preciousness they still constitute!
Does anyone admit that continue living
without forgiving is an act of unmercifulness?
Should we love ourselves more or less,
never appreciating the joy of giving and sharing?
Pierce the sunless skies with daring eyes,
beyond them, there's an incredible blueness...
not matched or displayed by waveless seas;
what lies ahead is an array of vast universes!
Favorite varieties pungent sweet aroma
Sweet enjoyable
Scented in their beauty
There's beauty in those flowers
Covered with colors beautiful colors
Adorned flourish the middle
Of the vases blooms
Beautiful beautiful array of a bouquet of flowers
5/3/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
You wonder, as I wonder
Where you are, where you are, where are you
You ponder, as I ponder, I slumber
Where You Are, where are you
Seen seeing intervisions fade
Failed religions pray
Prayers to God a man-made cult
Through provocating humanities
Taken they have gone from home
Now they're torn
Gone too far eyes on the Stars
Open eyes carries pearls
...of no regrets ?
Hearts have taken deaths?
I digress!
3/27/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Happy birthday, dear Daisy Mae,
Sheep worship God in proper dress;
Having worn the holy array
In the temple as they confess.
Topic: Birthday of Daisy Mae C. Reyes (March 19)
darling..
we are like values in an array
me, is minimum value
you are maximum value
and our between is range, wide range
we try hard to get closer to each other
till we make a frequency distribution table
but darling...o, darling
we are not able to break logarithm rules
we must accept reality; we will not be in one class
we must accept it, sincerely
stay still, darling
i will ingest billion of smaller values
and add my current value at same time
just give me your thousand of years
Water color painting
Lightest blues, greens,
whites, and grays
April folly in delicate array
God's unique take on spring
Still waters mirror the trees
Who are surrounded by floodwaters.
Some up to their knees
All of those winter snows
Melted around houses and barns
Showing how liquid
April can be in every direction
Take note child,
And call before you come
Lightest blues, and whites
Smiling down at flood waters
Cold water faeries
Under a proud April sky
Confident of who she is
And what she has done.
As I sat
a young man passed me
full throttle
on his way
up a hill--
above him
an array of stars;
I wondered
which he would choose
till he fell back to earth
a magnet of reality
its bloody gauss
called history…
at last to understand
why I write poetry
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