Choka Poems

It is just felt,
when none is speaking,
you can still feel it's sound,
it is just felt 
even death can get it right

sound of silence is felt not heard,
external ears can't work on this, 
it is within you
and it is for you,
cause...Read More

If the stars fall down,
if the sun and moon collide,
if the planets freeze,

if the mountains fall,
if the icebergs melt,
if the ocean's flood,

that will be the end,
that will be "Big Bang" in reverse,
that will be final.

We must help a bit -
stop...Read More

I am the soup of
the day, a title I share
with so many like myself,
yet there is no such
thing as a soup of the week
month, or year, so we all think
it is about time
recognition is
best, each day, 'SOUP OF THE YEAR!'


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leaves fall in hot wind
to be crushed by new school shoes
in morning's apple red sun

fireworks are cinders
as summer fades and calls us
to a last frenzy for fun

8/31/19

Writing Challenge 3, August 2019 - Six Lines
Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode


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tiny diamonds, 
like two tamed supernovae, 
in earlobes; a shiny 
forehead which would do 
to powder; Sylvia Plath
bookmarked with my love letter

31.o8.2019
Writing Challenge 3, August 2019 - Six Lines
Sponsor, Dear Heart- Wiishkobi Ode
Syllables Per Line:	5 7 7 5 7 7...Read More

she put her finger 
to my lips as if she crossed 
any excuse out, as if 
this trivial phrase
every man says were the last
words of human on the Earth

30.08.2019
Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One...Read More

I sit all dovish
on the brink of serene light
reflecting on nights’ deep dark

secrets held tightly
verdant lake’s icy cold depths
air disturbs not a whisper

stars glow lucently
cradled in a raven sky
humbled by such lush vastness

thoughts halt completely
float upon an angel’s wing
I’m filled...Read More

In the Lord’s business*,

slothfulness must be subdued

through Spirit’s power

enabling enthusiasm

to prevail with bliss’ triumph.

*Romans 12:11 Not slothful in business; fervent in spirit; serving the Lord.

August 21, 2019
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I wish Cesar was here 
now
Someone who know how important
farm workers are, giving them a strong
voice,
You got to see this empire
and how it has exploited all the life
that built it,
And all the money spent to fight needless
wars, 
And all the...Read More

baritone bullfrogs
harmonize with crickets-
firefly tenors 
flickering-
nothing’s as harmonic
as nights music

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 O' Lord I seek you more so
 Inside my spirit inside 
 praise you more my Lord
 Lord  awaken in your praise
 Worshiping you I always

8/10/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©...Read More

With compassion’s* grace

Great Saviour reached down to me

offering His love

freeing my soul from sins’ chains

assuring hope’s bliss

granting me eternal life…

Through faith in His Word

midst trust in His sacrifice...

secured, heaven-bound am I!

*Ps 111:4 He hath made his wonderful works to be...Read More

Found* in God’s comfort
My soul owns redemption gift
Precious everlasting life…

Freed from guilt’s verdict
My spirit, gladly quickened
Serves Christ with grateful delight.

*Philippians 3:9 And be found in him, not having mine own righteousness, which is of the law, but that which is...Read More

dim and dismal green
disconnected from the sun
waiting on the rain

the leaves dull-humid
still-standing, no breeze blowing
expectant of drench

a relief of burns
the Summer cold to the touch
an austere old thing

the tinkling droplets
chime whirligigs with fancy
those cool snowy clouds

puddles with bare feet
the steam...Read More

         The inviting sea
 Beckons him to reminisce
Fondly of the good ol' days

   What great fun he had!
   As a career fisherman
He felt at home, out to sea


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Lost in your own thoughts
While you stand still on the edge
Unmindful of what surrounds
In silence you wait
The sky almost overcast
None seems to be forthcoming

Watching from afar
Distance standing between us
Your image instilled on me
With a heavy heart
In the wind I will...Read More

Where go the unborn?
no breathe shall draw in this world
no rocking or lullabies
no breast shall comfort
no earthly mother to hold
reborn miraculously

From pages the book
divine narratives bestowed
transformed to cherub angels
deliver blessings
illuminate consciousness
creative inspiration

Entered in the Fives and Sevens Poetry Contest
Placed 4th
Sponsor:...Read More

Ten to ten again
Soft seconds slipping simply
Do we notice time’s sweet smile
Our souls ring as bells
Before death shadows the clocks
We must mute madness mountains 

Mindfulness moments 
Bring blooming flower hue hours
Our passion peace pleases chimes
Body, mind, spirit 
Rejoice with reaching...Read More

When a small, wee child
I was taught at home and school
how to tell time correctly.
Before those lessons
time spoke only of today,
yesterday or tomorrow,
and consisted of
uptime, lunchtime, go home time, 
dinner, ‘jamas and bedtime.
Child favored times were
Christmas and birthday excites 
after...Read More

muscles of the clock
shook me awake, as i neared
the slim margin between dusk
and dawn, having slipped
up - intensity of dread —
soft sunlight alarms the blinds.

i attempt to rise,
entangled in shifting sheets.
dripping sweat from every pore,
my feet meet the floor
and i...Read More

tales told in the wind
          anecdotes of seashell bliss-
          echoes of blue in the sky
fictional sailing
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she rises and floats 
in a lacy dress of white 
skirted by heavens own light 

soaked in morning thought  
the rainfall caresses   " life   "   
in creative fanfare time  

charcoal middling clouds...Read More

Like a giant clock,
each of our lives is ticking,
ticking, and ticking away -
from the first hour that
we set foot on the road to
our final destination.

Our life’s morning is
beloved childhood and youth.
We can’t know what lies beyond
our road’s horizon
as we make...Read More

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       Caught between two storms
            Payne's Gray painted hurricane
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