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Ode to Grandpa Davis

Strophe

O Grandpa Davis who gave me my skill
My  art talents ,organic,  came from you 
Sorry I haven’t praised you ,now .I will 
Your art and talents I admire you so

Your art is an inspiration to me,
Once I lost my home; most of your art  gone,
 It should have been enjoyed for all to see ,
 T’is a wicked act ; I do frown upon.

Antestrope

Talent  is work and some inspiration ,
Organic ability not much proof ,
Work hard with lift no misinformation ,
If you believe all of it you got spoofed.

And talent  is one percent makes art great.
And work is sixty percent of one’s art ,
And skill is forty percent I state, 
All three in  harmony  is a good start.

Epode

O Grandpa Davis I wish you were alive ,
If dreams are gold meeting you is jive,
You died 5 years before I was born .
Seeing your art I was wowed-forgot to mourn.


In figure drawing  your skill is mythic
Your pastel work of your wife  is terrific 
And Grandpa Davis my ode to you is done,
It’ is time I  penned it for everyone.

In a Silent Way

Sustained in dulcet fugue
blue waters 
converge inside 
moments of mountains
imbued with silent springs

Pouring illusive champagne dreams
rainbow arches
that impale the softness 
it sings bubbling pale perfect
birdsweet nectars

Daylight confronts
entering the city
rhythms of NOW
running to the urgency
emergency
lights flash into night 
beats of congruous conflict

Away
NOW stay
vending peace inside
moments of mountains
where blue waters
I disappear
In honeyed silence

July 16, 2023

Kind of Blue

What is that feelin'
Creepin' 'bout my heart,
I think its kind of blue
Breakin' me apart

Fallin' into pieces
How many a heart has,
Once throbbed with neon
And all that jazz

I'm feelin' kind of blue
Not deep enough to cry,
A solemn kind of blue
Don't need to wonder why

Revolving slowly into
This somber attitude, 
Azure leanin' on green
A pale, indigo mood

Muffled sounds carry
The smoothest baritone, 
Over a muted trumpet
And a sad, sad saxophone 

It's nothin' strange to me
Been right here before,
... Turn up the music
Slowly, close the door.

Victor Davis Hanson Should Return the New Criterion's Edmond Burke Award

He writes op-eds for Fox and admires Don Bongino, Ed Henry, Brian Kilmeade,
Trey Gowdy, Bill Hemmer, Will Cain, Jason Chaffetz, Stuart Barney, Jesse Watters, Raymond Arroyo, Tucker Carlson, Laura Ingraham, Mark Levin, Pete 
Hegseth, Greg Gutfeld, and Lou Dobbs.
He predicted as a result of the 2020 election the country would be bitter, democrats would be blamed for making Trump into a monster, they would lose their power within two years and be considered a radical party.
He predicted that Biden would have no popular support, would not be able to put through any legislation, would never have a nominee for Supreme Court Justice and would eventually be relieved of his duties.
Even though most saw Trump as vulgar, uncouth, divisive and eccentric, Hanson would still vote for him. He saw Trump as a builder, dynamic leader, a regular guy from Queens and a better choice even with his bad boy attitude.

Clerihew Davis

Advertising trainee Stuart Davis
 he did not persist with this
Created the form known now as Pop Art
in urban scenes posters for the most part

Growing Old By Bill Davis

Growing old is as they say a part of life
It can cause you strife
It can cause discourse
It can even cause remorse

Growing old can be a delight
That can have the wisdom to make things right
That can have some great reward
That can keep you moving forward

So, as they say a part of life is growing old
For all a story that will unfold

Our Love By Bill Davis

Our love is good and pure
Because it has the power to endure

Our love will never seperate
Because it will never be a debate

Our love will never see heartache
Because we vow never to forsake

Our love is here to stay
Because it will endure to the end of our days

Rise To the Depth of Space By Bill Davis

I will rise to the depth of space
Where time has never shown its face
And look out into the deep black night
To see the stars so huge and bright

Where their sunshine always reaching out
To the planets miles about
And among the stars I shall fly
Watching them as they're passing by

Finally on some unknown land
Where I'll rest on its barren sand
And there some day
My child will say

I will rise to the depth of space
Where time has never shown its face

William Earl Davis-

~66 years December 1st
 birth child  his name William Earl 
last name Davis
 a director of playwright and activist 
on this day we celebrate
 the birth of William Earl Davis~


12/2/12
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Au Revoir, Team Uc Davis

Tribute to all who at Trauma Center,
UC Davis, who assisted me in healing.


