Sunshine
Radiance brightness
Suns light rays
Natural light sparkle bright
Solar
~
Daylight
Sunshine brightness
Gleaming phosphorescence
Luminance coruscation rays
Vivid
7/15/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Today ignorance uttered words in the court of kings,
as we waited too long for coruscation of brilliancy,
serendipity smiled on nescient,
and crowned rebellion for one hour.
utterances from idle lips ,
foist on passerby along nature’s path,
As filthy rebel from the woodcock progeny,
Spoke with grandeur of betise.
suspense graced the rage of arrogance,
Today in the prison of the khaki boys.
cast amongst quails and punks.
This punky nurse of innocence.
what?
Ask me not, for I will not like this,
bandy with Rampallian .
In memory of you and all the beauty I behold.
I will listen to the laughter's and discern which one was yours
I would play the music that I know you would wish to hear
And dance on the same footsteps wearing your shoes
As I float dancing with you just one more time
And when we are done, I will hold your hand
Pull you towards me one more time
And see forever in your eyes
And when tomorrow comes
And it's my turn to dance again with you,
I will flow you to the Milky Way
Where all the stars will look upon us
With coruscation envy
6/29/2020
Poetry Contest: In Loving Memory'
Sponsored By: Regina Riddle
And in this darkness
a darkness we breed
a darkness we feed
and by hope we pray for an end
To our own fumblings of blindness
the void it lives
and the void it breathes
to suffocate our belief in emptiness
Darkness we believe
more than in the passing of night
darkness
when we are unable to see the light
Day
Wrought by a stars profusion
in the coruscation of billions
lays a promise of splendour
into the heavens
We do not perceive its oceans
and we do not feel its resurrection
a promise
resting in the heart of creation
Darkness
And we seek escape
clinging to the fluffy toy of hope
and all is the darkness with which we create
this comedian of our tragic hope
Light ( Life )
By informational essence
a living particle of the sun
by eyes, by emotion and by its experience
witnessed
Light
into water, into blood, into wine
to receive
and then to see
Darkness we believe
more than in the passing of night
true darkness we receive
when we refuse to see the light
HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE . . . .
The shivering grey of gloomy December’s
Sky is banished by the frost of January -
Coruscation of lights on display, sparkling embers.
We see out from inside a galactic Christmas tree
Coronated under the Pole star climactic.
Its branches are long, transparent and vanishing:
The tree’s lights look as if they are stars,
Marking the final tip of each branch;
Some lights are brighter, on the short branches;
Dimmer-colors mark more distant branch tips.
Stars mark the limits of our tree.
I feel sparkle in my eyes, with the strange light..
I embrace a moment , with a pretty sight..
Don't know what anything else I want from life..
I just feel that this is the completion of life..
I see the new in my life..
I wish... I wish not to end the beauty of these days and nights..
I feel coruscation in the sky, with the desirable might..
I embrace a moment , with a pretty sight..
Don't know why I feel this enough for a whole life..
I just feel that this is the culmination of my whole life..
I see the unprecedented happiness in my life..
I wish.. I wish not to end the beauty of these days and nights..
What if the great Rene Descartes,
Renaissance man of many parts.
for all his fame and coruscation
is nothing but a fine creation
of my own imagination?
Philosophically disabused.
I think therefore I am
confused.
Below the stars and silver moon,
Abounds the coruscation of silhouetted curves.
Sinusoidal and voluptuous,
Seismic undulating and venereal.
Your mind synaptically aglow under the light,
Evokes ethereal perspicacity within my soul.
A torrent tsunami of desire thrusts my body.
Leaves me wanting to make love to you:
Make love to your mind,
Make love to your body,
Make love to your heart,
Make love to your soul.
All under the emanating fragrance of the horticultural moon.
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