Higher, through this loftier
Discretion of mind
Than what does flash, sky-winging
To Earth's space confined
Places one, which bright state in
Is joy's true Heaven.
Clearer, purer. Whose source is
God. Ever risen.
Lyre-clasping, a warbler, too
Myself, of love songs.
Miss, smiling meek, attested!
Which trait there belongs!
Royalty can be no match
Sometimes, for a plan to hatch
From the minds of angry men
When they have an angry yen
To overthrow what they don’t like
and make a move to shoot and strike
Rather then make their appeal
They would rather maim and steal
But
In this saga to retell
As his rage he could not quell
It is true as it was seen
’Twas a pickle saved the queen
Had she not reached for that Dill
Her assassin’s plot to kill
Might have gotten very far
Had she not reached for that jar
Thank God for that pick, pick, pickle
Saved her life, it’s just that simple
Sometimes, she is just so fickle
Thank God, she reached for that pickle
Now forever in this land
There will be a PICKLE Stand
With a sign for all to see
Saved the queen, HEY, look at me
That assassin’s been arrested
And his punishment attested
He will labor many years
Canning pickles, chips and spears!
The sick and the injured had been his whole life
He’d never found time to ensnare a good wife
He’d slept with a patient and soon was arrested
“It just happened once,” to the court he attested
He’ll run no more x-rays, he’ll set no more bones
He’d made the mistake that no jury condones
No more operations, no drugs to dispense
The judge said, “The public demands recompense.”
“Your claim that it happened just once was complacent,
There is no excuse to lie down with a patient.
A long prison sentence is what you will get
Such a shame… for I hear you were quite a good vet.”
I laid beside your softness in the night,
Felt warmth in your fingers and open eyes.
Then you trusted me, as I held you tight,
Our love, attested by unguarded sighs.
Such love and beauty were a precious gift,
But there's another story to be told.
With a cruel heart, I'd set you adrift,
And was not there for you to have and hold.
I knew that you deserved another man -
A man who could give you what you were worth.
Long ago you left to follow your plan,
So, you'll not know, I will soon leave this earth.
Up in heaven, I don't know what I'll find,
But on earth, you were always on my mind.
Onward Christian soldiers
Armed with your risks and dares
Proclaiming your new year resolutions
Assessing your evolution
From all your years of resolving
Solving, dissolving and involving
With all your learning and experience
With your mastered resilience and expedience
From seasons of pain and agony
That birthed your compelling testimony
With memories of good old days
With hope of righteousness that pays
With seared assurance
Of peace within whatever turbulence
Of salvation availed to all men
Of God’s promises yes and Amen
Of the unchanging God even in changing times
Of His ever new mercies each morning in rhyme
Of His long life attested to by the years
That we welcome in pomp, color and cheers
Ever to the believer so sure a premium
Even 24 years into the millennium
And may we know what we live for
Even as we hope and pray for many more
*A HAPPY NEW AND PROSPEROUS 2024*
okayReality score in the midst of the rain I'm okay
In my pains yet I gain I'm okay
My reality is assured sometimes I am bored
And in the chaos in the rain yet I'm dry I'm okay
I'm okay because I speak forth life
I'm okay in my kindred spirit I move past the strife
I'm okay while in the deepest depths of the darkness darks
I'm involved in my journey's vest in the wrong and the right I'm okay
Deepest heights highest depths
meaningful presence I am kept
I survived I'm alive I'm okay
in my gratitude further into my substitute I'm replaced
I'm rejected I'm embraced I am blessed
attested above below for sure assured resurrected standing on life's projected
I'm firmly found, I am presently bound
embrace by His righteousness my God above
showed me His I got the love
and in myself beside myself inside me I'm okay
6/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Is our love a dance macabre?
A dilly dallying with death?
Or a mystic encounter of unabated love?
Will it last? Will it end?
So many questions left unanswered,
So many uncertainties attested,
All cumulative in a death wish
As emotions run devilishly amok.
My soul screams with this unpredictability,
Its echoes rampage through my veins,
As bubbling blood courses through
Twisted arteries, through havoc and chaos.
Is it the folly of chained love?
The unearthly silence of togetherness?
My lips pronounce your name but no one answers.
I realize my questions will never be answered.
Our togetherness is but a charade,
Shadows dancing in a moonless night.
Your allure is just too much to bear,
I dare keep it no more
So let our ways head into different tracks.
Henceforth I'll dance alone.
A dance macabre.
She barged through the doors of the bank with her gun
And shot the security guard just for fun
She fired her gun and yelled “Down on the floor,
I’ve shot me one man, I could shoot a few more!”
