Is a man free or numb
Oblivious or ignorant or dumb
When unmoved by events surrounding
As conspicuous, persistent and resounding
As the crumbling becomes
That he still sings psalms
Is a man’s aim to mock
Is his peace demeaning or a shock
To those who see him as out of touch
Not feeling at all if not as much
The scathing scalding shared plight
That has put down the mightiest’s might
Is a man so hollow
That he shares not the world’s sorrow
Does he offend by his peace and happiness
Is he teasing at the world’s emptiness
Is he unwilling to help feel
And will he will as much will as others will to will
Is a man absolutely one with the many
Without the exception of any
That he must surrender his judgment
And strive to endure the torment
Of a burning calling brazing his bones
And his praise to almost be shouted by stones
Isn’t a man God’s own creation
For His purpose, will and timely intention
One to plant and another to reap
One to send and another to keep
All different members but of one body
Duty bound and call ready
K. Muitherero
Categories:
brazing, men,
Form: Rhyme
When the day prowls with fear
And dark, little less in pair,
The eyes, a shuttle for tears,
The heart, beating in pierce,
In nature's treat, I sought repel.
A subtle rythm of an unstill pour
Flapping fins ushed to its shore
Birds, singing to the twitching twigs' haw
'cucko ducko' brazing the breeze,
Coating the heart with its kindful bliss.
There and there, my lots are pricked
Till I am back to my four-wall's thick
Where the stars tickle the bars,
To mother nature, I owe this verse.
Categories:
brazing, grief, imagery, nature,
Form: Sonnet
WOMAN VIEWED BY A MAN IN HEATED NATURN
I see you in the morn
See you in the spring
As summer warms
Brazing heats scorns
Your beauty rains
As my mind is clouded
Envision you drive me insane
As a man who vies a woman in heated nature
10/04/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Categories:
brazing, appreciation, desire, for her,
Form: Light Verse
You are logic where she speaks intuition.
You love hard within the confines of your mind.
She loves outwardly with her heart.
You both speak the language of passion with an embrace that lights each other’s souls on fire.
The burning desire to fall to your knees with the slightest whisper of your hand brazing her cheek.
The unforgettable harmonic touch of your lips delicately dancing with hers.
Let your flames burn like the sun, every day & mystify the world, every night.
Crash into love, every time.
Categories:
brazing, body, deep, desire, love,
Form: Blank verse
God’s own country
The Land of greatest opportunity
The Land of free men and women
The Land of nurture
The Land of all dreams
America the shining light of freedom
The Land of golden opportunities
The Land that breeds all Lands
That gives hope to humanity.
But how unlike her
We see in the brazing heat
America is our hope for free born
Methinks America should not die
For it is a beautiful Land
Many sweats and blood
Have watered the landscape of America
For the world, my people
My Land is rest assured in her
God bless America!
Categories:
brazing, america, blessing, dream, hope,
Form: Free verse
Tear charged riders
Above the sea
Born and chosen,
To rise and clean
Air, and water
Our hills and valleys.
They help filter
UV rays streams
From brazing earth
That all receives
The sun's power
To hold it burn free.
Tear charged riders
Raised by light beams
For earth, like father
Joined by breezes,
Dancing mother
That life we may breathe.
Hands together
Might that is feared
Teams of silver
Their fate quite sealed
As they're propelled
Death, in drops of tears.
Tear charged riders
Above the sea
Your sacrifice,
A price quite dear
For salvation
That all, may know peace.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 06.14.11
Categories:
brazing, allegory, dedication, inspirationalmay,
Form: Rhyme
Whirlwinds of magnitude great swirled like wildfire rising.
Far above the celestial skies,
a whisper among the Gods-About her beauty.
That widening smile, her twinkling eyes!
The words just broke and the worlds just stopped to watch
as she jumped to sway her flowing frock.
The winds of mischief with growing lust gasped for a moment and grew stronger,
Watching her honey-drenched lips shine with the sun’s blinding rays.
The rays so sharp, cleverly did try to hide her skin, brazing those watchful eyes.
She jumped to reach…
to reach for something above the skies.
The splendid horizon, the mooring moon,
the soaring eagle, the thumping beagle…
something much above what the eyes could see.
The mind full of vanishing struggle oft tried in vain,
to contain her within limits of boundaries and pensive solace.
The fragile leaves swayed in the field
with tender understanding as they soothed her glowing skin.
“Even the free-sailing tempest dareth not stop her now.
This time is for her to fly and touch the skies.”
Said he standing invisible somewhere nearby.
Categories:
brazing, angst, fantasy, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse