I’ve changed settings on Facebook page
To “only me” egoistic regime
Didn’t mean to provide any visible change
I see what I always have seen
Anyway, my posts were unmarked
But I didn’t want to annoy
So on privacy mode I embarked
Of the public eye being devoid
The reason is that I used to post
Too many of aphorisms
And I reckon it seemed to the most
The embarrassing anachronisms
So I feel a bit confused
It was silly to preach the converted
With warnings, probably overused
Perhaps laughingly diverted
So I climbed back into my rescue
Though sometimes I look out with hope
Is there anyone now, maybe you?
But no miracle happens, nope.
From birth to death and back again
An arc that’s bending now to then
A spiral in this time and space
Around a pole that has no trace
A mystery the jesters sing
“Best thing in life is not a thing”
And yet, it’s really all we know
Our joy and sorrow’s how we grow
We wish for more if truth be told
But life is more than growing old
A life well lived in playing out
Leaves us at last without a doubt
Saint or sinner, calm or deranged
All in the end, forever changed
Souls comes a time
When the body lies and rots
So comes a time, Ecclesiastics
a time for things, to be present, past, and changed
Such is a time that belongs
To Holy Abba Father Elohim
For humanity within,
their free will
To be still in the free will of Jehovah kiss
A breath of life within us
A time for simultaneous physical and spiritual life
We see free will, even in strife
We will waste time, killing time
subliminal
One day in the flesh time will kill us can't complain
a time for things to be present, past and changed
7/23/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026©
He's not the boy she used to know
wherever in the world did he go
nor the man we once knew
but it only goes to show
time and tide took its toll
for all that he's become
and just one look will soon tell
if he'll maintain or succumb
as overwhelmed by numbers
and totally surrounded
through all weather can he ever
remain steadfast or grounded
School's changed
Aim for the stars
Any which way
Choose a path
Watered down
Curricula general
Competency based
Little History and Literature
Math, English, Kiswahili
Science, Agriculture, Religion
Peppered with Social Studies
Topped with Pre-technical
Designed to produce workers
Who will not reason
Merely follow processes
Keeping the elite smiling
Your smile, under the sunny skies
Out of the blue that flies
Under the tree you breathe
Resuscitates me with wreath
Smile so captivating
Makes me blush and winking
In miles you let me fly without wings
Longer, higher than an eagle that swings.
Earth fascinated what your love brings
The sun that gives life and color
Haunted by your eyes with ardor
All beauty a man can paint
Tripping on canvass, never faint
Colors of you in different shades
Highlighted in smiley dreams of Everglades
Across the mountains and sea floors
Narwhals of ocean deep, travel in fours.
Gallantry of unicorns down by the riverside
Evergreens on slopes in the countryside
Death-defying stunts over the mountainside
The smile you always keep
Hearts in billions run deep
Ending in laughters; never weep
"Why?" you asked and wonder why
On and off the shores, never dry
Remember your smile
Love that spreads in pile
Deeper than the river of Nile!
LOVE CHANGED ME
She was a savage, a ing brute.
Unafraid to fight for what she wanted.
Brave enough to go to war,
For what she deserved.
~r.h. Sin
ME WISHING A MOTHERER WOULD
My family is more important than wealth, privilege or gold; it cannot be bought or traded or sold.
My love knows NO law, NO pity, NO fear, it dares all things and crushes down mercilessly and relentlessly ALL that stands in its path.
My love gets messy, mean, sometimes it even draws blood.
It clings and gets MADDENING with repetitive patterns, like horrendously BAD wall-paper in a room the color of, “No one wants to in’ chill here man…”
I argue, I fight, even stop talking to ALL of them at once!
However, at the end of my days, till the last breath I breathe, the love will be here, on these pages; flawless, raw, and faultless. Chosen and impeccable and absolutely, undefeated.
Because love changes people.
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Forever was the way you smiled
Whenever you looked at me
The way your hand fit into mine
Like we were always meant to be
Forever was the quiet nights
The dreams and plans we made
The little moments no one saw
That were never meant to fade
But forever can change in a single breath
In a moment, an hour, a day
And suddenly, your whole world is gone
The love of your life is taken away
Now all I hear is silence
Your side of the bed cold and bare
Every corner of our home
Still whispers that you should be there
I still reach for you in sleep
Your laughter still loud in my mind
Still searching for traces of your soul
In everything you left behind
Forever changed in the blink of an eye
One last hello...no last goodbye
So I’ll wait for the day we meet again
Where goodbye won’t ever have to end
They say that times a healer
That time will ease the pain
That time will dry my tears
But time will never erase your name
Now I'm left alone in a world
With a grief that can not be tamed
Left with shattered and broken dreams,
Since that day...
When forever changed...
By Raina Hutchins
The stars are not distant,
but paths we have yet to tread.
He spoke of the silence
that lives in the words left unsaid,
And showed me that shadows
are only the absence of light,
Turning my world from a flicker
to burning and everso bright.
X=Xylophones of wood make lovely music.
A=Around every hill and every
V=Valley filled with pretty wildflowers.
I=I love the sweet sounds,
E=Each ear is enjoying.
R=Rhythm that sooths the very soul.
when I was twelve
one of my classmates died
a long, lingering death from brain cancer
I decided I had better behave better
and live better
because now I had to live for two of us
she did not get the opportunity to grow up
so I appreciated getting to do that
marriage? only one of us was able
Every moment was appreciated a bit harder
because one died
so the other had to really live
Her smile looked like a lily’s daylong grace
That hinted of her heart ever at home,
Her face early spring’s pleasant warmth did trace,
Her smile joining the heart, me to welcome
And stayed put all the time I was with her--
A welcome guest fit to get warm sunshine
That melted my reserve to modest bare,
Not just polite manners, she looked genuine--
After a spell of rains as is sunrise,
And so all things the same as ere remained,
The same old smile, the same inviting eyes,
Notso gave me hints of impending rain,
Of her restrain, swift change as weathers do,
Was she a mere kind heart? I’ve not a clue.
_______________________
Sonnet | 01.01.2012 | change, kind heart, love, weather
Note: When plain good manners perhaps were mistaken for love, or something that she was unable to share with me, this sonnet laments.
My eyes are stained red
My nose and cheeks wet from tears just shed
My face is marred with spots
As a pit in my stomach rots
I gave you my all so you could be happy
Now I don't know you and I know I don't have me
Everything was bleak and gloomy and cold and full of fear
Fighting dark forces driving thoughts that I don’t belong here
Struggling with if my departure will help those I hold dear
Piercing my soul breaking inside I shed rivers of tears
Everything was crushing searching for one sliver of light
Struggling to find even a glimmer that would end this plight
Giving every single ounce of strength to press on and fight
Crying desperately dropping to my knees in the night
Everything became silent with a hushed awe in the air
Pulsating between calm and wonder all has become clear
Invading emotions of gentle love lay my heart bare
Rushing like a mighty wind the Son of God has come near
Everything changed as He drove all the vile darkness away
Breathing vibrant life into a hopeless heart full of grey
Remolding what was broken like a potter to the clay
Helping me to dance like it was spring on a winter's day
The season has changed
Cool crisp days and nights
Which can fill us with delight
Then we have snow
Which can be oh so cold
Then there's spring
With everything all fresh and clean
And back to fall
Which can be a ball
The season continues to changed.
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