Best Thoroughly Poems
Love me Lord for I Am Dirty Wash Me Thoroughly
Oh, Lord I'm dirty
wash me
God, I am lonely love me
Lord I'm a sinner
Save me
Save me
Wash me
Love me
wash me over and over and over again
I am dirty, wash me
I'm so lonely, alone, so alone;
Lord, God hold me, love me;
Hold me
Hold me
Love me
Hold me
Cleanse me deep from within;
Beneath the marrow and my skin;
Create in me a new person;
Wash me
Save me
Hold me
Love me
Oh, I am such a filthy mess;
And yet you allow me to be blessed;
Give me your spirit;
Allow me to be near it;
Oh, Lord I'm dirty
wash me
God, I am lonely love me
Lord I'm a sinner
Save me
Save me
Wash me
Love me
I'm stinking with sin
I repent come on in;
Heal me
Save me
Love me
To my very essence, Oh, I'm repentive;
Come inside me Lord, God;
So that I may live long.....
I repent come on in;
Heal me
Save me
Love me Lord for I am dirty..........
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018 ©
11/15/18
Though still as loving, still as kind and gentle, still as beautiful as they were in days of yore…
today’s grandmas are a different breed than the grandmas who came before.
Although they still share some similarities…the love they freely give…that twinkle in their eye…
the ways we use to think of grandmas…those old cliches…
to modern grandma’s don’t apply…
Grandmas of old were called Grandma…only Grandma…
at least all the grandmas I ever knew…
today we call them Nana, Gigi, Oma and YaYa just to name a few.
Grandmas were once characterized sitting in rocking chairs,
smiling crocheting with other grandmas…their needles kept neatly in a tin…
Today’s grandmas still smile while they sing and dance
and now…rock any chair they happen to be sitting in.
Grandmas were known for baking cookies…and driving slow…like they were in a coma…
Today’s grandmas still bake awesome cookies but drive like they’re at Indianapolis or Daytona.
Grandmas were once depicted as old ladies…wearing glasses with their white hair in a bun…
Today’s grandmas let their hair down…and are all about the fun.
We didn’t think old grandmas ever took a drink…
they were too busy knitting…or talking to one another
Today’s grandmas can be found with a cocktail in one hand
and their grand-baby in the other.
Yes, although modern grandmas some new skills and behaviors have amassed
they still share some important qualities…with our grandmas of the past.
Nothing will ever replace the feeling of a Grandma’s hug
or wonder of a Grandma’s smile…
and love, generosity and caring will never go out of style.
We learned this from our old grandmas…
saw the love and the magic in their resolve….
and isn’t it wonderful to see in our modern grandmas
how that love and magic has evolved.
Those past discouragements
and unheeded advices
made everything harder for me,
to reconsider love more thoroughly...
Did I ever find that true somebody,
who would have believed
so blindly in my unquestionable sentimentality,
and not in my loyal feelings living inside;
have I been so selfcentered
or put on a face of insincerity?
I eagerly searched for that perfect woman
with the urge of an irrational man;
unfortunately,I misjudged those wanting me
for their pleasure alone!
Oh,I could have been
so venturesome and silly,
and enjoyed the intimacy
so intensely desired by me!
Unexpectedly,I'm forced again
to reconsider love more thoroughly...
A Thoroughly Modern Monster
It’s hard to be a monster
Living in a modern world.
I’ve only got claws, not fingers,
And can’t even unlock my phone…
An Apple is no longer something to munch
And Orange turned into Everything Everywhere.
I now can’t eat runners for lunch
As I can’t even bite through their lycra!
It’s hard being a stylish monster
When you’re bald, spotty and covered in slobber.
I tried dating on tinder, but just got swiped left,
So now I think I’ll just not bother.
It’s impossible to buy clothes
As I seem to scare the staff,
So I’ve taken to living in the zoo
Hiding naked near the giraffes.
The animals don’t mind me.
The elephants like my smell.
If you spot me, do me a favour,
Just promise me you won’t tell.
Shhh!
copyright Emily Joshua
And in a pinch reluctantly talk to yours truly,
a very reformed Jew rarely attends Synagogue,
(he who cannot be named) hails from Prague
offtimes provides a wonderful monologue,
whereby his eloquence usually finds me agog.
