You brought me
thunder
I brought you
hail
To drown
within the storm
You coursed
inclement
I watched
you fall
Beclouded
and forlorn
Our vow
asunder
All hope
curtailed
In torrents
of lament
As lightning
struck
Our tryst
on fire
To burn
— in loves regret
(Poems of Love: April, 2026)
Swadling encrypt the contrarious slopes of a mired
entity coursed veinous stammer spurts bled
across a court of an unchallenged befitted named
as valor cornered the bleached to be razed
spirits encapsulate the branded sole championed
glory dazed betwixt ears of an abandoned
waning light fills purple sighs 'ill eve succumbed
bitterness spilt the downtrodden weighed
hung kicked a life out of bound the final scored
A world stabilized by signature
Completed comprehension of letters
Leaving of all accounted
To begin work without support
Endowing the mind of all alive
Without distraction
The treasury note
Bill is paid
I spoke nothing in tongues
Check is written forth
Before failure begins a new
Annuity is gained interest from slovenly designed
Augment of an unhoused mind
Redaction of treasury note
Labor has de fine as wage
Add of time in coursed labor
Constriction of appendage is resignation
Title 1
"The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me." ... by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The written word bears roots abound
Hail favored mist of hallowed ground
Announced breathtaking full-filled air
Spreads out enjoyment summons fair
Forgiving trailed Earth's crowning Star
Forest startup's reserves stretched far
Healthy hoards and wholesome intakes
Fresh novel minds elsewhere, retakes
Obsessed consumed florists stationed
Lives styled out stretched reawakened
Seedlings advanced Heavens promised
Groundbreaking achievements calmest
Cob-web silk thread eight-legged shooters
Tethered roots edged equaled footers
Floods 'neath grounds raise the gigantic
Psalmist summoned lessened frantic
Misplacements sequenced adjustments
Cause coursed through major monuments
Misfortune causeway lengthens aches
Stressed strung-out unmeasured outtakes
Commons traversed rights owned presence
Neighbors challenged core quintessence
Claimed righteousness labors bear fruits
Attributes are well-served ... grassroots.
I see myself as myself
My truest self
Isn’t physical
Yet, energies, calls
I am
A child of a living King
I’m a child of a Holy God
I am His Beloved one
My name predestined
I am
James Edward Lee Sr.
My name predestined
I am first a burst of energies choice
Spoken into existence
By Father Elohim
Of an outcome
A coursed event determined
In advance by divine will
I was created so “soul” to be birth
From above I so be
James Edward Lee
1/31/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Lok at me, and look at me again,
do look again, now look deep within
I smile through tears, I bear all your pain!
trust in me and let me wash your sins,
cross I carry is of your burden
blood you see is your blood through my skin!
path I walk on are hardship laden,
the lashes that cut me hate smitten,
I take pain so your visions widen!
from the day the apple was bitten,
evil has coursed through all of your lives,
I come to redeem thee, it’s written!
lashes bite like million bees from hives,
they may crucify me high with nails,
trust in god for he takes what he gives!
be amongst you ever in spirit,
look at me, and look at me again,
reborn, see me in each child there is,
I smile through tears, I bear all your pain!
Written 6/12/2023
God’s only son- poetry contest
Regina Mcintosh sponsored
9 syllables each line
5 tercets and one quatrain = 19 lines
aba bcb rhyme sequence.
Dank
darkness
was always
settled around.
It was all I knew
of the near universe.
Stale, stifling, suffocating
in my broken and spilt trundle
leaving bitter, morbidly clammy
earth enshrouding my body and being.
A crack in the soil, or in time perhaps.
Slivers of light split the filthy floor,
crawled over ornate catafalque,
and continued its approach,
like winter's blinding ice,
to my exposed bones.
Warming flesh grew
and coursed with
new - life
blood.
Death of a friend brings sorrow,
one that doesn’t last for tomorrow,
Question’s if friendship built on lies,
As we call a friend that dies,
Not from life, but just from yours,
Doors that once were open, are now closed,
A friendship you wonder if it was forced,
One that was coursed into not having anywhere to go,
A friend that seeped in slow, one that went with the flow,
The safe becomes dangerous,
You say I know you,
You say it is true,
But my faith, mind, and heart,
complicates as the distance grows,
I knew you were too good at the start
But your lies are like water when it flows,
Who really is it you want to be,
With us or the lies that lie six feet,
To me,
It leaves a bitter taste on your tongue of defeat,
The work of lies and deceit,
Tell me was it worth all the pain and the grief,
Now that you will be stuck in the seat,
A death sentence is the eye of the beholder,
But truly nothing will change the mind's eye,
It's easy to fool one's heart when there is a mirage of beauty,
But the mask melts to the core is nothing but rotten irony.
The dawning sky lightened
as day crept up the horizon
pushing Night
toward his exit passage
While all of early rising
could hear the wind of Night
pleading piteously to the Day:
Do let me stay cast me not away
from Earth, my love so dear,
His grieving tears
of pink and rose bright scaring
early morning sky.
