Best Specs Poems

Gender is a line that is not level
   A plumb line swinging bearing fruit




2/7/2020...

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As I remember Grandpa's face
the thing that comes first to my mind
his rimless specs with thick lenses
it was a unique thing of its kind.

The thing that comes first to my mind
his hanging specs at tip of his nose
it was a unique thing of its kind
at its place even with eyes closed.

His hanging specs at tip...

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The sprout of momentary illusion, 
the voyage of a derelict dream in place of a lie,
the lure of April, the deceit of May concertized in December, 
in wintry snow, mocked, 
miscarriages of a well worn organ,
the grin  of February,  
suspended in September,
the burden of unconquered Lust,
the armies of censorial  secret "bedders",
begging for...

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Of books about Home Run King, Henry Aaron
  Duval, Florida school shelves are now barren

  What kind of specs are those folks wearin'
    ~ Methinks they're definitely errin'...

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Yonder grow the Chicory Specs,
that glow between the eyes and flower.
Greater is their glow admired,
that faces show their pride and power.

Scattered on their stems like ladders
pulling them apart.
Relaxed to see your eyes appending.
No better face of art.

While breathing cool to vent them in.
Their hearts too cool to touch.
Lo Chicory specs to feed your soul.
No hunger...

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Bro, you ate my candy, serious business.
Chocolate will give you zits, may they never heal;
May your teeth all rot out; may you gain fifteen pounds;
May you lose your hair and have mental breakdowns.
May the  good Lord punish all those who steal.
But, I want you to know, you have my forgiveness.

Now, let’s get down to...

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Dull tones smear and coddle in a gray muddle.
Cow brains munch cloud fields.
A reality steeped in foggy conjecture
until I find my spectacles.

I enter far horizons 
like Columbus arriving in America;
not on the continent, but on some island
and outcrop just short of finding pay dirt.

Gradually, through the resurrection
of rods and cones, a far-seeing reality sucks
clearer vision...

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The moment I brush off tiny blue specs
from the pink part of my nails!...

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The distance spec
 Falls onto the crevice 
Fills the planes and lands clear 
Translucent and frozen white accumulates 
Bizarre surroundings frozen dew
Unstoppable constant accumulation turns into blizzard

10/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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I want you,
To be a drop of water,
From those dreamy clouds
Falling apart,
Through this cold cold air,
Fastening on its path,
Dropping on my expensive specs,
Making it's way down to the frame,
Almost a minute it must take,
Before it slides on my cheeks,
It's size almost halved,
And when it ends itself evaporating,
I want you!...

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OH DEAR! I'VE LOST ME SPECS!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With a twitch of her tail and a frown,
Suzy scoured the roots and the ground.
     “Have you seen my frames?
     They’re not just for squirrel games!
Without them, I’m quite upside down!”

With acorns and nuts all around,
She’d trip over roots on the ground.
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