The Fruit of the Spirit;
I feel compel, I feel it;
It’s is in a place,
It is in my space;
Fill me anoint me;
You never control me;
Ever still I am;
A moment in time,
Your voice, my choice;
~
The fruit of His Spirit will be within me;
Instilled I glean I receive as I act on this, see;
Filled
Fill me
I am of My Father and my Father’s Agape Love;
Love, joy, peace,
I am patience, gentleness, kindness,
Goodness, faithfulness, and self-control;
Selah-Hallelujah
9/26/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
(Referencing Galatians 5:22-23)
Does it not the sight repel
Trying to others compel
Against their wish on a thing
And their ‘’No!’’ did loudly ring?
It can’t to Heaven propel
Deeds that could students expel;
For which phoned cops could one swing;
And one starts flaps of a wing!
Or can one the claim dispel
That mischief maker impels?
God knows that the best defense
Against every felt offence
Is that you’d sat on the fence
Not the counter you offer
Nor the hard blows you prefer.
Did Compel to Caste a Spell
Horn Haiku
never would feel swell
so did have to caste a spell
to work time will tell
Jim Horn
How about that. Just completed
over 7,900 poems shooting for
8,000. Sounds like a good,
round and even number to me.
Douse me in sugar coated lies
Bind me with possessive ties
caress me with that bitter torment
I know your heart is sitting dormant
Kiss me with those poisonous lips
Embrace me with your lethal grip
Compel my mind to now concave
As you Love me deeply to the grave
Dull Lull Could Compel
We did determine had been dull,
And between each one was a lull;
Asinine;
All mine;
Ended up case of push and pull.
Jim Horn
Truth
You be
Must engage
Also compel
l i e s
08/06/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
SWELLS THAT COMPEL
the fall moon's lull shows
mystique silence across skies
branches shadow dance
rice seedling patch strewn
upon well-plough watered fields--
globular tummies
from my bikini
to quilted silk evening wraps --
chrysanthemum blooms
rainbow processions
passing through cities thru-fare --
church bells count the mass
(c)Olive Eloisa
6:50am
August 18, 2014
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