Best Creates Poems
Eyes to eyes now meet
Tenderly our lips touch
We, adventurous
Rhythmic vibrations rejoice
When love creates little ones
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"How do you create such beauty. Gratefully;
So glorious high mountains;
Fruitful green valleys;
Pearl floral green aqua waters;
O God you, just you created these...
How do you Father;
How do you;
"How do you create such beauty. Gratefully;
Gracious skies blue and white;
Your spirit breathes in me;
The life you see I am thank you for making me beautiful;
And all the leaves on the trees;
All those little children running free;
All the flowers stems and petals;
At beginnings God's promises;
He left in the skies His beautiful rainbow...
Everything all everything is beautiful;
So glorious high mountains;
Fruitful green valleys;
Pearl floral green aqua waters;
O God you, just you created these...
How do you Father;
How do you;
"How do you create such beauty, Gratefully;
O God everything you've made is beautiful;
How do you, How do you, How do you;
"How do you create such beauty, Gratefully;
8/14/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
A Dedication to Panagiota Romios based on her words
Glosa Verse -Cats and the cradle, song by Harry Chapin
A child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
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Neglect Creates Holes
opening the newspaper
much to my dismay
I glanced over the story
with the words child and slay
a tear trickled into my coffee
my sugar for today
too busy to read anymore
for my eyes grew sore
the hospital only a moment away
"A child arrived just the other day"
born with a hole is his heart
yet a huge grin upon his face
knowing life was going to be a struggle
he handled it with grace
putting joy within his parents eyes
though many nights they did pray
for him to pull through
that fate would be ever so kind
to allow their son to live and play
"He came to the world in the usual way"
with a pricetag from many medical bills
worthy of later hopes and dreams
becoming a reflection of parental bliss
their joy an ongoing theme
just when he grew strong from so much love
it slowly began to decay
parents have a way of becoming far too busy
they forget their responsibilty
to nourish, educate, and even pray
"But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay"
surely a child should understand
what it takes to survive
for a family must work together
so that they may all stay alive
but the cost created a loss
as his heart started to betray
the joys instilled within his soul
when loneliness ruptured the hole
the tear faced father was heard to say
"He learned to walk while I was away".......
(Glosa)
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A notion by the starry-eyed from the start:
“Follow the truth which lies in your heart.”
Call me cynical, say that my intentions are cruel in their casings.
Yet in the end, deny that it is the mind that perpetuates feelings.
Sentiment is never ending if one so chooses, and can be tyrannical in its allure.
Emotion is unrelenting, creating the very existence of human nature.
We pretend that people do the thoughtless based on a feeling,
yet our minds can change emotion within a split second by perceiving.
The images we see, the sounds we hear, the fragrances we smell,
the objects we touch, the tastes we absorb, and the stories they tell.
Our hearts are not self-functioning, their state is merely the result of contemplation.
As self-sustaining time journeys, the results overthrow notion.
What inspires this complex spiral of mind?
Music, discovery, revolutions formed by the brave and kind.
Be it an advantage or curse, this unique price we pay?
Does it make us different in any way?
For if we care, we destroy to thrive.
If we don’t, we lose ourselves, just staying alive.
So ponder, think, perceive, and muse.
In the end, our minds will with the dust fuse.
Zero is nothing
And so we came here with nothing
And we'll leave here with nothing too
Life is a confrontation
We live to build up wealth from zero
From nothing to something
A trillion has a number combines with 12 zero
We leave without all the wealth
That it returns to zero
From zero goes back to zero
Maybe this is God's formula
To create man's belongings
And so don't turn to evils to attain your wealth
It shouldn't be God's will
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A bedroom door that never locked,
Footsteps heavy like thunderclocks,
Mother's wine glass, cracked and red,
Words that bruised more than fists ever did.
A closet full of whispered screams,
Apologies lost in fevered dreams,
Father's belt, a sermon preached,
Love, a language never reached.
A dog buried in silence deep,
Secrets traded instead of sleep,
Schoolyard eyes like hunting knives,
Laughter echoing butchered lives.
The smell of ash, of plastic burned,
Lessons no one else had learned,
The joy of breaking dolls in two,
Just to feel a shadow move.
Windows rattled by unseen guilt,
Churches built where lies were spilt,
A hand too firm, a voice too loud,
Praise withheld like poisoned shrouds.