Good-bye, good-bye,
cried the Night to his beloved Earth
each clock tick away from you
I’ll cry
His sighing scattering adrift
A ream of puff white handkerchiefs
to cloud-dot
Day’s blue fresh sky.
Such was his sad farewell
to his love
dear Earth.
So in wait
Night coursed the southern
back world
until the hours
be clocked away,
Waiting for sunset
when he would chase
a tired Day away
in a dazzling blaze
of streaked glory,
To then again
softly shroud
his beloved Earth
in his loving arms
of Night.
Treacly sweet is the juice of summer berries,
enervating me to anticipate it upon my lips.
Savoring the confection of melted chocolate
is a delicious flavor to lick from my fingertips.
Intoxicating my palate, is a decadent wine.
Ripened grapes leave me in a euphoric state.
Bacchus would claim, "It's simply divine!"
To slake my thirst, I'd not choose to abate.
But there are other flavors, not so appealing...
salty tears that have coursed from my eyes
or the taste of goodbye from a lover's kiss.
Bitter is the sapidity of a soul's sorrowful cries.
After tasting pure honey of unmitigated love,
there can be no substitute for the syrupy mead.
When sipped from lips, once tenderly kissed,
the desire for more becomes an obsessive need.
She sailed on her tidal madness
waiting on time to unravel her
depths of insanity
while the wave of turbulence
coursed through her veins
She is lost in her own odyssey
pillaged by Fate
she lost all
leaving her in a Robinson Crusoe
hungry skies with reddish eyes
& rumbling stomach , rained tears
lashed with anger
calling for emergency
Warning signs, ringing loud
salient voices conversing with the wind
shadows laughing
mocking her caricature
crucified on a pike
who will bear her cross to Golgotha?
who will roll away the stone?
her loft disappeared into oblivion
waiting to be seen in her nothingness
looping back and forth
To be crowned Chaos Queen
Growing up, we were taught to be thankful for what we got
Never envy.
Because jealousy leaves the heart to rot
And relationships in a frenzy.
So, I didn’t. I never envied another.
Until I saw you. Sitting on that bench.
I started to envy the wind that coursed through your hair.
The leaves that brushed your skin ever so slightly.
And before I knew it. I was jealous of every lifeform that called you ‘theirs’.
I wanted to see you every day, just like they did.
I wanted to hug you, just like they did.
I wanted to be able to love you freely, just like they did.
Jealousy ate me, devoured me and I let it.
Because if it was for you, I would surrender to it.
wind strives to rumble throughout my four walls blasting harder as day becomes night
knowing not the resolve now possessed by all forces driven forth upon earthly delight
unkempt admonitions grueling weathered conditions still fester a natural heyday
see my history shows hear that everyone knows I once feted a vast stronger foreplay
royal dreams filled my rooms like a torrent awash softly veiled plating pharaohs reprise
feigned ideals formed and went few were left to relent the metropolites gotham of lies
I was grand I was famous my spires commanded a tenurial coursed bright cognition
crowds would wildly applaud or calmly ignored vaulted structure it's nuanced ommisions
all the world of renown sought to bask round the crown in this portal good fortune fey fame
yet as all things become the one not to be seen I stumbled through time lost and lame
while fine frescos fumbled and all murals crumbled speak defiance to bare open admission
for remaining a vision this staid old commission looks a new sutured close bar all shame
I saw you,
Such a beautiful thing,
Enraptured with another,
I have no place to feel this way,
No reason to feel such a thing,
Yet jealousy coursed through my veins,
Both of us have moved on,
Though I must admit,
Such things are not complete,
To fall for someone as I did,
I cannot simply leave such things behind,
A hoarder of hearts,
A merchant of love,
Who can blame such a thing upon me,
To see you happy without me,
To watch you grow as a person,
Jealousy, such a beast,
Does not leave such things,
For I still feel for you,
Things I have no right to feel,
Yet somehow I bury them,
For the better,
I bury these sweet feelings,
Only to delve into jealousy at such trivial things,
Perhaps love is not meant at certain times,
Maybe I was destined to love you,
Though now is not the time,
Perhaps not even the right life,
Live free, my dove,
Boundless amounts of youth,
Forget all we will never build,
Be happy in the ways you must,
For I will never be,
My heart is forever broken,
As fate incites
Corruption is always a disease,
It kills the the poor of every size,
It Affects young people who want to rise,
And corruption is the main course,
African leaders your corruption is top,
We youngsters we have no hope,
It has become very hard for us to cope,
We youngsters we are in a tight rope,
You are taking all our wealthy,
Even we have no cloth,
Because of your greedy on this earthy,
African leaders you have coursed our death,
International community block this corrupt leaders,
They pretend to be road builders,
By giving constructors high orders,
Only to finish the youngsters,
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