Jolly jelly-belly J.B. Pritzker
Your wife’s health you took pains not to risk her
Flew her on a private plane
While with Covid you raised Cain
Hypocrisy portrays you ~ tsk, tsk, sir
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J.B. Pritzker, Governor of Illinois, flew his wife
to Miami after imposing travel restrictions on
'all Illinoisans' and closing all schools and
most businesses during the 'Covid crisis'
of Spring, 2020.
my phone is on only when I want it to be
Which is only when I turn it on to call out
I like controlling my phone times
and my phone people
I like knowing the who, when, where, and how long it will be.
I am a master at not wasting my time
Staying in the bed today
Not getting up at all
Except to get accoutrements
Or answer nature's call
It's not that I'm running
From life
No cover pulled
Over my head
The rain drumming
On the roof
I just woke up
decided and said
I'm staying put
In my comfy nest
Read books,watch movies
just get some rest
Not escaping
but embracing life
As a steaming mug
I hoist
Giving in to
The hearts desire
Giving wants
A voice
Yep staying in
this cozy cocoon
all the
Live long day
Maybe calling up
An old friend
See what they have
to say
No places to go
Or people to see
It's staying in
The bed for me
She was hurting but yet in advance
She is afraid to call out his name
She prayed to God everyday
Why is she here why is she afraid
She has imagined to leave this place
Searching for a more universal meeting place
New place to serve the Lord
A place to mend her family
And this place her mendings alone
Her face in man has been disowned
And yet there is a spark in this one man's heart
Could he be one who could abandon her qualms
And yet she is not searching for a man
She is not searching for a new love
And yet her liking poor man
Her soul understands afraid of a fear of rejection
She stands notice she's afraid to speak out his name
Her soul stands alone afraid to call out his name
2/24/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Cautiously I await the fallen one
crazily in denial I run
cowardly I hide my quilted shame
clearly I’ve being ravaged again, again
cleverly, creatively, clumsily I call
Call out to the Father My God who knows ALL
the calm come carelessly not His grace
Appears shun shining on my face
coming casually comes so kindly
the caring closes comes cautiously, the cold combinations come
the clean commands come cowardly
the calm communities come clearly
Ill regardless My Father heals my pains
And I stand refurbish, renewed and redeemed
Cleverly, creatively, clumsily I call
Call out to the Father My God who knows ALL
12/29/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
They call out, one by one
This one’s got it, then the other
You just keep going and hope the day soon comes
When the whispering of names is done
We try to social distance, a mask we’re given but no cape
Even all the work places are measured out with tape
Work says all be careful where you go and keep safe in your mind
But who can say where the others go when they’re out on their own time
You don’t step foot in anyplace except to get essentials
Then you find who’s positive is the guy in the next cubicle
You tell the others keep your distance and breathe the other way
But then you see them walking the halls without their mask in place
HR sends out messages galore to remind all to be sure
To cover up, be safe, vigilance is very important to everyone and more
You use your emails, messenger and phone as much as you are able
But there’s always those who insist they must walk up to your table
And no matter how careful you are it may not even matter
Cause if your neighbor doesn’t give a hoot then all we’re told is chatter
To Dream This, Love Forgives, When I Call Out Her Name
Your kiss, its memory ambrosia for this lonesome heart
you I so miss, these many decades we have been apart
Your sexy eyes, sent passionate waves into wanting soul
yes we said our goodbyes, but these years alone took a toll
Your grace and beautiful mind, perhaps I miss all the more
time has been unkind, my sorrow was in closing that door!
Pray I, your huge heart forgave, that raving fool I became
and your mercy save, as I now utter your lovely name
Our last dance, sweetest of nights, before our love fell apart
lost romance, greatest tragedy was my breaking your heart
This mercy I beg now, will renew this sad, weak spirit
when I cry your name, if you cry out mine, I will hear it!
Your kiss, its memory ambrosia for this lonesome heart
you I so miss, these many decades we have been apart
Your sexy eyes, sent passionate waves into wanting soul
yes we said our goodbyes, but these years alone took a toll
Your grace and beautiful mind, perhaps I miss all the more
time has been unkind, my sorrow was in closing that door!
Robert J. Lindley, 1-01-2018
Rhyme, ( A Great Love, Beautiful Treasure Once Once Lost)
Did someone call my name
From silk-softened place
Of old yellowed lace…
Did someone call my name
I turn and peer
Both far and near
But to no one
Can I place blame
Do I alone… hear ghostly tone
Is this some curious game
Or is this some one trying
In voice almost crying
…Some one calling out my name…
In tone of harried urgency
Floats faintly that familiar plea
An answer seems to demand from me
And yet no one’s there
…To see…
Am I the singular soul
Can hear their name
Bespoke from empty space…
Do I alone
Hear my name intoned
By a voice bereft of face
Nigh unto my very ear
So near my to my very face
I think that anon
I’ll no more that nod
In tacit reply to that
Ephemeral claim
Whisper in acknowledgement
That indeed I did hear it
Albeit more so
In truth than In spirit
Some one call out
…My name…
I have never
Slept
Just to hear you
Call out my name
Absurdity
my name
It Can never be shared
Though
Heard
Through
the
Angels
That
Are beckoning
A
Tranquil civilized
World
Where I call out
Only for the elite
To Stab
With
Compelling honesty
Heart wrenching
Don't tell me
You have forgotten to call out
My name
The name
That I forgotten
To timid
To afraid
To lowly
That is not my name
Call me brave
The name
I have forgotten
My true name
I Call Out Poem by me Title by Richard Lamoureux Thank you Richard
When you left me
My tears filled the sky
It took many years, for me to fathom why
Now I do, I just sit here and I cry
It's not easy when love dies
I call your name out
Each and every night
I'd ask the Angels, but they've all taken flight
Why our star, is no longer very bright
When love fades out of sight
Our friends all hope
That it'll be over soon
That I'll stop drinking, before the clock strikes noon
But saw it written on an ancient Celtic rune
It's too late when love is hewn
Though the proverbial light
at the tunnel’s end be dim,
God wants your world to be bright.
He is your Father, so call out to Him.
In your times of deep despair
when it seems no one is there,
call out to the Holy One
in the name of Christ, his beloved Son.
A Parise Pariku for Rick Parise's contest
my full hunter-starred father
with your priesthood
seated upon this deep-set
chambers of the niger
we doff our feathered caps
for the ecstasies of your drums -
oh, where did mother's raw zeal for
the sun-burnt dances come from?
we salute the legions of wild-life
taken home alive by the naked hands
for the voice of lions roared
from your inner-most courts
while we were called babes –
we still remember the ape-skins
that told of the valour of the chief huntress
the mother of the amazons
your history-sung daughters of your stead -
for the raw gold-crown upon your head
father of the amazons
we call out the drums to celebrate!
for you who stood spear-to-spear
with half-human and half-spirit kings
we call out the drums to celebrate!
for you who decked your off-springs
with diamonds and starry crowns
we call out the drums to celebrate!
Just a thought for fans of Kdash,
K was outed by Dog named Snoop.
Video jus called her garden tool trash,
alerting brothers, he shovels the poop!
For the Chastushka contest.
Hardly political but Snoop really reflected upon the “culture” of K.
Props to Snoop Dog!
We call out
but still fear someone
will hear it
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