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WINTER'S BROWNS-

yon brown covering
painted on the cold golden 
grounds splashed in hue form
~
tangle tan, golden 
browns domain winds now engulf
whispering gentle
~
silent screams buffers
embraced cold couples rap up
in hue form fidget

1/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©

Blues and Browns

Eyes of sapphire, dazzling blue
Locks my gaze, looks right through 
Mine, honey brown, together blends
Behold your beauty apprehends
Heartbeats sync, pulses one
Desire grows, exponential sum
Squared then cubed, the nth degree
This passion that's inside of me
Cannot be measured, yet contained
Impulse, I try to keep well trained
You know, it's there yet out of view
I want more, I want you

...Someday...

Charlie Browns Christmas Show

The honorable Charlie Brown’s Christmas show is a stable in my house
As welcome as “not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse”
Linus’s blanket was used to help the tree look prouder that day
I anticipate the personalities of characters as the story line gives way.’

Lucy is as arrogant and bossy as every overbearing cousin I had.
Schroeder’s piano-playing prowess makes the melody seem glad.
Snoopy gives his best performance in this show every single year.
Pig-pen, the dust-magnet has no other phobias to fear.

Franklin, Sally and Linus all have their individual parts to play.
I anticipate their personalities, there is Patty, so merry and gay.
When she calls Charlie Brown Chuck, there is a fondness felt in my heart.
Charlie Brown’s Christmas Show gives the holidays a wonderful start.

Browns Bookshop

millions of words all neatly filed 
silently shouting please try me ,
open my covers escape to my worlds 
i’m so small and neat you should buy me 
here i could browse linger ‘til i drowse
under their awesome power.

but I wonder if at night
when they switch off the lights
and the town begins to slumber,
do all those words emerge,
mutter, murmur and chunter
practising their sounds
a cacophony that rounds,
bounds and re-bounds
from the walls and ceilings;
does the fiction vie
with those works that try
to instruct;
does the times 
thunder at the sun 
then in solidarity combine
against the shrill whine
of the weeklies and monthlies,
those frivolous glossies
to whom they are certainly superior
until just before the dawn,
when the world starts to yawn
they all silently glide, slither and slide
back to their proper pages
to wait with the patience of ages
to lure and ensnare me

millions of words all neatly filed 
silently shouting please try me ,
open my covers escape to my worlds 
i’m so small and neat you should buy me 
here i could browse linger ‘til i drowse
under their awesome power.

Reds and Browns

The field stretched across the plains
like a sea of yellow sunrays
glistening off the peaks
of little hills of haystacks
dancing and floating across the fields
On a throne of wheat and wearing 
a golden crown.
to honor the fertile ground
of reds and brown.

Low Tide Browns Bay

Old mooring pylon
 with shag aloft,
wings flapping.
 Fitness freaks with dogs
jog the shore -
 one woman in particular,
her thighs slapping.
 An old heron and I
are amused -
 we fly away,
both of us clapping.

       

Written: circa 1993

The Oranges and Browns of Autumn

squirrels get frisky
cold weather aids their enthusiasm
round and round the tree they run
horses glad to be walking on cool asphalt
loving the oranges and browns of autumn

O Wide-Eyed Baby Browns

O wide-eyed baby browns
pink lips curl, produce sucking sound
mother loosens her blouse, instinct
she rubs his ruddy cheek
he drinks deeply as her heart leaps

5/15/2019

Writing Challenge 2, May 2019, Lind68868

Sponsor - Dear Heart

Theme Chosen - A Living Scene

Les Browns Leap Frog

He was a frog who was really quite neat
while blowing his horn he'd tap his feet
zoot suit attire
his jazz was on fire
canteen frog couples couldn't help but leap


3-19-18

Cleveland Browns

The original Browns are not in Cleveland anymore.
They are now known as the Ravens, and they play in Baltimore.
A new Browns team built from scratch has taken their place.
However, the way they have played has been a big disgrace.
Cleveland fans have endured some big-time stormy weather,
since the new Browns can't get their act together.
The Cavaliers and Indians have been playing quite well.
The Browns style of play has really looked like hell.
Folks in Cleveland want to see the season over and done.
Not one single game has the sorry Browns won.
Well, the same old phrase is what we have to hear:
Perhaps the Browns will be better next year.

Taking the Browns To the Superbowl

Constipated man
No laxative shall move him 
Beans got the job done

Ode To Mcdonald's Hash Browns

Forbidden Pleasure

This morning I had a Hash brown
Something I almost never do
It was greasy and hot
And I liked it a lot
I was sorely tempted 
To go back and buy two

The girlish squeals from my booth
Were embarrassing in truth
But I simply could not
Contain my delight
The smile on my face
Could not be erased
As it only grew wider
With each bite

One hundred fifty calories
Seemed as naught to my belly
As I scarfed the last morsel down
And I was not really conscious
Of regret or guilty conscience 
Only the memory
Of that Heavenly
…Hash Brown…

Mike Browns Body

Mike Browns Body

There was a young man named Brown
Who walked to the store downtown.
He never made it home,
Now an outline in a chalk zone .
Where his body for hours was lain
This created scene, by a cop so mean
Caused an outright global uproar.
While his hands were raised up;
he mowed a human down-
Which caused America's rage.
The masses were now crazed.
The crowd rebelled,People maced and jailed .
But The world chanted Ferguson Down.!
"Burn baby burn America must learn" !
There will be no liberty, til lives rule over property.

Ole Pokey and the Browns

 fable 

Farmer Brown never works on Sunday, 
for Sunday is special and they go to church.
Two horses in his barn know of kindness
for of kindness, the Browns talk a lot.

Each Sunday one of their two horses,
one horse drives their wagon to church.
The kids are nice kids, Mrs. Brown is joyful, too
joyful and compassionate like Jesus.

This Sunday, the oldest horse stayed back
stayed back with a weak leg to rest.
Looking out the barn, Ole Pokey saw the sheep,
wild and wooly sheep had broke through the gate.

Knowing how important the sheep are …
the sheep are the Brown’s livelihood,
Old Pokey wakes the lazy dog with a start
with a start to start rounding up sheep.

As the family returned from their worship
worship of Almighty God, they found
their horse limping, but pacing the open corral
corralling the sheep back inside.

Children, this story I tell to show you
to show you that kindness to animals pays.
Old Pokey was hurting but that didn’t matter,
what mattered was a love for his master.

Browns

Muted 
Spring death rises from His trees
He painted with more than purple, blues 
and 
greens
He gave us more than angry reds and the 
proverbial mellow yellows
He knows
His children 
Needed more hues for our crayons
He created a world within rich earth
Where seeds planted bloom into beauty 
and 
food and become staffs or knives
He knows
We grow
He created us so.
Rivers of mud and streets of dirt
He knows
We'd want to color it all
So
As always
He provided

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