To disrobe the lion’s ego,
would be to destroy a charismatic higher light
dethrone a regal rightous dominance
denounce a fierce protective energy
with pride of a warrior, never repudiate royalty
forswear fealty is to renounce a king of truth
whilst in his den, uncloaked he and his lioness
of regal virtue, love eternal and loyalty
when you engage with ultimate hierarchy,
roars of authority warn and ward risk taking rivals
with gifted instincts, a supreme stubborn strength
and a keen bond and respect for his own
an affectionate and generous warmth
confident yet cautious in their garden of Eden
defeatist disrobes the ego, only when defeated
deep within the soul, we yearn for substance
a spiritual substance sustaining us
the creature sustains as messenger
deeper significance beyond physical form
depicting qualities from the universe
butterflies symbolize transformation,
the turtle patience, the elephant a mighty sooth,
the lion links divine wisdom and perceives truth
Some Say The Politicians Are all the same
Six of one , half a dozen of the next.
All controlled by the hierarchy, the illuminati.
I feel they have a point to some extent.
But still I beg to disagree.
For Some have more bad mind that others,
Some are more lie, more dangerous, more corrupt, more selfish.
Some are more tief. Some are like Gangrene.
Some are Evil Himself Satan incarnate. Soo Soo Devious.
While some make an effort, some do try.
Some will ignore the poor more.
We still should be willing to make a choice.
I just do not and cannot agree with the skeptics who claim
The System will never change.
Refuse to accept such a defeatist mentality.
Line of inquiry:
“What if life is a lucid dream
Borne by thoughts we ourself did stream
Wherein our designated role
Is to dance atop love’s moonbeam”
A new sunrise is born with love's advent
Binding every heart, throbbing every sinew
Filling every hollow, silencing every sigh
Making the earth fresh as morning dew.
When love overpowers every heart,
A new world is born free of all strife
With glossy dreams borne of our own thoughts,
Rendering a fresh glow to the whole of life.
Love is the song that make us twirl in joy.
With it, the universe gets woven in endless grace.
It is a force that overcomes every defeatist thought.
Love shall eternally burn, illumining every space.
May love weave, its mesmerizing rhythm
And let’s dance atop love’s moon beam.
As an Epiphany dawns, ride the crest of a wave
Cradled in the folds of a new hope, a new dream!
“Wake to the chirping of birds, get elated by their songs, allow the music to settle in your heart and dismiss all defeatist thoughts. Instead of burrowing like a mole, fly high like a bird” ~ By Poet
Oh! Lovely little bird, soaring and swirling,
Sliding and sweeping, making the sky your pathway,
Possessing the poet’s soul, you make me cheerful,
With songs mellifluous and melodious.
You dive and glide through cotton candy clouds,
With dizzy spells and a spirit so buoyant.
You roam and ride through air, trusting on your wings.
You are out on an odyssey to cross a thousand seas.
With black and beady eyes, you spot everything,
And watch the world from up above.
You wear a dazzling robe of vivid bluish hues.
You have rainbow pinions and a beak so sleek.
You chirpy friend, as you sing in tuneful voice from above,
Your songs fall in my ears as midnight choir from afar.
As you warble in sweet rhythm and lovely cadence,
You tell me that sweet spring of beauty and bliss is here.
When I Google you,
I recognize the struggles and muggles you face,
I recognize the brutalities and the scars from decades of suppression and oppression which you endure;
The broken promises, failings and shortfalls;
I recognize the enormous work and journey ahead;
I see the repulse and self defeatist attitude occasioned
By broken hopes and aspirations;
I recognize the seasons and reasons for the youths failure to thrive,
In the face of hydra-headed battles confronting them daily
When I Google you,
I recognize the unmistakable hurdles, shuttles and scuttles;
The suppressed emotions, emissions, missions, visions, and vanquished voices of the voiceless,
The brazen helplessness, hopelessness and long worn faces
Of countless array of seen and unseen battles;
The dwarfed armory of opportunities occasioned by lack of vision, mission, emotions to thrive, ride and drive
But,
I can also envision:
The salient, but countless, unspeakable and unquenchable determination and desire in you;
The urge, surge, splurge, hidden treasures, pleasures, possibilities and the unheralded hope and abilities in humanity!
We call for success
When we obey the blueprint
Not for defeatist.
Wish all my friends on Poetry Soup a joyful, peace filled and prosperous New Year!
