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chamomile clemency

f o r g i v e n e s s
is the window
to unknot the twigs of tainted trees,
where cuffed anklets
around the star-struck skin of
seraphic silhouettes
feel the suppressed sighs
of the ice-moon,
while
cocooned in a nest
of clamorous clouds,
blanketing rivers of love
flowing within
the esoteric orb,
like the raining snowdrops,
designing a bed of purity and humility,
to rinse the remnants of
stinging

Categories: chamomile, forgiveness, friend,
Form: Free verse

Chamomile Tea

I sit, think, and drink my Chamomile tea
I think yonder as the years blasted
Never will I see the past days gone by
Humans disgraced, unfettered; unchaste 
Despite this, entities look and embrace
Chained to the ground with desires
Seeking approval wanting the best
Problems in this life are a test
In the hereafter in the next
I sit, think, and drink

Categories: chamomile, addiction, anxiety, care, cheer
Form: Blank verse

Chamomile

So sweet the smell of Chamomile
Kissed by the passing breeze above your shining smile
The light of your silent lyric lingers
While golden tones enhance our warm desire

Outside the sun-soaked window
My thoughts splash upon the path and rise
To paint a panorama of time filled brevity
Inviting memories that brought me here

With you across the table
In the mists of

Categories: chamomile, appreciation, happiness, love, memory,
Form: Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Chamomile

The smooth whiff of chamomile is soothing.
I chose to stay and thrive on the brainwash.
The candle's sight chasing us is cooling.
The smooth whiff of chamomile is soothing.
I sought bliss when you gave beauty proving.
in your grasp, I shattered my clean rainwash.
The smooth whiff of chamomile is soothing.
I chose to stay and thrive on the brainwash.

Written: February 26,

Categories: chamomile, appreciation, metaphor,
Form: Triolet

Chamomile Tea

During wet season!

flowers presented to me.

chamomile tea cared

Categories: chamomile, allusion, care, health,
Form: Haiku

Chamomile Afternoon


One day, it all ended,
Her bubble was burst!
She wondered if she were 
somehow accursed!

It was just reality, kicking her
in the pants.
She begin to meditate and stop
all the worthless rants.

Music soothed her saddened,
sore soul.
A cup of chamomile tea and a 
dainty cinnamon roll.

Ah, then she could pen, it was
her release.
That poetic palace of eternal 
surcease!


September 8, 2020
   3:45 pm

Categories: chamomile, emotions, poetess,
Form: Couplet

Chamomile

An herb used to calm an upset stomach,
Can also heal bodily stress and anxiety.
Yet for a certain troubled man who drives truck,
Grown bitter from life’s unfulfilled expectancy;

Who without seeds of good taste sown does say,
“Decrease healthy interactions of relation’s conduct!”
Does he act on the creative powers of faith,
Or use unhealthy teachings of Babylon to destruct?

To

Categories: chamomile, anxiety, depression, faith, friendship,
Form: Rhyme

Chamomile

let me brew
what i knew
would make
you sleep

make a tea
to help you
sleep but
dream

of me i 
can't do
so you
take to

your wings
and fly away
but i'm still
the same

so i pray
that you
may come
to me

in my dreams
and kiss my
lips with
a sip

of
the
tea
i made

Categories: chamomile, muse,
Form: I do not know?

Chamomile Tea Good For What Ails You

1-cup
some boiling water
2 heaping teaspoons of sugar
1-bag of chamomile tea 
Pour a cup of this for you and me
Taste good, good for what ails you


5/21/18
written words by  James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright ©  2018

Categories: chamomile, appreciation, drink,
Form: List

Her Name Was Chamomile

Her name was Chamomile.....

   she filled my heart ablaze,

   one lazy-October day,

   batting those eyes ---

   such guile!

A poor, romantic little thing,

   hopeless to begging love,

   sick with gorgeous news ---

   her hero (would he flew)

   'ere her aching

Categories: chamomile, humor, metaphor, romantic,
Form: Free verse

While On Chamomile Fields We Lie

While on chamomile fields we lie
Plucking the thyme flowers to dry
Sage brushes tickling our noses
As we strike rose hips and poses

Black dahlia clouds dotting her eye
While on chamomile fields we lie
Between two stone pillars below
Lay tangled brush nests of swallow

Pink flower buds thrive in the heat
Atop these two hills of fresh peat
While on chamomile fields

Categories: chamomile, flower, garden, love,
Form: Quatern

With Chamomile Tea

locusts singing with
the breeze reminds how peaceful
a porch swing can be.

Categories: chamomile, animals, food, imagination, nature,
Form: Haiku