Contracted Poems

Context

Encompassing a broad range of technologies
machines to perform what would usually be
the tasks and chores for humans
concepts that form the foundations
that enable assignments and and tasks
to be performed
concepts form the very being of
artificial intelligence and it's various employment
of specific usage
it's premise was to be used as an understudy
to help the thespians study there roles
Prompt desks and musical interludes included
the robots are the intellecail property
the theather and all the actions between
robot and person are filmed and are
the intellectaul property
of the studio
all words in accordance to the theathers scritps
and music. Even the humming and signing
are all the proerty of the studio or theather
rerecodings are forbiddened unless
contracted or allowed.
Scayles and Chords are conducted
Fibonacci sequence and arithmetic sequences
are arrangement of notes in a scale to the
 overall form of a composition
Collaberations between humanoid and person
are contraceed.
Music Generators
Big Roy Versatile 1080

I AM OF HE SPOKEN FORTH CARETAKER OF THIS EARTH-

Just a place to be
 prominently
 the premise
 is such a mess
 disarray such a man
 contracted testament
I am a picture in His plan
I am my Father’s voice
Set to words 
caretaker of this earth

5/24/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025

Dance of a Time Past

I finally went dancing again 
This time my partner was a ghost from the past
Their movements so fluid that it felt like I was on an island
Their touch so cold I thought I would catch hypothermia
Their face so distorted colors bent and contracted around them

We twirled and waltzed throughout the night
We both knew the steps
One step, two step, pause, pull away, pull them in, twirl
But something was different
I could no longer feel that spark that once was there
That electric feeling that sent shivers down my spine is gone
I feel nothing as our eyes meet
I don't feel the rhythm in my heart
I don't feel a sweet sensation meeting my taste buds
All that once was is gone

I guess that's what it means to dance with a ghost.

Reverse Cyrano

“Reverse Cyrano” 

Reverse Cyrano 
new wave poetry 
straddles the ruins

milked
with two sugars
dark Tea dreams

red leaves laquer 
the vain roadmaps 
that stain the ingrained

with pommegranate poetry
the bejewelled heart 
sweet and tart 

and thick 
skinned
sliced and skewered

each granate 
a sparkling 
hidden gem

within the ruby 
words written 
riding astride those worlds 

like wolves 
in those comforting 
dicomforting whispering woods

for Cyrano reversed 
so easily contracted
a hidden god and a poet 

that lost lovers 
may find submerged 
in disoriented time adrift,

eyes open-wide undestracted,

the ravenous misunderstood unmissed.



Candide Diderot ‘25

Dot com bubble crimes

Woman's Right Oath
Welfare fraud, ghetto sex slave triumphant
Bestow death upon civilization
Embarrassment for all positive outlook flowers
And further destruction and reviling vanity mirrors
Reframing gas fare and squandering progress from llc
Charity horror film of life

Celebrity definer lightstyles


.gov vs .org

Bad .com bubble

Like in Los Angeles they hide the homeless money
Civil rights jobs and homeless services jobs
While people die they degrade your future and use slush fund for celebrity politician style affluent designer lifestyle evil

Hob nobbing as lobby at legal threshold of litigation exposure
These are the beggar girls you give money to from there crafty pity subsidize me while I criminology, psychology and pharmacy rep with risk assessment software in sub contracted social services sector of church funded non profit

Dot com bubble crimes

Woman's Right Oath
Welfare fraud, ghetto sex slave triumphant
Bestow death upon civilization
Embarrassment for all positive outlook flowers
And further destruction and reviling vanity mirrors
Reframing gas fare and squandering progress from llc
Charity horror film of life

Celebrity definer lightstyles


.gov vs .org

Bad .com bubble

Like in Los Angeles they hide the homeless money
Civil rights jobs and homeless services jobs
While people die they degrade your future and use slush fund for celebrity politician style affluent designer lifestyle evil

Hob nobbing as lobby at legal threshold of litigation exposure
These are the beggar girls you give money to from there crafty pity subsidize me while I criminology, psychology and pharmacy rep with risk assessment software in sub contracted social services sector of church funded non profit

