Best Overjoyed Poems
This love, more than a feeling, it’s twinkling
Like the purple blue on a mountain’s hue
Or lightest rain, trembling with truth, sprinkling
My heart with gentle dreams, yearnings ensue
This laughter, more pleasing than morning dew
Singing hope to the heart who’s dissuaded
Restoring wonder with such a breakthrough
Through love this awesome, joy is persuaded
This light, brilliant as the sunrise in June
Pours out peace, hope and grace throughout this life
Because my soul is restored, I’m immune
To the darkness of night, worry and strife
Due to the love you give so caringly
We shall live grateful and unerringly
love, laughter, light shift,
urging souls to grasp - wealth comes
from giving, blessing!
love, laughter and light silence the darkest of nights
You dont have to do the things that I like anymore
you can come home at what gour you want
you can stay awake on the street and never go home what do I care
Im tired of loving waiting worring and missing you
find yourself another hero I became history for you along time ago
I gave up daydreaming about you I burnt your photos I threw away your belongings
maybe it wasnt as eay as I thought but I have come to accept it
I gave up everything not just you everything that contains you
In the beginning the Lord created a great deep,
So deep that no eye saw anything but obscurity.
This deep we now by name call the heavens,
Accompanied by the creation of great vacancy-
A formless void that is uninterrupted by shapes.
It is the undefinable foundation for that yet to form,
A place we now think of as the planet earth,
Which passed the tests of the primeval, perfect storm.
Now with this creation comes the beginning of time,
And for measurement a transparent hourglass,
With an exact amount of sand enclosed within,
Which has until this moment been at an impasse.
Not a grain has been able to pass the constriction,
Until the Creator has commanded it to go.
As the primal beauty comes into existence,
Change enacts sand to fall in the chamber below.
With the passage of time within the hourglass
The Lord’s creation enlarges and expands;
It becomes the abode for another creation –
The harvest of the Lord’s desires becomes Man.
To Man the hourglass is a no longer fashionable,
And it may even seem to be ruling his day.
So he looks to the Lord for a savior—
For someone who-win or lose-will want to play.
The solution from the LORD is Woman,
A helpmate fashioned of Man’s own bone.
His dream has become his reward,
And She seems even better than homegrown.
Her figure is the perfect hourglass,
And her countenance is a bonny display.
Plainly It seems Man never saw the lady coming,
Since his plain morning bird became his bird of prey.
scintillating wings
spinning fairies sparkle green
sets my heart laughing
THE ON-LY BE-GOTTEN SON
OF THE SOVERIGN GOD WHO REIGNS
CHOSE TO LEAVE HIS THRONE AND BECAME FLESH
AND HE SUFFERED FOR MY SAKE
AND WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE WORDS HE SAID
WHAT HE DIED FOR, AND THE WAY HE LIVED
MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
YES, MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
JESUS IS SO VERY SWEET TO ME
HE GIVES ME GRACE EVERYDAY
HIS LOVE FOR ME IS UNCONDITIONAL
I JUST CAN’T HELP BUT TO PRAISE HIM
AND WHEN I THINK OF ALL HE BROUGHT ME THROUGH
HOW HE DELIVERED ME
AND MADE ME ANEW
MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
YES, MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
HOW COULD I EVER FULLY EXPLAIN
ALL THE LORD IS TO ME
I TELL YOU THIS, THERE IS NO WAY
SO I’LL KEEP PRAISING AND WORSHIPING
AS LONG AS THERE IS BREATH IN ME
WHEN I THINK ABOUT THAT PROMISED DAY
WHEN MY MASTER COMES AND TAKES ME AWAY
MY EYES WILL BE CAST UPON HIS SHINING FACE
MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
Don't bother ringing me on the phone cause I'm in the kitty cat zone. Can't you see? Leave me a lone. The kitty cat zone.
I'm not over joyed now that you're home. My tail's not wagging for a bone.
What do you mean to watch my tone? The kitty cat zone.
This relationship you want to hone? I can make it on my own. Leave me some cat nip and I just might get stoned. The kitty cat zone.
The forest in summer
Burning with raging desire
Your hands on my back
April 9, 2020
I:15pm PST
A child of God
sitting on the porch
crying
the adult ask
the child what
are you crying for little boy
happy in his tears
he says I'm crying
tears of joy he says
I'm crying happy
because you have finally
praised the Lord
and now you walk with me
with our God
Thank you Dad and Mom
Thank God Amen
7/22/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Overjoyed with his life was he
As in a new plaything.
Engrossed at no end of a string
For what of it broke free!
The swinging ghost was giggling into the wind
October magic gave her a heart leap and grin.
This is the coolest air, and the best weather!
Overjoyed to be swinging; her name was Heather.