I am an ivy vine.
Chasing away the dark, I carve out my own domain.
Then, by chance,
I meet the kindred beings of my roots.
Entangled with one another, we whisper
And complete a single kingdom.
Thus, we extend our territory.
The moment the scorching sun
Grow jealous of us,
We split apart.
We merely wanted the sunlight,
A brief rest in the shade
Where peace is desired.
We split apart.
We are no longer here.
The ivy vines
That once vowed to stay together,
Now wither away from one another.
The sun, exhaling a slow puff of smoke from a cigarette,
Watches on—
"At that moment of truth."
An age passes by,
And the ivy wall welcomes a friend once more.
Yet now,
Stepping into the world of the Fibonacci sequence,
Where leaf delicately wraps around another leaf.
The sun snuffs out its cigarette
And watches on—
"At the wonder of living things."
Yet,
"The sun is still seething."
My mind is like a constant roller coaster, speeding through life unable to stop and complete a simple task, but even a simple task is too much.
I wish my brain had a switch to slow it down, or even just lower the volume of the constant loud thoughts drowning out my concentration.
The roller coaster is endless.
Sometimes I’m barely able to keep in the seat, other days I wait for the thrill of the ride.
NO WOKE JOKE
Hardly ever, in many thousand years
Yet now it seems, on this special day
Teasing is now accepted as the norm
Gutted, I must now complete a form
Denying any involvement in any way
Genuinely, I’m innocent as it appears
Thought,
Everyday there's so much thought,
Seems atleast one was fought,
Others could've been bought.
Distracting us from which we sought.
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Many are an option to use,
Some were there to confuse,
There are those you should refuse,
Thoughts are not for us to abuse.
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Approach thoughts wisely,
Most run through blindly.
Respect your thoughts highly,
They repay you kindly.
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Thoughts are key to perception.
They can lead to deception.
Or complete a divine inception.
All depending on the reception.
Forever putting things down.
Glasses,
Books,
And pens.
Never able to find again.
Sidetracked around the house.
Lost in thoughts.
Starting to complete a search of a room,
Forgetting why I went in so soon.
Not attending to a thing.
Glasses,
Books,
And pens.
Until I need those again.
Next the start,
Of recalling it all.
Where I've been,
What I saw.
And when.
A clue is always nice.
Usually find if I look in same place twice.
Glasses,
Books,
And pens.
You and I are so much more, created in Yah's likeness
Perfect, rare, priceless and special
Unique, extraordinary, gifted and talented
Called to complete a mission, an assignment filled
With adversaries, temptation, adventure and victory
You and I were given the freedom of choice to be a part of history
To be written into the next generation's story whereby we gave the Creator glory
What an extraordinary story for the next generation
To hand down praises, worship and thanksgiving
To the Divine Omnipresent, Omnipotent One who created all living things
You and I are forever striving to be our best
Always willing to complete and partake in every earthly test
Trusting others to instruct and guide us through every trial
Emotions, feelings, anxiety and fear
I agree sometimes this calling doesn't seem fair
But isn't it right to say, "I would rather be called and chosen
Than be exempt and exiled from the Creator's Heavenly Kingdom"?
("Heaven and Earth", 2024, original encaustic)
Planting a Seed
Sitting quietly
I find a seed within my heart
and entering into it plant something
unnamable which was there all along
but unplanted.
The seed grows into a tree
which expands, arms out
to feed a sky it creates
which in turn welcomes and holds
it in soft embrace.
Earth and sky thus joined
complete a circle
conceived in light
but experienced as all the stuff
of dreams made flesh and fiber.
(2/15/24)
We who struggle to put together,
a piece of Ikea furniture,
or complete a difficult jigsaw,
or are hopeless at chess,
we are creating that reality,
Who?
You,
the ‘Creator’
create this whole self-made world.
Time is in the mind like a hamster,
the more the mind moves. the faster the
the hamster wheel turns.
There is no hamster,
no wheel, no time, no mind.
We remember ghosts and mirages.
That journey we thought we had taken,
if anything at all,
is awash with a flood of illusions.
We stand proclaiming,
our arrival
or speak of arriving
somewhere.
That ‘somewhere’ is not a place,
not even a space.
Unless of course
we are lost.
Free are the souls that are utterly lost.
They who have abandoned,
past, future and themselves.
Out of nowhere we arrive.
out of nowhere the moment appears,
out of nowhere,
comes all there is to come.
Lucenderbob was the best Magician around
Better than any other that I have ever found
He’s got magic hands, to him I do adore.
So saying, his wife waved, and glided out the door.
What is your secret? I asked Lucenderbob.
Don’t know, he said, but I do usually complete a job.
It helps that he has four hands, his mother said.
The first time I noticed; I felt strange in my head.
After a long flight, our plane is about to touch down
The city of Paris awaits so many new memories about to be found
Off to the Eiffel Tower for dinner a month-watering culinary delight
Just the beginning of what promises to be a wonderful night
The view from the top is second to none with its lights shining bright
With our fantastic meal now complete a short walk to the hotel hand in hand such a delight
A romantic evening with champagne, dark chocolate truffles, and scented candles await
Tonight a French dinner cruise on the Seine ours to partake
Seeing the Mona Lisa portrait at the Louvre staring back at me
The Palace Of Versailles with its dazzling hall of mirrors and amazing vaulted ceilings
Last day for sightseeing lots of eye-popping architecture to discuss
Thank you, Paris for all the love you have shown us
our turnaround time
What is your turnaround time?
A second a conscience decision to change mine mind
A turnaround time is instantaneous if the Father’s received
A turnaround time is granted all I have to do is just believe
Stop turn around and be
Change my life, live for Christ
Hallelujah
Turnaround time is here
Holy Spirit baptized me near
Amount of time it takes to complete a process. One of the most common phrases used for turnaround time is downtime. My request is made known
Now I wanna be reborn
Hallelujah
8/19/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
From the “ ^turn around season” anthology
What is your turnaround time?
A second a conscience decision to change mine mind
A turnaround time is instantaneous if the Father’s received
A turnaround time is granted all I have to do is just believe
Stop turn around and be
Change my life, live for Christ
Hallelujah
Turnaround time is here
Holy Spirit baptized me near
Amount of time it takes to complete a process. One of the most common phrases used for turnaround time is downtime. My request is made known
Now I wanna be reborn
Hallelujah
8/19/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
From the “ ^turn around season” anthology
I
a brave man without knowledge
intellectuals without courage
both fight 100 defeat 100
A brave man with knowledge
brave intellectuals
both fight 100 win 100
II
courage is fruit of knowledge
knowledge is daily bread of courage
III
It needs day and night to complete a whole day
It needs knowledge and courage to complete a whole life.
I wish I had a few ending words
to complete a compelling story with.
Maybe a poem
with end lines that actually end,
but then
those kind of ending
might die too soon.
That’s how a poem should be,
no defined beginnings and endings
nothing finished, always moving on,
moving into a falling away silence
that speaks out loud.
That kind of muse comes back at you;
wants to be known
not necessarily understood.
Last lines are keys,
they unlock that invisible door
in your mind.
They are unreasonable
and that is why they say something
beyond the margins
of any page.
A united truth of absolute reality
Is the only way to change what we see
Of how things will be
One truth
Takes no sleuth
There is danger in this thought
Though gone are the reasons for which we have fought
Lessons taught
It's hard to understand when life leaves its own brand
Gone would be our individuality
A new reality
Each trained to think alike
Once you ride a bike
Be like Mike
Get back in that box and be
Tell me, what is it do you see
Whatever happened to me.
To you
So true
One thought
United
Undivided
Never to change
Only rearrange
A microchip part of a whole
Trying to complete a common goal
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