Breathing Poems

TO AN ALLEGORICAL BREEZE OF WARM AIR

TO AN ALLEGORICAL BREEZE OF NATURE
(Apropos Of A Warm Breath Of Air)

A sweet summer breeze;
An aromatic delight:
God’s warm exhaled breath:-
My our world’s lungs soon be filled
With God’s inhaled peace and love.:-
Oxygenated
In God’s warmth, let’s seek building
A oneness nation:-

Walking and Breathing

I walk and breathe 
And breathe and walk. 
Listen to the sounds
Of children and chalk. 

I smile at the pictures
Drawn with great care
Pink and purple flowers
In pixies' sidewalk lair.

I smell at the rain
That surely soon falls 
And listen to the birds 
Singing their calls. 

The sun is warm, 
And thaws my old bones
Today it's welcome

Necessary

Needed, air.
Humanity gasps,
Beyond care.....

(3-5-3 poem).

Breathing on Ashes Slope

Written: July 19, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Rob Carmack

Quote "The eye goes blind when it only wants to see why" by Rumi

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I stood while Genesis breathed,
a slope of cinders, forged from death.
Youth splashed sludge on my skull
kismet resonated ahead.

I ventured beyond the silk of youth—
It's homaloidal

Nessie

O yon Loch Ness Monster
is come out of the lake
through all the wide border
his tail left a wake
and save his fire-breathing
he weapons had none
he swam all unharmed
and fair maidens he won
so faithful in love
yet so very messy
there never was wee beastie 
like the young dragon Nessie

(With apologies to Sir Walter Scott)

I stared at the ceiling and wondered how the body keeps breathing when the soul gives up

I stared at the ceiling and wondered how the body keeps breathing when the soul gives up,
like a ship lost in the sea of silence, rudderless, drifting aimlessly,
they told me pain makes you stronger, but it left me numb,
like an echo of a heart that has ceased to truly beat in the world.
I wore sadness

I did not summon these thoughts, they arrived already breathing

I did not summon these thoughts—they arrived already breathing,
wrapped in the salty cloak of silence, like relics
rising from the forgotten graves of someone else's ruins,
where echoes dance like spirits in the twilight of forgetting.
They shape themselves in silence—carved by unseen hands,
hands that know my marrow better than my own soul,
molding clarity from the fragile bones

Buddy Breathing

"Buddy Breathing" 

Ten leagues below
the bed of the ocean in my heart,
strange creatures exist,
they guard the gate 
of all things that 
have past 

the sound of their existence 
is strange music for strange creatures,
words are not written, nor are they spoken,
mute hearts bleeding and eyes wide open
masks are worn down here, like soft harlequins 
glistening

The breathing, bare branched tree outside the kitchen window?

She shivers about, tense
at the inhospitable world 
blinds and plexiglass seal frightened creatures from. 
Rocking
from root to root — 
in front, in back, in 
the sun’s silhouette, the wind fancies her social anxious, as if 
her and I were not sustained by the same substance, as if 
our roads will not diverge. When I 
learn

Breathing Words

Mere words are placed upon the page
Where ink conjoins with pulp.
And higher themes than tongues can wage
Are sought in parsing prose.

Language is the mind’s attempt
To cobble thoughts from words,
Yet seeks discourse on things exempt
From rationale’s employ. 

‘Tis not a boast upon the breast,
That burden to un-bear, 
But hope that scripting at its best
Does speak without

The Doll That Never Stop Breathing

Dolls of different sizes 
  Materials of sorts and gazes
Toys of young and old
  Memories of warm and cold

Dolls that blink or eyes wide open
  Colors of skin, shrink or soften
One doll you can keep, dreaming and pondering
  For you, will smile and never stop breathing 

One doll is all it

Belly-breathing

     Too tense?  Stressed out?  24/7 Pressure?
        There’s a remedy, for absolute sure
     If with anger or angst you constantly seethe
        What you’ve got to do is belly-breathe

   

SOULESS BLEEDING BREATHING HEARTS-

~souls many beating hearts
some of them harden, some soft
some humanity fail to breath no longer breathe
yet they bleed, 
they long to be kept


        we are beating hearts breath


12/19/24 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© 

Breathing

Connected to everything,
My environment streaming,
Teeming with creatures breathing,
Energy from the sun beaming,
Particles of light dreaming,
Creating things into being,
The body you are seeing,
Is made up of everything,
And you are the air you're breathing

ways of breathing

Winter's rehearsal seen in late Autumn,
       white flush of sensations aired —
voice sang, caught on her drift...

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