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Small And Large, Black And Brown Cats And Dogs
A Concrete Poem
be
casted in
vomit fur
nocturnal! a cat
small and large!
positively fun
positively fun
as cats and dogs
small and large!
fluffy and curly
a cat and a dog
black, wry, grim
rather fluffy and curly
positively small and large
lovely, nighttime, endearing
nighttime, resilient, sardonic
nighttime, lively, lovable, wry
black, endearing, cat resilient,
resilient, amusing, lovable, wry
black, lovely, nighttime, lovable
dog black, nighttime, endearing,
lovely, amusing, lively, lovable
black, both lovely, nighttime, lively
black, resilient, sardonic, wry, wry
black, lovely, sardonic, lively, wry
black, sardonic, lively, and lovable,
lovely, endearing, lovable, wry
lovely, endearing, lovable, wry
lovely, resilient, lovable, wry
lovely, resilient, lovable, wry
black, nighttime, endearing, resilient, lovable
it makes me think of very, very extraordinary things
all springy black, lovely, resilient, sardonic, amusing
running black, lovely, resilient, sardonic, amusing
retch true cat
ruff/meow feline
wry
so
I
am a
Lighthouse,
proud and tall, ignoring
all the
waves. Inside the
chambers of my soul is peace.
I do not care how
badly the stormy
sea behaves, His
songs of love and
mercies never cease.
My Keeper helps me
daily, my Light is always
on, my eyes have seen
the glory of the resurrected
Lord. In the darkest hour, right
before the dawn, the mighty
storm is silent at His majestic Word.
I warn so many ships at sea of the
great danger, I show the Light,
the safety to the port, I guide them
to The One born in a manger, to the
Truth, the Way, the Life, the strongest Fort,
I am a Lighthouse standing on the Rock of Ages,
The Light for all that hopelessly roam, Hope in all
the storm that rages, I safely lead the sailors to the Home.
Golden dust of the moon
shifts musical notes, Blue butterflies
are carpet for the forest, The stars
crack come down to my OO OO table in the evening,
It’s a happy and beautiful | | world… in my dreams.
It snows upside down with | | white snowdrops kissing
the red sun’s rays, Silky flakes sing, the silver bells ring, it is a
cleaner and better world in my dreams. Tears turned into dew
on the still unborn grass beneath my feet, The yellow birds
fly towards the light, and the flowers smell of joy, It is
peace, and quiet and harmony in my dreams
Cherry blossoms dance as the angels sing the
violin, It is a big holiday every day, It is eternal
Spring… in my... dreams. Golden dust of the
moon shifts musical notes, Butterflies
are carpet for the forest, The
stars crack come down
to my table...
Small, Brown Birds in the Leaves of the Trees
A Concrete Poem
Oh
so
your
leaf
a thumb
all brown my
very shiny your
we all brown thumb
leaf me very excited a fluffy
all brown ever so shiny me a fluffy
all brown a very excited very excited
very excited very excited so translucent
quite shiny colored, cunning, brownish
appealing butterflies quick, silently silently
charismatic soft brown birds fast, silently
its cunning butterflies fast, silently silently
colored, bright, semitransparent together its
clear, humble, butterflies semitransparent oval
in soft brown birds colored, cunning, brownish
up photogenic butterflies quick, fly ever so silently
ever so enthralling butterflies flight, silently brown
birds ever so photogenic brown birds flight, silently
ever so many charismatic butterflies with the birds flight,
silently ever so appealing butterflies flaring, silently they fly
butterflies flying,soft brown birds colored silently
brown birds clear, cunning, icy clear, fast, crazy
decidedly brown a very shiny
leaf a wings a a fluffy
brown! a a wings
leaf a leaf
me a flys
fly a win
a
3/19/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
the Terrorists were succeeding beyond their wildest dreams
the terrorists were succeeding
beyond their wildest dreams
they thought what were the chances
it was so much better,
easier than they thought
as the bombs dropped all around them
to where it would end
they did not know
All they knew was that
it was all about to end
you see we were facing the end
The morning after the end of the world
the bombs fell and fell
in fact all over the world
it felt that the world would end up
being destroyed as the world ends
and nuclear war
they called for the end of the world
be so it must be they
thought to themselves
would they be able to stop the carnage
so it ends much as it begins
one does not know how it would end up
the bombs doing their bomb thing after all
they were simply bombs
all must die once they are released
after all that was the way it was
the bomb facility opened up death
the death of the whole world
of that we can be sure
following the blue prints
the master plans of the war planners
at the end of the day
it looks like Armageddon
a end of the world game
would it get that bad
to end the world
is that what they wanted
they did not know
it is possible no one knew
it was uncharted territory
it was the end of the world
if the bombs did their bomb thing
Poetry Super Highway Prompt
Turn to page 35 of any book. Use the first two sentences backwards for your prompt. I used James Tate, “Worshipful Company of Fletchers” and got: “ The pleasure of little incidents Remember.”
From Vince Flynn protect and defend original text
If it was possible they wanted to get a look at the blueprints of the facility after all they were doing one so would be called and destroy it in the morning you about where to drop the bomb so better the chances were of succeeding
from
sky
a
blade
of
grass
descends
into
root
a
plot
of
dirt
and
seed
inspiration
at
the
hand
of
nature