TAN BRONZE GOLDEN LADY
Her vision tan and golden
My heart souls beats so
Copper golden skin her breath,
as lavender kiss
Daughter of Father
Elohim who’s…
Sons ordains coverings
Of precious daughters He Father ordains
My heart souls beats so
Beautiful is the copper golden woman;
Whose brown, tan golden
Beautiful tan bronze golden lady
2/3/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
BRONZE SCULPTURE
tactile
with style
Once a bronze blossom shone so sophisticatedly.
Flourishing in an oasis of tropical butterflies.
Its aura would emanate from enigmatic auroras.
Its roots nourished from the scents of petrichor.
Admirers would gather to gaze at such grandeur,
oblivious of poppies among common roses,
so the jealous sun in its narcissistic loneliness,
blazed with hell like rays, creating a drought.
In the inhuman illusion of synthetic flowers,
its petals withered like rustic wicker wreaths.
I stood helpless, as the wind left it exposed,
as lifeless buds began swirling in the air.
Only evergreen textures remain timeless.
An empty garden has no worth to birds or bees.
In the silence between seasons, so much is lost,
yet unique anomalies always leave memories behind.
Oh how I adore thine bronze gaze,
As thy stare places me in a phase.
Oh how do I love thou,
Allow me to count the ways,
Let me bask in your bronze gaze,
As you teach me how now.
Oh how do I love thou,
Allow me to exchange a gaze,
Let yourself kiss me in all the ways,
As you flail against me now.
Oh how do I love thou,
Allow me to embrace your ways,
Let me stare into your bronze gaze
As you lift me up now.
Oh how do I love thou,
Allow me to in return flirtingly gaze
Into your eyes as you flirt in all the ways,
As you brush up against me now.
flowers all gone now
grasses dried out color brown
seasons autumn fall
cool cold brisk blank air
below fifty degrees so
season change winter
after autumn falls
everything’s not dead just brown
dormant is the grounds
12/13/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
BROWNED BEAUTIFUL BRONZE BROWN NATURAL WOMAN-
Soften tone medi
-um brown ever so her eyes
Smiled all natural
Skin fresh breast symmetric like-
-N grapefruits moisten lips speaks
~
Softly tender breathe
Arms like rubber bands chisel
Stealth ears sweet legs as
Turkey drumsticks firm moving
Melatonin golden brown
12/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Ekphrasis
Coconuts falling large and whole
On my way to gather like gold
Calling my name as I love them so
Only to tame adult drink so cold
Needing the hull to make a bra
Understanding I am a bronze star
Tropical queen who sings in bar
Sing with me, have fun dear heart.
With eyelids painted twilight blue,
I gaze into eyes of my same hue.
Oh! beautiful bronze
Brown skinned woman
You need no man's validation
Yours already pure untainted
You're God's Holy daughter
... and He God loves you
2/7/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
face
carved
in
bronze
enigmatic
expression
From Heaven's height there was lucent light
Spectacular skies in a sanguine sunrise
Where peace prevails and men set sails
Upon swirling seas with a balmy breeze
Dawn displays these dappled days
With a florid flush of soft bronze blush
A splendid scene, stunningly serene
November 10, 2021
Alliterisen - 7 Lines Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
Syllable count checked with Howmanysyllbles
Sequence #2:
1st line- 9 syllables
2nd line- 11 syllables
3rd line- 8 syllables
4th line- 10 syllables
5th line- 7 syllables
6th line- 9 syllables
7th line- 9 syllables
I did not know that my color bled
Into each word drenched in red
Not from blood that runs in my veins
From the white power death forever reigns
My lips move with desperate pleas
Only to soothe your team of trustees
You create my story in your mind
Comfort in ignorance that keeps you blind
I scream louder in effort to be heard
Wrapping my emotions in every single word
Condemned for my angry cries
Fingers pointed at my broken eyes
I am stripped naked and exposed
Opposition has me enclosed
Freedoms door never opened for me
On the other side you all sip on your cups of tea
I knock harder until my knuckles bleed
My vocal cords tear, my hope recedes
In exhaustion I drop to my knees
Hearing you whisper “you pay the fees”
My life was no longer in my control
When my number appeared on your dice roll
I lost long before your game began
A bronze game piece that differed from your iron clan
arctic wintertime
A little leaf waves cuddles
over the cold grounds
parky time winter
so lasts, little leaf cuddles
falls on the bronze ground
no longer spring green
it be winter time now white
with the fallen snow
arctic wintertime
as little leaf waves cuddles
over the cold grounds
1/9/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
I was there when my kids caught their first fish.
Both times it was a pumpkin seed.
A fairytale looking fish -no bigger than a dream.
I don't angle much anymore as the kids are all grown.
My fishing buddies having drifted on.
Now when I see a pumpkin seed in the shallows.
I think of big smiles on tiny faces dashed with summer bronze.
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