Propinquity between scribe
of Schwenksville (Pennsylvania)
heavily shuns engaging in diatribe
loathes bombastic, egotistic,
imperialistic, narcissistic, terroristic...
zealot trumpeting art of the deal
if necessary even coaxing bribe.
I would be up to the task and not averse
to extemporize unless stage fright did curse
ambition to chat up intellectual conversation
and/or solemnly soliloquizing regarding
recent deceased driven away courtesy hearse
(yup another coronavirus/COVID-19 statistic)
despite heroic measures
exerted by selfless nurse,
whose tears trickled down flushed cheeks,
while her lips she did purse
methinks she wondered if pandemic
would get worse.
Oratorical predilections quake
these lovely bones, which at lxii ache
after lugging a load of Bananas
after me and the missus did betake
ourselves to purchase said fruit at Landis
(841 Gravel Pike, Schwenksville, PA 19473).
The main rhyming reason
for jaunt at aforementioned market
unquenchable thirst for riches to slake
aware improbable odds winning powerball
nevertheless bought two tickets,
fat and/or slim chance reality would wake
one average dirt poor Joe Biden his time.
A lofty song Enya doth sing
plying her lilting heavenly voice
titled "Marbled Halls"
for no rhyme nor reason came to mind,
perhaps momentarily fantasizing
how gobs of moolah tickle me fancy,
although the lyrics strongly in apropos
especially opening line -
I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side...
Pertaining to the nuances and subroutine of said liquid lunch
And after many waxing hour's of forensic deconstruction
I feel it's only right to say
I was very, very drunk at the time
And cannot in all honesty even remember exactly what the final outcome was
Nor in fact what the actual meeting was
pertaining too in the first place
But i do feel thanks are in order
Let's do it again as soon as
I still have credit left on my expense account
Be a shame to let it go to waste
Kind Regards
Yours Sincerely
M.P
Mayor
Councillor
Such pipedream regarding
winning bucket loads of cash,
would make monetary woes
in an instantaneous flash
mine dentures no longer
will futilely grind and gnash,
cuz I would undergo oral surgery
and simultaneously acquire
mush sought after gumption,
where dental implants
could offer million dollar smile
mastication boring full force
while I monstrously, yet easily mash
the most unpalatable pop slop
made with tender loving care
courtesy the missus.
Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors
play key role to alleviate paroxysms
debilitating bouts of anxiety and panic attacks
wracked these lovely bones
during their roaring twenties
severely impinging potential to relish
joys and sorrows present within mein kampf
vast stretches of life sabotaged
courtesy mental health challenges,
thus I acknowledge miracle of modern medicine
particularly prescription medication
(iterated within first line of this verse),
which allows, enables and provides
blessed escape illness noggin tortured.
Trump Thoroughly Upset
Starting this one from scratch.
Trump is upset and has made us upset;
Seems to fool around and always fret;
Injured in shade,
By a grenade,
Was in offensive he thinks they call Tet.
He even lied about this. What spurs him on
amazes me and I have many bones to pick
with him. Have heard he has Vietnam Vet
on his license plate as of late. Oh, and he
is offensive in many ways these days.
Jim Horn
Lord I am a sinner
And you grace has supplied
Gives me another chance for eternal life
Jesus I ask of you and the Father
Father God forgive me
Of, ALL my sins from birth until now
Father God forgive me
I'm a dirty one
I don't under stand why God Father you love me so
And I thank-you, for another chance
And I thank-you, for my witness
And Father I thank you God for your blessings
I am dirty
Father
Filthy, Lord God
Dirty I am
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
I am dirty
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
Cleanse me in my spirit inside wash my soul
Oh, Father God clean me from flesh, down to the bone and marrow
I'm just a filthy rag cleanse me so that I may don my purple robe
I'm just a filthy rag cleanse me so that I may don my purple robe
6/11/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
from anthology "FORGIVEN SOUL"
Trump Thoroughly Becoming Terrible
Trump was thoroughly becoming terrible,
As well as unsure of self and unbearable;
Standing tall;
Real goof ball;
Like broken record appearing irrepairable.
Jim Horn