It's too cold for angels to fly up here,
It's too windy to raise a fire.
Explosion?
I don't know her.
And she doesn't care who or what she destroyed.
Life is just like a shard of frozen gold,
Coveted most when it cracks and ends.
Pardon me for being so bold,
But in the end even beauty here stinks.
If one day Death came to your door
I'll make sure that before he steals your soul
It'll be me who he has to pass through
So when I'll go up there before you
I'll tell every star in the night sky
To form the stairways when you come by
I'll paint the moon so bright
That it feels like she has her own light
So you will never need the darkness to hide
And always rise like the booming tide
You will leave the earth feeling sore
How it shall lose something so pure
The colour palettes would turn monochrome
But I'll see you up there in our new home
free chilling waves
dead body against to sea
dissolving in fog
My beloved asleep on the floor;
So I thought, I screamed her name she doesn't hear, No;
So I touched her thigh felt warm yet cool to the touch;
Her eyelids closed rising chest;
Her sweet kiss of her lips now I miss;
Dead body found quietly afraid to touch;
Dead body not moving
Though again not again I touch her skin;
Dead body Truth self has risen I'm mad;
Sadden;
You're gone onto your true love true is love God
5/23/20
Written words I James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Motet leather surface skin
Covered Barracuda playing a violin
Gorgeous feather floating in the Wind
Phenomenal carcass harvesting
I am loosed as I am constantly persevering
Shedding my physical being floating flying up in my spirit
As my soul Rises to heaven
12/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr
You’ve warned me about the games you play
How you kiss girls and don’t call back
Don’t count on me to be your next victim
You sure know all the lines though
But you won’t get away with anything
You won’t be getting anything for free
I’ve seen you in action
Your game has been to just sit back
Expect it all without the least effort
You’re a human trap waiting for its prey
It’s all so damn familiar
You don’t even try to hide your game
It’s right out there in the open
For all those who choose not to be blind
Or foolishly take you on as a challenge
So don’t try to budge or nudge me
Or bother ever knocking at my door
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted for contest STALKER sponsored by SILENT ONE - November 7, 2017 - RANKED 2ND
Now I am dead
I have nothing to do;
When I was alive, I was being called mad
Cause I used to help others as like as tornedo.
When I was alive, lots of people afraid of me
Now an ant is ready to bite me indeed,
My own body is not mine but the result of time
Now I am totally abandoned.
I had lots of near and dear ones,
Now I have no one beside me,
I have my jobs I did called real accompanies
I will be judged for what I did in my lifetime.
The body lies without movement.
One called police. Man might be wounded.
The cellphone rings and man wakes up.
My uncle Bob just took a nap ;-D
Child, child
Listen to me
Where the wolves were about
Near the screeching a wild hog’s snout
Never enter the arch where the vultures scout
For the darkest of tales come true in the woods
Of a devil; a demon drinking unicorn blood
Child, child
Listen to me
Where the flowers do not sprout
And voices scream and shout
Never enter the arch where the rats go about
For the darkest of tales come true in the woods
Of a trader; a killer drawing first drops of blood
Child, child
Listen to me
Where the dead trees leer
And the people disappear
Never enter the arch where the gargoyles cheer
For the darkest of tales come true in the woods
Of a body; a corpse rotting for good
Child, child
This is a message from me
Here where the wolves were about
Near the screeching a wild hog’s snout
Where the flowers do not sprout
And voices scream and shout
Where the dead trees leer
And the people disappear
A devil; a demon
A trader; a killer
A body; a corpse
For the darkest of tales come true, yes, lots
Never enter the arch where my dead body rots
Dead Body Did Drown
Dead body did drown down into deep sea
I remembered what had come over me
So much sadness filled with many tears
About sadness filled with hopes and fears.
There was a time when you were first born
While whole world was full of sin and scorn
All of those facts did face each and every day
Will my delight ever overcome all of my dismay?
From moment to moment question would ponder
As it played in my mind and then from yonder
An angel appeared God had sent to each of us
About all of our problems did try to discuss.
Go to Episcopal Church and join its choir
Sing all those many songs that will inspire
You down deep into body, mind and soul
Faith and trust in God is his greatest goal.
So my find friend your soul will never end
Again and again this message want to send
When you want to be merry and full of cheer
Pray to God forever and will be close and near.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
Grim, hollow, pointless
Walk limping through its lostness
For a name he is clueless
For a past he is dreamless
His insight is only some bored routinity
Which is stuck in the airport of dead society
Killing time like it never be killed
Living a live like it never be lived
An ambush to the stadium of shelter
Was a breakthrough for the unexpected trigger
One brain consumed by the hand of a ripper
Its cerebellum emit clear memories about the lover
An outstanding memories
Led the soulless to its side of humanities
Longing of past, stages of life
Belated hunger stop to strive
A girl with her sweet adventure
A dead body whose lost in his picture
Rely on their fate to each other
But blind in the shimmer of their clutter
Through the memory which righteously read as a diary
Through the features which bring him to the life ready
Through the whisper
Through the struggle
He entitled for the second chance
He deserved for the right romance
The new life is just waiting
To the next chapter of the beginning
Author's Note:
Inspired by the book of "Warm Bodies"- Isaac Marion.
Soul is neither born nor dies
bodily formation ties
When goes out of
A dead body lies
These littel details
Facilitated by the atrosive legacy
Plague my write and will
Deadily weapons you call words
Seemed to forever haunt my dreams
But why do they do so?
When you walk up again
And with no fear I tell this
You may never seize my heart, no
Not again you will know
My love or my hold
So wish to stay awake
Through my mind you ran hard, but my heart you stomped
Play your cards once again
And claim the prize you have won
I'll kill you
What did you think you'd acheive by destroying
I'm not going to hold your hand here as you fall
You'll burn in Hell while I'm living it up
Just picture my face
As your arms whore out amongst
All that is and ever was
For the time being, tears run
With rampid detail
Down the face under feet
Redundancy, you see, has been your expertise
The words you spit at me
Pray you're not the only one
Who will suffer at my hand
In you last bleeding hour
Will you choke on the blade?
Your blood soaks my shirt
As the throat is cut
And this nightmare will end
In your final slaying