Best Sr Poems

A Verse by Eve Roper and James E Lee Sr- ALL CHILDREN OF GOD-IT’S UP TO US TO LOVE-

"Thank you”, Father
For the Children,  all children 
Oh! Lord
"Thank you”, God
For the their lives,  all children 
Oh! Lord


And God.. It’s up to us
 To love,...

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A Verse by Kim Rodrigues and James E. Lee Sr.-
He Sees Through His Beautiful Eyes We Are Worthy and Worth



As such, we much;
Remain (in…)
Such a beautiful refrain!
Continually praise, our Living King;
Jesus
And I go further
That we are all are God’s children
And we’re worthy
Worthy
Jesus
The sinner and the...

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Oh, and you my friend are truly blessed;
Oh, love of mankind may God keep and continue rewarding you, 
In every way each and every day;
I stand at the gate, and as I wait;
Your faith, your poetic heart;
Enlightens me and gives me courage;
Alas and you my...

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Acrostic - William Patrick Darnell Sr

Willingly loving people as God would do;
Intelligent funny, wittily making you chuckle til blue
Listening with his heart so others can speak their words	
Learning what he must, trying not to make a mistake
Ideally, he wouldn't live as he has it was...

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With the roar of that motorcycle
You got one more ride ahead
An asphalt highway The wind in your hair
A younger man with eyes of an older soul
That gate is waiting for you to round that bend
Hold on tight for a great beginning
Lite by love and heart
You...

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Ice Cream Companions An Acrostic by James E Lee Sr.


Indefatigable brownies ingest eaten with chocolate cake.
Chewy candies treat nuts and cherries.
English toffees mixed in milk and cream boysenberries?

Crude digests absorb ate to fast brain freeze.
Red strawberries absorb flavor.
Edible earths erode moo cow liquids.
Adjacent frozen earths...

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Splendiferous, once was love;
it’s heights a peak of madness:
A burning need, a flow’ring seed
blooming with passion’s delight.

Differences seem to balance.
Weaknesses offset by strength.
A missing part connects two hearts,
Imperfect, but now complete

Hope and dreams unimagined
take root and begin to grow
with focused beam upon the scene--
a future...

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“My eyes look for you;
My heart bleeds the truth
My spirit enters your soul completely
as it strips every fiber weave and holds my hunger.
Gradually weaken the mask I always wore until there was none.
You’re the rhythmic beating flicker gently,
songs pass my ears lodged in each chamber...

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Daddy does drive Deere's down
while working with wheeled
loaders, loud loader loading
the trash trailer, timely.
Ride rocky, ride(roof, roof)
backing, beeping, buzzing....

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QUIET TIME WITH GOD   
A COLLABORATION WITH Curtis Moorman--Viv Wigley-- James Edward Lee Sr.

In the quiet time of the evening at the end of the day;
I hold communion with God while I kneel down to pray;
On the spindle of midday and midnight the...

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The Seed—a Fiction Narrative Verse by James E. Lee Sr a Alexander Chee ASSIGNMENT

The situation is a fond memory;
More precise a fallacy;
I’m always…
Wasn’t all that aware
Nor, did I care
Family members most
Saw that I was an oddity
Around the teen years
Didn’t partake of alcohol, drugs nor marijuana
I...

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Meeting Hank Williams Sr
I was setting in a store back 20 years ago.
When a car pulled up to the door.
A tall man in a cowboy hat came out and came in.
He sat down and began to tell us a story.
He ate a piece of pie...

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I Am James Edward Lee Sr. Did you Know it- I am a Poet

I am a poet
I wonder what words I will use
I hear the sound of the crowd cheering my name
I see a chance to jam
I want to have poetry in publish books
I am...

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Says, the old man begs him 
each time he visits him at 
the nursing home, to put a pillow 
over his face while asleep help end 
his suffering,

but he watches too many C.S.I spin-offs
on t/v ,  
and the old guy’s just not worth the...

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green and white 
he asked  
why was it covering the peeling ochre walls  
and the moldering door  

she said 
it was different then  

an artist used to live 
upstairs...

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