Medical Teams!
I’ ve been here 21 days!
You all provided for my every need!
I mean far beyond things medical....

There is something in each of you
Amazingly rainbow and spiritual!
I came here with  my arrogance and
inner fight.

You, softened these fires with listening, 
outstanding care and making things, 
oh,so right!

Thank you for making the darkness so bright.
I will see your compassionate faces, smiling 
from heavenly bright stars,each night!

                   11/23/2021

Mitch Miller and Mac Davis Please

Give me Mitch Miller and Mac Davis Songs Please
Disney songs and Christmas songs
Elvis and Johnny Cash
Liza with a Z
Barbra Streisand
Cher
I like these songs

Mac Davis could make any song into a masterpiece
in a matter of seconds, and they were clean.
Sing along with Mitch got us in the true singing mood.

I do not understand the lyrics of today's songs.
The words are fast and sound mean in some ways.
So I go back to the 40s, 50's, 60's and 70's for my songs.

Call me old school
Call me old fashion
I do not mind.
Just call me.
I do not appreciate these silly texts either
Too impersonal

Chip Davis

Born in Hamler Ohio
Child of Louis F Davis Sr
Lived in Portland and Savannah Ohio 
Study at the University of Michigan 
Specializing in the bassoon a percussion 
Overcame fusing 
Modern popular and classical techniques in music 
Worked as an advertising jingle songwriter 
Challenge by the toning down of his music 
Started his own record label personal traits Davis founded Mannheim Steamroller in Omaha Nebraska
Always written suburb instrumentals and verses 
Never gave up best known for his revolutionising
The Sound of traditional Christmas music 

Fresh Aire

11/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2019

Sammy Davis Jr, Pure Talent

Sang like a whippoorwill, up high on a hill
   Played trumpet like Satchmo, with panache and skill
To watch that man tap-dance, gave even Gregory Hines a thrill
   As Ella Fitzgerald told us, 'Sammy's pure talent' distilled



               November 07, 2019
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         Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke



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Notes:
  1.  See 'The Birth of the Blues,' (movie) c. 1955, b & w, 
       to view Sammy's exceptional singing, trumpet
       playing, and tap-dancing ability.  (4:39 clip)
  2   See 'Tap,' (movie clip) 1981, to view Gregory Hines,
       a remarkable tapper himself, in awe of Sammy's 
       (and his friends') tap-dancing.
  3   See clip of 'Ed Sullivan Show,' 1964, (3 minutes,
       27 seconds) to see Ella introduce Sammy as 'pure
       talent,' and then to view their incredible jazz singing.

Miles Davis Statue, Alton Illinois

you lean back
like you always did 
and blow

wearing your bell bottom slacks
cool 
just like you always were

I hear you now
maybe I always did
I just didn't know

it's all I ever wanted  to do
paint a picture
lean back
see 
feel
and hear the music

so please understand
I'm not trying to be you

I'm just trying



© Whit Howland 2019

Dedicated To Bishop Curry, Skirving and Father Davis

Dedicated to Bishop Curry, Skirving and Father Davis

Why do some people have to be hurt?
By despicable person and treated like dirt
Trying to gun down everyone in sight
Either during day or else late at night.

Is it disorder related to a personality?
Someone who has trouble facing reality
Maybe mind warped from being mistreated
Never reaching goal and is always defeated.

Regardless of what happened God forgives
And His spirit in us does continue to live
As well as love, patience and complete purity
While we exist in his presence, not obscurity.

God's Son Jesus died to save us from sin
And later to earth will return back again
Should seek to find what They are about
And Episcopal Church be sure to try out.

That was me sitting in the front pew.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran, Poet and
Member of Board of Vestry

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