Making time to go back in Time,
Will get back what was thought lost for all Time.
Time after time,
When I have listened to my inner voice,
My guardian Angel,
Who works over time,
And I have gone back in Time,
To retrieve items
when others said I was wasting my Time,
That the item was lost for all Time.
Only two days ago,
My Guardian Angel alerted me in Time,
To retrieve my wallet before I lost it for all Time,
So back in time I did go,
To the bus stop Seat,
To find my wallet on that very seat,
Something others thought an impossible feat.
I do hope you have taken the time,
To go over very line,
I have written down for all Time
So you next Time,
You think an item lost for all Time,
You will remember in Time,
My poem on making the Time,
To go back in time,
To avoid standing in line,
To report your crime,,
Of failing to go back in time.
Perspire, poor perspicacious?
Tenacious at the quick?
Sanguine, solemn, sagacious?
Lost lighter wheel, fine flick?
Yes, and when the autumn rain:
Turns the place to mud:
Twister. Terrible terrain.
Coat shed. Drawn in blood.
Chairs black walnut, open backs.
In a circle rest.
Fine feather-cut, trains on tracks.
Ash and smoke, pour west.
O canopy of crimson!
Thy ladies fair sparks blow!
Diadem diamond, honey dun!
Hummingbird, fly low!
Marble top, mahogany.
Tables outward curve.
Tracing white as destiny.
Vilified the verve.
Iron spouts conical?
Fire bellows breathing in.
Candelabra, port and pall.
Triangles of tin.
Project beyond thy sockets!
Blue star-shaped ornaments!
Dark night shattered, fired rockets!
Soldiers out of tents!
Concentric, calm, chiral.
Two-sided, layered thick.
Videos gone viral.
Stump oak and hickory stick.
Obama Center
Home away from Home
Obama Center
Stay a child of the sun in your life
Because whosoever hath the sun
Can give the sun!
I left my Father from my space from a place called heaven.
I came down into a womb
Out the womb into a room
And in 1 day, if the Lord says,
If I'd accepted him as my personal Savior
I will return back to belong
Just a traveling soul,
Just visiting this OLE World,
I've been saved safe and imparted.
With the love of God,
His Amazing Agape love
Hallelujah,
I belong to HIM, I am of I AM,
I am the righteousness of God
And in 1 day, if the Lord says,
And if I'd accepted Him as my personal Savior.
I will be returning back to belong,
Just a traveling soul
Just visiting this old world.
Father, Lord, my mighty saving Elohim God,
I will be back in a minute. Second,
if you don't come back here,
first I will be back why I belong.
8/25/26
written words by James Lee Sr. 2026
A Man Chained by Vices
He is lost on a long road with no turns.
He doesn't move forward to find,
freedom from his addiction.
He doesn't look back to know
why he is shackled to his vices.
Instead, he sits still wondering when he will be struck by ecstasy again.
Chained to the sidewalk, he waits near the cold road,
helpless like a newborn child that can walk.
He looks up to an unforgiving winter.
Praying salvation wash over him.
Whence Harry got to tarry for a Barrymore
Extra curricular activities ,
Extra virgin olive oil
Extra terrestrial cosmology,
saucer you are a foe, metaphor
You are an earl gray without Milk and sugar ,
a cup after an interlocking prayer
A wrinkled skin that tells a lot about a tafsir
And a tiny pillow that will be always mine
telling me to come home and sing a mundane song.
I am oblivious to loose any more
I am neither grievance nor exaltation
I am a tribune that you are Sasha's brother
they check the headline every day
Do you have the funeral teardrops with you?
Mine one was empty as I got them all from you.
The one who knows Rita
The one who knows Glow in the dark
The one who knows Chapter Takathur
The one who knows Alan Kurdi
The one who knows I miss that I never coveted
The one who knows I came to the sky blue , light hearted silt head
Not to have you, but to have me, back!
As I look back
failure was never
an option…
destined
to repeat until the lesson
learned –
As I look back,
I have been schooled
and graded for life
by death --
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The soul skips and bumps
a corduroy road – these often
alter pass vehicles we call the
Human Body And Currier --
I transport no angel messages
nor devils to lament --
no convictions other than
my time profitably spent --
Profitably Spent, not meaning an
accumulation of victories...but a
process of divining, sinking – drawing
out of the earth more than I ever put in….
Few but the blind,
Can see the alternatives,
And the few who can see like the blind,
Often find themselves in a bind,
When offering alternatives to the many who are not blind,
But keep their blinkers on,
Making it difficult to see they are not using their scone,
To prevent them walking into an alley that is blind,
Where only few but the blind can see their way clear,
To breathe in some fresh air
To avoid waking up blind to alternatives
That are open, only to those who use their initiatives.
cool stream
touches skin
with cleansing, ancient promise
as heaven leans close enough to whisper
my name again
Uproariously running like the stampede, these cats huge saunter near me luckily I found this marble next to my wallet, both the money and wallet are big cat varmints like silky trespasser near and dear this marble acutely registers you dear.
Who could not be happy,
When surrounded by,
Hearts that beat day after day,
Week after week,
Year after year,
To bring me good cheer,
And Love that is unconditional,
Always congenial,
To keep the negatives at bay,
.
Now I am happy to say,
My heart has picked up the beat,
That works a treat,
In making my life sweet,
Making my life complete,
As attention I no longer need to seek,
Every time I speak.
cool stream
touches skin
with cleansing, ancient promise
as heaven leans close enough to whisper
my name again
Abraham's seed, repent
Be baptised and saved
The Holy Spirit, heaven - sent
Saves the enslaved.
become one with nature
meditation and deep prayer
cleanse body and soul
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