What Our Body Telling Us

Some truth about our body:
Our body remembers absolutely everything
It remembers what you don't remember
The body reacts to danger
It lives or buries unlived in feelings and emotions
It tells a moment what's happening around you
Through physical reactions and state of health
It's enough to learn to notice and interpret them
Observe your body how suddenly contracted
It has a lump in your chest or throat
Your arms shaken
Your legs become woolen
When you stop breathing
Breathing is shallow and shallow
Feel the moment
Feel the reaction
Figure it out
Respond something in yourself 
Find time the quality of your life.

reclaiming inner light

in this realm of fierce predators
name of the game: domination
out of place here seem love laced souls
blissful in staid meditation 

consciousness caged, heart contracted
as delusion of grandeur boasts
fanning fires of feral instinct
humans wander earth like lost ghosts

love’s the flame that glows in darkness
pausing the cause of tempests wild
know it as the light of the soul
sense it in the smile of a child

Descent And Ascent

My hilly paths are full of pits, and my trails turn and twist.
My life and destiny have contracted clandestine tryst.
As there are dams blocking rivers that flow flawlessly
Unknown hurdles put pauses to life rather lawlessly.

Brick by brick how cautiously I construct my dream castle!
How a storm pulls it down as though it's a hut on the hill!
Exploring, inventing, and enlightening, I move on.
Towards absurd spells of death, my mortal being is drawn

Inner aches, like yokes, weigh me when I let go of my worries.
Pains and grieves, like traumas, bring in tumultuous flurries.
Soul passes through deserts of spiritual emptiness.
Pilgrimages of perfection become pride-filled pettiness.

With my descents and falls, I, a weakling, come to my Lord
He lifts me from dust and takes me to his heavenly abode.
As a vulture that gains its youthfulness, I take new birth.
Dark nights of my soul end and bright days lead to endless mirth.

Zen mode

plans thwarted
it is a routine life test
an opportunity to check
is heart contracted 
or yet tranquil

God has designed
earth life so perfectly
optimised for soul growth
as we gentle responses
breath by breath thus

He

I feel my heart beat, but it feels like it bleeds, Filled with disease, in search of he.
With each blood drop that leaks, He falls further from me.
While he knows nothing about me, I'm still sure he'll marry me.
My mind might be in delusion, But my love hasn't been disputed.
The sight of deep sea blue
Has me contracted to you.
Though I bleed for you,
The thought of having you is sunshine blue.
And until you have disputed The love that my heart seeps, It'll still leak underneath.
Though we are apart,
My heart will never depart,
For it's you that it longs and belongs.
I am not ashamed, For it's you that I claim.
You, I cannot name,
But I am afraid
That you might turn me away.
Still, I'll keep loving you the same.

Creative Creation

Zygote ideas crowd cobwebbed thoughts.
Foetal creations evolving...
Yearning for life.
Crammed in empty wombs
Contracted by phantom possibilities 
Gatekeepers to life
Aborted hopes and dreams
Fear laced life blood...
trickles away with the sands of time...
Again.

How to Peach a Troll

Languishing in liminal limbo
Feathers fray before striking harmony 

Tidal waves in my brain have ebbed and 
Flowed, expanded and contracted guiding 
Wings of my astral soul across desolation;
Precursors       upon mantles with no equal 

Sentinels of sanguine, like the Kings Guard
Watching over my journey, Angels cradling 
My thoughts and deeds                  push

Sometimes pull

The look on her face

Liquid

                    The Cardinals

Daybreak song!

Why those best suited to high office never get elected

They are, 
Still in touch with reality
They Value logistics over statistics,
They ask the right questions.

They don't believe in a totally cashless society,
Their vision for the future includes a roadmap,
That leads to prosperity for more than 10.

They see People, Water and the environment,
As assets that should never be auctioned off to the highest bidder,
They see benefit in strong communities.

They never make cuts across the board,
They understand that some services should never be contracted out.
That due diligence in this day and age is a heavy responsibility,
And put extra time and resources into it.

They understand that most white collar crime increases when,
Staffing levels drop to a point where,
The temptation to borrow and pay back,
Without anyone being the wiser,
Seems risk free to more people than you think.

They don't believe in overtaxing children,
But see value in afterschool jobs.
They refuse to hire spin doctors.

Overcoming Tamas

Of Gunas three, Tamas holds sway,
cajoling consciousness to rest,
though the child in us wants to play,
of zest and zeal we’re dispossessed.

Heart contracted and soul’s stance stooped,
we have been by lethargy duped,
yet like the Phoenix we may rise,
embracing each breath in surprise.

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