Best Openly Poems
I began to see openly,
Reach out to the sea,
And adopt forbearing motion,
To open my heart for songs of love,
And dance like free bird,
While I enjoy watching the sunset
Making me think of the past,
When I befriended the mountain,
Which gave me peace I solely desired, and
Happiness to go on smiling,
As springs opens its ranks
Granting me silent delight
For being in the open,
To see openly, and
Appreciate when happiness makes a mark
.
For blind minds and
doubting hearts, Truth
has always been there to see
in the ebbs and flows
of all that was and is,
but not will be.
But, strangely, the
obvious often remains
unnoticed, unseen,
its deeper meaning
hidden clearly behind
each open scene!
.
tell me, you say Camus is a memory to you
I think it's strange the way he gets me too
I found this lately on the bus ride where
well suddenly it just seems like noplace
as every part of the past uprooted into
this new day, I am wandering through this
ancient military disaster looking through
piles of wreckage, when they ask, folding
chairs into trucks on some journey to
awakening.
the world is like a doll to me, smiling in the window
overtaking history with her little shoes
what situations are these, tailored like some
foolish plastic dream of disorder and tantrums
I stood cold staring at the chaos drilling out my
lines, finding them like, twist only, or push to open
political
social-democracy is a dressed-up capitalism
And you can’t have it both ways.
Sooner or later capitalism will take over
By transferring the utilities to private hands
Water is a human right issue so is access
To see unhindered the wonder of nature.
Socialism is about sharing recourses
Capitalism is by taking it and selling it for profit
The two beliefs cannot mix as human greed
Takes over if unchecked
I spoke those words impulsively,
I didn't think them through,
And now I disagree with me,
Knowing you do too.
We analysed at the same time,
simultaneously conclude,
Scrutinising my own mind,
disagreeing just like you.
What a stupid thing to say,
Is what you say to me,
Confusing if I say the same,
Even though I now agree.
I live aware but can't prevent
the impulsive words I speak,
I live with this embarrassment,
An everyday repeat defeat.
They say there's always one,
that one is always me,
And I guess what is said is done,
that is just the way it be.
Sorry if I am unpleasant
I speak truthfully,
unnecessarily and blunt,
beat them down beautifully.
To be honest I can't lie,
when I do I'm transparent,
so I live an honest life,
facing what the others haven't.
How can I hide my ADHD
when it's so apparent,
wear my heart on my sleeve,
resilience my talent.
It's all I know so ordinary,
I said before it is defeat,
not though more importantly,
worn down on repeat.
Some people who manipulate
steer clear of reality,
Denial first then stipulate,
weirdos reek of vanity.
They are needing this protection
against things I have overcome,
I'm the odd one out, the exception,
strength confronting things they run.
So yes I'm stupid blunt and nasty,
awkwardly impulsive often,
the spoken truth can be ghastly,
but fake's repulsive and chosen.
Project your self image as immaculate,
full of wisdom and intelligence,
skilled hindsight speaking accurate,
foolish symptoms and pretence.
I face the world that I live in,
impulsiveness is not my choice,
some fake the world they live in,
decisiveness in a lying voice.
At least I'm not scared to be me,
openly showing my personality,
never faking my identity,
pitying those act unnaturally
Learning is open to the known spirit
Living loudly towards the strong delight
Fine is the powder of the rubbing for steak
Coarse is the word for the injury therein
Nostradamus never predicted my escape
Reality struts in without a sound
And I comply, horses clipping of their clogs
Strut stout and remembering nothing
My ideas ring about endlessly between
The realm of the dream and the living
Standard for igniting a coal stove
But irrelevant to bee stings in autumn
Hopelessly romantic, bends on one knee
Purposefully pronouncing dedication
Of needing another’s long lived troubles
Past to future, bringing the brink of beliefs
Nowhere to hide but behind the face
Of your eyes through the mirror
On the other side of the silver backing
Russell Sivey
No need in frightened flight
to hide in jet black
night.
Strange, but to the obvious
many are
oblivious.
Although in plainest sight
some can hide in
brightest light.
Often the case is this:
What seems can be
what is!
No need in frightened flight
to hide in jet black night.
Strange, but to the obvious
many are oblivious.
Although in plainest sight,
some can hide in bright light.
Often, the case is this:
What seems can be what is!
For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God
And it is by openly declaring your faith that you are saved
Only if only if I just believe
Believe in my heart
Only if I just believe, believe in my heart
That Jesus is Lord, Jesus is Lord of all
He is the greatest hope, for the greater good
And He loves and died for us (all)
For its believing in our heart of hearts
That Jesus is the Son of God
And He has, He can save us all from ourselves
Save us all from ourselves
For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God
And it is by openly declaring your faith that you are saved
For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God, and it is by openly declaring your faith that you are saved
Oh, it's only by believing in our hearts that we are made right with God and it is by
Openly declaring our faith that we are save, we are saved
We our saved
We our saved
We our saved
Forever and always Hallelujah
We our saved
We our saved
We our saved
Romans 10:10
Hallelujah
2/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©