CAME BEFORE
I came before her heart distorted;
I spoke to soon mouth consorted;
Eyes seeing not seeing things;
Hand held holding not beings;
An when it’ all said and done;
We are of the lotus ones ;
5/12/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Categories:
consorted, addiction, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
His tears faded away
with the most concerning
image of tommorrow ever
seen
modern usage of a Jollux
man. Spearing to victory
or so he seemed
as he speared up
meat and cabbages
for the supper he
had planned.
It would exclude his wife
who wished him
to look to something more
healthy
as he would only smile
at the sight of fat and richly
savoring treats.
He used the term
Beef-witted to decribe her
as she only liked to
shame him
might she find support against him
with snoutflairs
aannd consorted people
"those who wished us apart:
mind you they seek tresure
and lack the concern for your
well being"
he told his wife as she
looked lustinhly at the folk
on the hot busy beach.
" might a need to be apart
from me find you with the studs
here watching you
My Darling?"
She frowned and spoke of his
wonderings as trival and him
as crazy: knowing that he
only wished her to
trusted and true to him
Categories:
consorted, adventure, analogy, beautiful, character,
Form: Bio
My eyes are blurred
my vision consorted
Rocks are thrown
Keeps breaking
My windows tears, I cry water drops
shed down my cheeks
I stand in the rivers in the bottom of my feet
To my thighs I am wet by the currents water rise
They throw stones yet I am covered
Tears flowing upward to the skies
I confess I'm not worthy yet I'm warranted grace
Blessed mercy Christ has rain down on me
I stand in the populace sacrifice my Liberty
They throw stones at me and break my windows
But yet I stand strong in Him my Father's crescendos
I am covered surrounded by Him
No more cloudy distorted vision
They throw stones yet I am covered
I see beyond the blinds I'm In open heaven
Though they throw rocks at me
I am covered by my Father Elohim
They throw stones yet I am covered
Hallelujah Amen
11/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Categories:
consorted, appreciation, blessing, caregiving, confidence,
Form: Dramatic Verse
They used a tracking device to
prove his cars computer was
Hacked. Not allowing the driver
control of his car.
A woman went on a strike bringing
these issues before congress.
She could prove people consorted
against others to make people's
Lives misible. A consumer group
Sued a foreign nation because they
Refused to reveal the atrocities of
these types of matters. Citing the
Average American at risk before all
Government workers.
We can't have this secret society in our
country!
Categories:
consorted, anti bullying, business,
Form: Bio
My words have left me.
Disembarked from the wrong platform,
and have hastily become a distant memory.
When shall my thoughts return?
That once so delicately graced my tongue,
and consorted with my hand to pen it so.
To where shall I wonder?
Barren of verse and prose; now disposed virtues.
Must I craft asylum in a foreign land?
It is not words that betray, but silence.
For it lends no comfort, nor offers expression,
but lingers like an ill-gotten nuance.
Oh words, value your mortal vessel and return.
Omit the distance that separates us so, and
eagerly scribe again within mind and satchel.
Categories:
consorted, creation, inspiration, poetry, words,
Form: Free verse
Belle hung out and consorted with outlaws,
So folks shunned her and called her a scoff law;
But things aren't as they seem,
And though not squeaky clean,
'Twas the men in her life who were outlaws.
Sam Starr was a Cherokee man.
They married and lived on the land.
To friends who were weary,
They gave sanctuary,
In their home out on Cherokee land.
When Sam was killed in a gun fight,
Belle mourned his death day and night.
With him life was good,
He did what he could,
To provide what he thought was right.
To stay home on Cherokee land,
She must marry a Cherokee man,
So she married Sam's cousin,
Just to have a husband,
But Belle still missed her Sam.
Belle lost her life one fine day,
On her way home from a visit they say.
No one knows for sure,
For the history is poor,
But they ambushed her while on her way.
So the queen was brought to her knees.
Shot down like a dog if you please.
Remember this well,
And you won't go to Hell,
If you lay down with dogs you'll get fleas.
Categories:
consorted, history,
Form: Rhyme
How interesting can you be ?
Once whole and confident
Focused Intent
A likely pre set present tense
All my ducks in a row
Ready to cluck out in militant fashion
A prepubescent repetition
Shallow and still
Reflection and refraction
The reinvention of perfection is a fruitless pursuit
Decades of good intentions
Mirrored by calloused intervention
In a frigid current
Bent, by shifting sedimentation,
its perception
Busted back
Crumpled putrid IF- I-CA-tion
Mangled fingerling
Chewed up and spat out
Indistinguishable platitudes
Presented for inspection
Consorted and Contorted
Beyond Recognition
The Reclamation paralyzed, in part, by Bombastic Voyeurs and
The Chief Architect
Whose The Supplicant Saboteur ?
Categories:
consorted, abuse, adventure, angst, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
A SATANIC PERSON FOUND A FAULT IN A MAN
HE FOUND OTHERS TO GATHER AND
THEY SORTED THRU WORDS
TO MAKE THERE CAMPAIGN RIGHT
AND SPOKE TO GET THE MAN
INVOLVED WITH SOMEONE
WOULD WORK AGAINST HIM
HAVE REVEAL HIS
THOUGHTS DREAMS AND DESIRES
THESE SATANS GATHERED HIS WORDS
AND NEVER SPOKE OF SATAN AS THEIR MASTER
BUT THEY WORSHIPPED(OR PRETENDED TO)
WORSHIP JESUS.
THEY CONSORTED TO HAVE HIM SHAKENED
THEY MADE CAMP TO HAVE PARTIES
NEVER SAYING WHY THEY WERE
GATHERING BUT UNDER THE CLOAK
OF BEING TOGETHER THEY STALKED AND HARASSED HIM
USING THE WOMAN TO CARRY OUT
THEIR PLANNED OBSTACLES
THEY MADE SCRIPT THROUGH MAKING PEOPLE LABEL HIM AS SUCH AND SUCH.
THEY TOLD THE WOMAN OF WHO THEY WISHED TO BE HIS ENEMY.
AND DEVIANT DOINGS.
Categories:
consorted, anti bullying, conflict, integrity,
Form: Ballad
this goes out to those
who wanted the same thing everybody else wanted
when you had your opportunity to shine
everybody turned their back against you
and mad you into the worst thing they ever knew
laughed at your emotions
spoke ill of your relationships
help create the means of your demise
the woman you wanted, consorted against your
the love you longed for taken from you
people you trusted abandoned you
moving on involves something that
don't fit into the reality of your exsistance
the devil against is admire
and your in an uncomplicated trust
you aint no saint but
all those against you can't think about walkin on water either
to all of you.
there is someone out there who want what you want
if it involves togetherness
and you are able to trust
and you refuse to be vengeful
and mean and wrong against
the person you wish to trust
you'll have what you wanted and want
if you two are able to love what you are together
even when people speak ill of you
when you love and can be loved
that's when the magic starts!
Categories:
consorted, for her, for him,
Form: Classicism
In my lair
I seized life by her hair
Cos I was fed up with the affair
In which folks went for broke
In harsh words and tones they spoke
Crushing my stark reality as they awoke
Feeling guilty
Cos stalking me became their utility
Frowning at the versatility
I took in my stride
As they plotted and slayed my pride
When without an iota of shame they took me for a ride
Assuming their insidious acts wouldn't boomerang
When calumny and salacious stories on their smart phones rang
With a boisterous bang and slang
To the past they couldn’t escape
Although through odious humble pie they scraped at the cape
Where teeming with sorrow in the lovescape
That consorted the folly
They flaunted when they taunted Polly
To delight rival Molly
Who by my side had stood
Resolute in a nasty neighbourhood
Where derided and misunderstood
I lay no claim
To the lair in which I played a fair game
With neither friends nor foes as I swallowed both blame and shame.
Categories:
consorted, poems,
Form: Free verse
(the crucifixion through the eyes of the apostle Judas)
How can I sit here and sup with Him?
How can I look Him in the eye?
I can tell by the way He looks at me
that He knows He is going to die.
I have consorted with His enemies
and the plans have already been made.
They have put a price upon His head
and thirty silver pieces I was paid.
I never should have talked with them,
should not have listened to their lies.
I never should have allowed myself
to become the instrument of His demise.
I can't believe that I had the nerve
to hand Him over with a loving kiss.
He knew from the start what I would do.
How could our relationship have come to this?
I have committed a truly unforgivable sin
in betraying God’s only Son.
I too will be departing this world,
for I cannot live with what I have done.
For I know that my name shall be the one
that all of history shall hate.
I was the one to betray the Christ.
Such was my terrible fate.
Categories:
consorted, christian, easter, faith, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
A Query With Fury
We were always a little leery,
Of people who query a theory;
For a while;
Facts compile;
Found to be done with great fury.
To cause they were seriously dedicated,
Until all of the parts had been decimated;
Became worn out,
Wondering about;
They did became completely debilitated.
We had fathers who were our founding
Scoring victory having been resounding;
After preserving,
Strength conserving;
Could run off curve if not carefully rounding.
Discovered difference between a professional
Compared to someone who is an intellectual;
Found disturbing;
Also unnerving;
When both run mouth off are ineffectual.
With many people we had consorted;
When things did become badly distorted;
Project concerned;
To complete yearned;
And mission we had must be aborted.
When he is near us in our proximity,
With hands on ends of each extremity;
Appeared agitated;
Even with unrelated;
While doing had been done vehemently.
What some people do is try to devour,
Through each and every minute and hour,
Bore us to death,
With bad breath;
Always perform by exerting their power.
Jim Horn
Categories:
consorted, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Limericks Lunatics Likely Will Love
Digested, invested, protested.
Reliance, compliance, confidence.
Repeated, conceited, defeated
Repetitive, sedative, creative
Connection, deception, reception.
Tempted, exempted, preempted.
Amenity, obscenity, divinity.
Extension, contention, mention.
Reassured, cured, neared.
Retention, ammunition, suspension.
Liquidate, hate, contemplate.
Elected, protected, connected.
Dissipated, hated, situated.
Devour each hour all the profound power.
Proximity, each extremity in air vehemently.
Distorted, consorted, aborted.
Coincidence, resonance, dominance.
Undeniable, unreliable, viable.
In confide, uncle cried, away shied.
Intellectual, ineffectual, professional.
Resounding, abounding, founding.
Dedicated, decimated, debilitated.
Jim Horn
Limericks Lunatics Likely Will Love.
Categories:
consorted, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
I just happened to be flying by when I heard you silently cry, is that how we became you and I, In the sky, Way up high, I lost my wings when I crash landed, disorientated I made my way to yours, all manner of guests consorted that day, Possibly indulging in things you don't want to dream about, We talked and held hands, dreamily looking into each others eyes, what a surprise you and I. Still here today with the same love, My happy ending. I left my wings behind, no problem as being human is amazing darling, and being in love is just like being in heaven.
Categories:
consorted, angel, beautiful, blessing, crazy,
Form: Prose
He whispered, "You're here."
My fragrance consorted before me,
sweet scent of summer lilacs.
He placed a rose on sheets of platinum silk.
Wildfires of desire in his emerald eyes,
reflected in soft glimmers
of a voluminous pearl moon.
Seductive smile on my vermillion lips
in chamber lit by amber candles.
No need of their scintillation to see,
I only needed to feel.
Diamonds danced across a dusky sapphire sky
as he breathed erotic sensations on my nape,
slid a strap off the shoulder of my ginger gown.
The pulse of his heart beat against my hand.
My other caressed the charcoal ruff at his temple.
Fuchsia blooms fluttered on the trellis window.
Their aroma faded as I inhaled his balm,
tasted love, savored passion until I was replete.
Soft breezes swirled across warm silk sheets.
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March 13, 2016
Categories:
consorted, color, sensual,
Form: Romanticism
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