"Bitter truth remains bitter, can be sugar coated but underneath it is all the same."
If I could predict,
The happening,
Going to happen,
I would hadn't done this.
If I could change,
The past,
Which has happened,
I could redo it all over.
If only I got,
The calings beforehead,
The callings of future,
I could have save the day.
But the reality,
Which remains,
And will remain,
The same forever.
Categories:
callings, art, deep,
Form: Prose Poetry
A Gift of Prayer Language, given from above,
A bridge of communion with the Lord,
It brings peace, insight, strength and love,
Helps us reach out to others in accord.
It builds us up and grows our boldness
To proclaim the wonders of God's great strength,
Unifying and bridging barriers, bringing peace,
Stirring in us spiritual gifts and callings.
It edifies us and increases discernment,
Raising our self-esteem and faith in His working,
This gift of prayer language, ever so dear,
A sweet connection between God and me here.
Categories:
callings, christian, gospel, language, prayer,
Form: Free verse
Callings in life
Tales, stories unveiled
Sequels or fictional?
Categories:
callings, journey, myth, nature, riddle,
Form: Questionku
wintertime caller
heavy so flowers calling
in spite of the snow
caller wintertime
a red, merry flower grows
near animals groves
wintertime calling
heavy so flowers calling
in spite of the snow
3/9/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020
Categories:
callings, adventure, analogy, appreciation, flower,
Form: Haiku
Angel Alliteration Callings--
the angel approaches
the angel avoids Lucifer Satan
the angel achieves penance
the angel appears Holy
the angel agrees with God the Father
the angel applies toward human sufferings
the angel accepts his calling
actively flies
accidentally cries
admiringly smiles
agreeably praises God
6/29/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Categories:
callings, adventure, analogy, angel, appreciation,
Form: Alliteration
Let me take you on a journey
To a place between forth and
Fifth dimension
An empty space
that leads to hearts
made of lace
but are
as strong as
spider silk.
A place where bodies
lie perpendicular
and minds more like
vehicles. Mouths open
and muted as our bodies
are rebooted. Houston
You should see this
The view is so spectacular
using this type of vernacular
Watching my world
unfold before me.
Indeed, indeed
Enlisting in the Space Force
was a Jedi's destiny.
Categories:
callings, love, lust, stars,
Form: Free verse
The callings of Sunday are like
Light rising from the East
Breathing into the earth
Making the blue sky
In its endless grace.
A gentle falling of petals
On our heads and on
the flowing crystal rivers
showering the earth with
It’s beautiful perfume.
Music sung by the running wind
With an unwritten melody
That only it knows of
And the walls and
Dare to dance to the rhythm
The plants rising from the soil
Growing higher and higher
To look over the anthills
Searching out their new earth’s
Never ending design.
Categories:
callings, appreciation, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Surrounded by light emerald green trees
Wet leaves are shining in the spring rain
Like a bright scarf wrapped around the yard
Even on this dismal day, there is lovely color
I am still, calmed by the quiet woods nearby
With the budding emerald trees beneath gray skies
Like hope that resides below layers of troubles
Waiting to be seen even in those difficult times
Positive thoughts, interests, special wishes
Ready to bloom and be softly woven into life
Vibrant callings do wait, when life feels dormant
Heidi Sands
5/14/17
*Placed 2nd in Contest: One of five - 70 words or less/Prompt Emerald Green
Categories:
callings, beauty, green, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
The tide calls
The tide falls
The tide threatens
To swallow us all
The moon swells
A tolling bell
Ever chimes
The midnight yell
The waves swirl
Spray, they hurl
Upon the rocks
Upon the girl
She sits there, night
After night, after fright
Dwelling on
What happen might
She twirls her hair
So golden, fair
Around a finger
Like the ring she'll wear
She doesn't love
Marriage on a whim
Her worst mistake
From her life she can't trim
The cold waters invite
Its black eddy delights
As she falls beneath its crest
And sinks with all her might
Think things all the way through
Categories:
callings, death, loss, mystery, passion,
Form: Personification