The grin he wore was not his own,
But stitched from pain he’d never shown,
And in the attic of his skull,
He catalogued what makes life dull.
Not born of hell, nor born insane,
But carved by years of steady pain—
And now the world must guess his name.
spiritual self
encased inside physical
shell God creates man/center>
2/17/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
space, emptiness, devoid of contents;
He is there…ever knowing, all seeing, all powerful;
He…who is He?;
master, creator, judge, father;
omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent;
who was, who is, who will always be;
thoughts of creation;
swirling;
it begins;
He creates;
wind over water blows;
heavenly voice...light;
separation begins;
darkness and light creep away;
a new creation...day and night;
He creates;
boundaries of air;
the waters above and below separate;
dissension of the ranks...one higher, one lower;
separating water from water;
barrier of sky;
He creates;
moving, stirring, separating;
the waters divide;
dividing for a reason;
creating new life, creating space;
land;
plants of all kinds, grow and prosper;
seed shall be spread over all the lands that He has created;
land...created by Him;
He creates;
times of day, times of year;
identify with our surroundings;
finding our place in the universe;
seasons to designate time;
minutes to identify time;
things created to define time and space;
two masses...celestial bodies;
He creates two...sun and moon;
responsibility...govern day and night;
He creates;
fowl of air;
creatures of sea;
come forth at the beckon of He who created you;
heed His call;
obey His commands;
multiply and be fruitful;
populate this orb made by He who created you;
He creates;
beasts of the land come forth;
heed His call...the call of your creator;
arise...be fruitful and populate this creation;
He creates;
man;
in the image of Him it is formed;
man and woman in the image of Him;
created from dust, created from bone;
creation from creation;
proclaim..."You are to name the beasts, the fowl, the creatures, the plants;
name them all for that is your duty;
govern over land, sea, and air;
live in His creation;
protect His creation;
love His creation;"
Him on high sits, work finished;
glancing over all that was created;
observing each detail, each feature, each characteristic;
it is good;
this is His creation;
this is His world;
He is Creator;
rest.
Words are part of me
I’m alive in the rain, and the sun-
Because they allow me to feel.
Yet as I find the right words
And I put every feeling and emotion-
I am able to comprehend.
I find that I haven’t created a poem
Yet a poem created me.
It becomes everything inside of me
I breathe it, I speak it, and I live it.
A poem creates me…and I become alive.
some days, I walk in the forest for hours,
everywhere I turn, they wish me well
little boys rise up on their toes to drink from the fountain,
the pictures in schoolbooks show benefits, for only a few
when I go to the farm to buy fresh eggs,
chickens gobble in refrain... just say "no" to drugs
when I ask the grocer what farm his pork comes from,
he sighs, and sends armies to attack my brain
when I raise my voice to slow the machine,
only those parts already rusted.... understand
only those parts
already rusted
understand
Yet, I do know a little of the law:
For all its forms but fortify from flaw.
To that which renders beauty must it serve,
Nor from this purpose, may it ever swerve.
From solemn silence, symphonies upswell,
And half the year I’ll dwell in Asphodel.
For I have found that - there are autumns, too,
And ice of winter doth the springs renew.
A Person doing wrongs like creating terror is a great misfit of society
know the fate of life if we go on like this without knowing the almighty.
Killings for the sake of revenge with notion of wrong facts is bad
and pursuing it any form is for mankind in its entirety very sad.
Oh God why don't you help us in performing the right duties
by adhereing to your advice we will make life full of beauties.
First of your advice is living together with a sense of brotherhood
to know thus everyone has a sense of understanding for his livelihood.
And the second advice is the helping attitude that we have to find
and by doing so we will elimanate the difficulties of others of any kind.
And the third advice is satisfaction with how much God has given us,
and thus set at rest any wrong notion with a and dominating crush.
Last and not the least we have to acuquire knowledge for living,
trust. love and truth are the things that we have to go for giving.
Gain knowledge for a sense of wisdom which makes a cool temper
emancipate the world and let all the work of life go unhampered.
Greensleeves, hawk came for release.
During acclimatisation, fearless kitten crept
up fence by hawkstand.
Both Beings eyeballed, briefly touched ---
surprise, fright, flee.
Next day, kitten hitches a ride in my car
and gets out at dairy!
Left home!!!
wing'ed One inspects
intrepid four foot climber
universe expands
Written 5th July 2020