One customer, Jenna, said, “Hold up, you cretin,
You half witted loser, it’s jail you’ll be gettin,
You charge in this bank with that soppy old pistol
I think I might kick your ass from here to Bristol.”
The robber, fired two bullets into the ceiling
And said, “I shall shoot anybody not kneeling.”
Jenna said, “I’m gonna laugh as you fry.”
The robber said, “You’d better reach for the sky.”
Armed police turned up; one lady arrested
Based on the ‘facts’ that another attested
The robber’s at home playing video games
And Jenna’s in jail for calling her names
And all the police wonder what to expect
Now that they’ve lost any public respect
At lunch break they wonder how low they could stoop
When they’re as inviting as watered down soup.
[What a coincidence; a poem about someone called Jenna enduring an injustice. Pure chance… honest, Guvnor!]
Extinguish fear and heart’s desire
Dwell in the vibrant void
God-connect is what we aspire
Bliss suffused, overjoyed
Awareness thought rested
Each pulse love attested
The way ego’s bested
Hold steady dear
Extinguish fear
06-February-2022
Quietus
Holy day
Always
I shall say
I will pray
A day in the life
Written in strife
I am relinquished to say
I worship today for everyday
Holy day
Always
I shall
Praise
I will pray
Alone yet that I am not alone
Oh! I am so chosen
I worship he had been attested
I pray I acknowledge Him always
Holy day
Everyway
Celebration
Acknowledging
So am I chosen I am worshiping
Him solely for pure thoughts as
I pray art often dismay I display
I am this day I worship worshiping
Him our worship I worship Him on this holy day
9/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Warm love
Unified by her soul
Felt peace by her care
With her warmly hug
A lasting Energy is always born
Warm love
Satisfied by her presence
Conceived from her harmony
No greater care can't be attested
To her warmly soul
Hug me with peace
And Let me feel
the warmth of your love
Rodin’s thinker felt deeply misrepresented in his pose
he had been simply doing his business in privacy but
paparazzis had caught him seemingly sitting on a rock
nothing on his mind but having a pee after a night out
too much beer with his mates in the pub and all that
was on his mind was whether there were painkillers
in the vanity unit to soothe his nauseating hangover
twitter went mad and the tabloids fronted his image
raised him onto the dubious pedestal of iconic status
attested him with clarity of thought and contemplation
he had only been looking at the bathroom mirror and
counting tiles and toothpaste stains in the marble sink
did not mind so much that he was nude in portraits
they painted because the truth must be stark naked
and he was not one to falsify events and their cause
but taking his ablutions out of context made him
feel shame rather than reason for he was abused
in nature’s call and his wife might object but he would
never again sit down on the loo when having a tinkle
10th March 2021
I feel something
I do, I do
the comfort in the ache
salting the cut of my lip
the blood and her drip
sleepless nights
atoned and attested
the trials
tying me in knots
held captive
allowed only
to swing from her gallows
her hallows of eve
as hollow as they seem
and I see thru the blackness
nothingness
blinded by the barren brush
as the breeze blows
her winter's snow
and I am cold
so very cold
a weathering rock of stone
with frozen crystals as my bones
and never, never
have I felt so all alone
a breach in the existence of time
unable to speak
unable to reach
silenced, drown
in invisibility
lingering
in lifeless remnants of blue
Q- Quit all the hangouts , parties, you desperately want
U- Underground you remain, or in the hospital you might be found
A- A virus has attacked
R- Rich economy, now remains ransacked
A-Attested , that million died
N-New normal has been defined
T-Take your position at an arms length or you might be fined
I-Injunctions are many to be followed , in order to get a better tomorrow
N-Nevertheless , there is nothing to worry about
E-Equanimity, is all you need to care about
A cousin and a friend both lived to witness an unpleasant surprise.
They loved life but wanted their money to live longer than them.
My cousin hit the jackpot in gambling and decided to delay
or avoid paying the income tax thinking that he would be
Dead before the IRS discovered his plan. Well, he was surprised
When he realized that he was blessed with longevity that allowed him to live longer than his winnings. His luck and his fortune ran Out, resulting in him paying the tax.
My friend acquired wealth over time but ran short on money as his
Life was being blessed with longevity. Standing alone one day and
Looking sad, I inquired of the source of his unhappiness whereupon
He informed me that he was living too long because his money was
Running out. I concluded that he would rather be dead than poor.
I also concluded that Life is indeed a splendor thing, but it can also be
A very surprising thing as attested by my cousin and my friend.
053020PS
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