Best Residue Poems

Residue 

Wrapped in cellophane and ribbon 
mocking burned down evergreens
Screaming at the shadowed walls
as nightmares spurn your toxic dreams

Lurking near the bottles filled with 
endless empty molten fears
Dampening the diapers as a 
mother cries her countless tears

Broken weave of tattered sleeve behind the darkness to...

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Sitting in front of the fireplace,
thinking melancholy thoughts ...
brooding, dark contemplate
Lonely heat I feel from the flame,
I hear the fire whispering your name
Memories shimmering in the blazing light;
days of pure happiness, nights of sheer delight
I see your smiling face so clear in the flame
Sparkling is...

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Stymied synergistic stoolcumers synchronized
of gifted glib galb garbage run of mouth
nicotine rings of one night 
no promise quickly spilled
ever taxed gestured pocket
pool. tandem coulpling random 
access eye spew askances for a 
tainted night glow. Weak whitewine 
whispers office yupslugs curtaling on a 
Friday nnite feeding...

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The innocuous white powder; 
those dusty crumbs, 
sniffed off distorted, glass mirrors 
reflect images not his own. 

Straight up or cut down, 
it shames the weak 
and weakens the poor. 

Cracked up or cranked out, 
oozing from a crusty nose, 
dripping from his blank stare,...

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56 years. 

Now he lives on the 8th floor, 
she lives on the sixth. 

2 floors, 
two buttons, 
and 20 feet away. 


He travels 
by cane. 

Relieved 
they don't make those things 
out of saw-dust, 
she lives 

2 buttons, 
two floors, 
and 20 feet away....

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"Whip 'em into line!", 
an old phrase but still
sometimes heard.

In my lifetime,
usually applied to
recalcitrant children,
but in these politically correct times, 
used less and less.
But, I think often times
still thought.

I remember how easily
it was once said
and wonder at the brutality
it implies and still does, 
this residue...

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Swamped up to my throat,
retching on passion’s residue-
Every last drop spent....

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stains of emotional residue

stains of emotional residue....
remains hidden in the aftermath of the emotionaly laden war
buried within the emotional graveyard
stains of emotional residue....
negatively charged explosions
go off within the battlefield of the mind
stains of emotional residue....
never able to cleanse the soul 
of the residual feelings that...

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as dawn draws nigh~yesterday's residue,
linger on the fingertips
in twilight hour~ one graspes, for something
that can't be held, father time


12-31-19
Contest: Ku Duet 
Sponsor: Silent One...

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4/21/17


All humans made of bones and flesh it's true
Whether you do or don't have your whole life ahead of you
There's always going to be a test or two
During any treks we do
The sky ocasionally red and blue
At certain dates bills and rent is due
Objects straighter...

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They're leftovers -
 laughter from the good times,
 tears from the heartbreaks,
 warm cuddlings to soothe the soul,
 tight clingy embraces from the many goodbyes,
 the soft gentle gurglings of newborn life,
 uncontainable joy of two bonding into one,
 the pleasures, treasures, measured
 in a...

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Ignorance
Is all that's left, all that's left
Resilience
Should be what is left, what is left
A break through
These decisions can't be made without you
And these still framed minds
Only see in one direction
Tear down the walls 
Leave nothing behind
Just tear it all down
These pictures and paintings have already...

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Residue of tears..
Tear stained cheeks..
Moistened by its residue

Swollen eyes with irritation..
Saddened by circumstances ..
The daggers that have been thrust upon one's life..
Painfully stricken like a plague ..

Residue of tears..
Tears flowing and cascading like a roaring waterfall..
Roaring waterfalls of sorrow..

A deepened sorrow empty and hollow..
Solidarity non...

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Lost in the stuff that dreams are made of
Floating on tails of whales
Tasting the sunrise without approbation
Sleeping in crumpled up sails
Losing my voice in the heat of a song
Lighting the stars with my candle
Piercing the poppy's delicate paper
Earrings too dainty to handle
Diving to depths with...

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Been incarcerated in a house;
Displeased in surrounding clout;
Walls sadden painted windows covered in 50's paint;
Ridiculed and stagnated
Accustomed to be alienated
 I walk outside still alive vertical choice
 I received my voice
Contemplating
Residue survival

10/10/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024...

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