when i see that certain smile
it heightens moments
i feel more than approval
it is that playful adoration
that tells me
the heavens are at peace
no star out of alignment
flocks of wings in synchronicity
ocean breezes freely dancing in palms
pelicans gliding above waves
children raised hands down the slide
all the galaxies are accounted for
no nail missing in the structure
a building anticipation as the roller coaster
reaches its peak in the climb
the taste of cotton candy
already upon my tongue
in the fervent hope
that the smile is a promise
of the kiss to follow
the roller coaster now earthbound
the ones i cherish most deeply
approval in a moment
of playful adoration
it is when i wear a simper
you do that to me
shy and wanting to pull on pigtails
Oregon 9/22/26
Lowering her eyes, deeply she blushed
Perhaps my stare a bit too rushed
Turned her pretty shoulder away from me
Left no doubt of what would be
Give me your hand, my soul's star,
and look me in my eyes...
Look how
my heart and soul
embrace you
and dreams are woven
of tender loves,
of beautiful journeys far away,
in the land of love and life...
Look, our whole life
has one sense only...
To love you deeply,
to be loved by you
and to love
both together,
our children
and the whole world...
Because, nothing else
in this world remains
at the end,
except only,
the love and warmth,
we gave and felt,
with a warm embracing,
with a sweet glance,
with many feelings
and with a multitude
of countless and sweet,
passionate kisses of love...
Thomas Akritidis
When we dream of faraway places and peeps, in leaps of faith, we’d never think of the reality of those who’d scathe—Poetess
Always darling, is dulling,
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There once was a time I was an Anglophile
Once I wished I were an Hibernophile
I simply cannot relate
to those with a snubbers hate
Here’s to American nostalgia and its style!
Ahhh woo woe oh oh
Means more than words
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh
Words can say
I LOVE YOU DEEPLY
I thank you for covering me in love, always
I thank you for covering me in Love darling
And lifting me up, up up to our Father
Halleluiah
I love you deeply, I love you deeply so deeply
Down way down for mai heart mai soul I love you deeply
I receive every blessing with gratitude
May God return that same strength unto you?
Peace and protection back to you, today, baby
I love you deeply
2/21/26
Written by Damilo & James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Family traditions
passed on
ingrained,
instilled
a set reminder
of how it was
how it should be
before society has taken away our rights brainwashed us
leaving us feeling
desolate
Do we ever think to form our conscious
Having watched the moon and studied it
Seeing it form the most perfect of smiles
What part of the truth do we not understand
The media has a bias when it comes to revelations
A rich collection of certain subjects form ungodly acts
Pride your blindness doctors your opinion to speak honestly
Let us draw on the picture of a broken soul
Begin painting from the darkness with a shade of light
Without colour we are left with a blank canvas
Do we find justice disheartened turning the tables
We are so occupied by our own ideas we have lost contact with God
A tragedy when we loose focus on Jesus's words
Not recognising the face of mercy when it pleases our inner being
Those who claim they are righteous..'
Yet divorce themselves from its fruit
Bear witness through-out the worlds.'
The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.
~ Nikola Tesla
nights are dark and long
and those who come only
to wheedle
me into eating, or drinking, or brushing my hair
coddle and coo
yet bear knife and needle
to prepare my mind to sleep and rest
no, not to rest, to forget - they come and spiel
dogmatic scientific credal
Chorus
I'm deeply sleeping
while she's breathing;
two breaths mixing,
two hearts beating.
Verse I
The wintry night totally dark and cold
embraces us, it can never make us shiver;
we keep warm and feel behind delighted
each heartbeat measures a minimal fear.
Verse II
The many secrets of past loves remain inside,
we've buried all evidence, too afraid to reveal any
of them that won't pose a threat if laid aside;
it'd be better to hide them than expose infidelity.
Verse III
We are fully conscious and explore
the new dreams of the imagination;
husband and wife exhausted of desire,
long hours of pleasure were gratification.
Verse IV
No morning appears to be brighter or prettier than ours;
has the heavy guilt disappeared through vanished shadows?
Have we stared into each other's eyes and truly confessed
what we hide in the depth of conscience that makes us blind?
Praise the Lord!
You could hear it from the roof tops
Thank the Lord!
He deeply loves us so much non-stop
I thank my Father
Too I thank His precious Son
For a really great life
That the Lord and Jesus both have shown
I had faith,
I had faith,
But later I realized
That all my ideas were wrong.
I had change,
I had change,
But my habits keep coming back
And want to hold me back once more.
I have friends,
I have friends,
But when I have troubles
Seldom I can see them support.
I have love,
I have love,
But I have not found love
In reciprocation that I had wish for.
If deeply calls a bard for epic muse,
like newborn lambs that crave their mother's milk;
if feet that lightly trip along with shoes
of Mercury whose message speeds, like silk,
with lightning's sudden flash and peals of thunder;
if fate told jokes, regaled with humor's laugh,
then life, Greek tragedy, with comic blunder,
mocks man's pride, hubris, ego, using his gaffes
(with bathos). But high drama's theatric peak's
for bards and Elizabethan playwrights
who, like seers, see with vision, craft unique,
wond'rous, and grandiose plots of lofty heights!
But to give up this dream that seems sublime,
I'd wish for, still, love, children, peace, and time.
The world wavers between chaos and coherence, a paradox I deeply embrace,
I question the architecture of destiny—does it sculpt us, or do we shape it with trembling hands?
Doubt floats like mist over the river, but the current beneath is relentless and determined,
I've seen ruins blooming with wildflowers, silence birthing symphonies from the depths.
I hesitate, analyze, yet I step forward, for I cannot ignore the calling,
Even skepticism cannot deny the silent insistence of flourishing possibility,
Each step an echo of doubt and hope that keeps me in a fragile balance,
A journey weaving fragility with strength, darkness with the first light.
I balance my steps on the thin line of uncertainty surrounding me,
Where ruins become canvases for flowers and symphonies arise from deep silence,
I wonder if we are sculptures of fate or artists of our own ever-changing destiny,
But I continue to move, to dream, to believe in the possibility that whispers beneath doubt.
O stars, how tenderly you pierce the night,
Your silver whispers gliding through the sky,
Like tiny flares of love's eternal light—
In you, my own soft dreams are bound to lie.
The ocean waves, with secrets deep and true,
Roll soft as breath against the waiting shore;
In their embrace, I feel the strength of you,
A constant song that leaves me wanting more.
The moon ascends, a lover calm and wise,
Its silver gaze caressing earth and sea;
No beauty can escape those quiet eyes—
It holds all tenderness, and sets me free.
For stars, and waves, and night’s soft, glowing face,
Are loves I keep—a distant, sweet embrace.
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