As the glow of 2022 has died out
When a new dawn’s halo is round the arc
Best wishes and prayers from all hearts sprout
‘Let a new world of light emerge from the dark’
Let us wait to see new hopes blooming
Grab the little joys the mind can contain
Dismiss all defeatist thoughts surfacing
Warmly greet the New Year about to begin
The stream of life glides gurgling
Listen to its dulcet rhythmic refrain
Put down smothering blues brewing
Cast away all sad and throttling pain
Inhale the salubrious air and begin again
Hope for happier times, day after day
With enormous appetite, life’s zest, regain
Newer vistas will open up and come to stay
* * * * *
Jan.1.2023
"Gazing at the rising sun and telling yourself- 'the new day has newer promises for me' fills you with gallons of fuel to run the whole day"- By poet
See life blooming in full and keep smiling
Grab the little joys the mind can contain
Dismiss all defeatist thoughts surfacing
Wait for the fresh dawn about to begin
Inhale the clean air and begin again
Hope for a better and happier day
With greater appetite, life's zest regain
New vistas will open and come to stay
Downhill, the crystal clear stream glides gurgling
Listen to its dulcet rhythmic refrain
Put aside all smothering blues brewing
Just cast away all sad and throttling pain
Admire the purity of white flowers
Those that open in the dead of the night
Love nature with the fervour of lovers
Feel glory in each sound and every sight
July.6.2022
~ Placed First~
It’s All about Three Q’s Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
Theme- Nature
Syllable Count. 10 each (HMS)
Your face at my success,
said I did not deserve it,
then you would express,
It was only worthless,
all I think is are you thick
cus if you’re not you’re evil
treating me the opposite
to all the other people
You just wanted me to be
the way you wanted me to be
success outside your vision
doesn’t exist and therefore isn’t
So you take my self belief
my confidence in pieces
ambitious drive deceased
why win when it’s defeatist
Quick to punish
discouragement
Treat me rubbish
I’m different
I was always useless
couldn’t do anything
I lie and make excuses
make yourself a victim
You can call it a mother’s nature
all it caused was bloody hatred
Never nurtured just berated
Now our lives have separated
I’ll only have one mother
thank god I don’t have two
All she caused was suffering
and now it’s all she’ll do
A turbulent year has faded out and a new year is before us. Many who were with us are no more. Many are maimed and marred in the battle of life. Let us hope that something better awaits us and it is this hope that pulls us on. Imploring God’s grace, I wish all my dear Soup friends, a Happy 2022.
As the glow of 2021 has faded out
And a new dawn’s halo has surrounded the arc
Best wishes and prayers from all hearts sprout
‘Let a new world of light emerge from the dark’
Let us wait to see new hopes blooming
Grab the little joys the mind can contain
Dismiss all defeatist thoughts surfacing
Warmly greet the New Year about to begin
The stream of life glides gurgling
Listen to its dulcet rhythmic refrain
Put down smothering blues brewing
Cast away all sad and throttling pain
Inhale the salubrious air and begin again
Hope for happier times, day after day
With enormous appetite, life’s zest, regain
Newer vistas will open up and come to stay
Before the laughter cries
Defeatist tears flow down your eyes
I walk on in my mind into the beginning this place
The space where God gives me Amazing Grace
Compelled to relish and sinful pride
Caught up locked up and deceitful lies
Where is the forgiveness
Why have I been dismissed
By chance that I should do or die
So in reverence I see to repent
For I hear the Lord's Battle Cry
Where is my happiness
I digress
Such a mind
So unkind
Intertwined
Benign
I seek God's grace
I stand before Him in the forgiveness place
6/29/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
8, A Trait Higher than Nature
Every Year Sing "Hallel" on July "11's",
A Stroke Grew Tall, Into My Life's Elm,
Prior, in 2005, Our Chassuna Dance!
Now, Our Foot "Pattie Cake" is Seldom.
8 Denotes Transcendence,
Judaism is Not in the Natural Realm,
No Nature's Laws Correspondence,
"Ayn Ode Milvado" has the Helm!
"Rise Above Our Nature" Ascendance,
Assorted "Odd Bod'" Handicaps, "Jell 'Em!"
In Sum, Obstacles Aren't Iron, Look Askance,
Serve Hashem "B'Simcha", Attitude "Quells 'Em!"
Never Say Never nor "Defeatist Chants",
Transcend the Adverse, Surprise Them,
Purim "MeSheloach Manos" to Enemy Stances,
Make Friends, Try to Opponents Stem!
You'll Get Disbelieving Glances,
Shrug Them Off, Saying "Amen & Ahem!",
Sincerely Sing "What Are the Chances?",
Keep Trouble Off Balance, "Tzoros" Amend!
"More of You is Emerging!" Barbara Announces,
I Ask Myself "Is This the Coma's End?"
My Wife & I, One Another Enhances,
Marital Bliss, We Each Other Send!
8, A Trait Higher than Nature
Every Year Sing "Hallel" on July "11's",
A Stroke Grew Tall, Into My Life's Elm,
Prior, in 2005, Our Chassna Dance!
Now, Our Foot "Pattie Cake" is Seldom.
8 Denotes Transcendence,
Judaism is Not in the Natural Realm,
No Nature's Laws Correspondence,
"Ayn Ode Milvado" has the Helm!
"Rise Above Our Nature" Ascendance,
Assorted "Odd Bod'" Handicaps, "Jell 'Em!"
In Sum, Obstacles Aren't Iron, Look Askance,
Serve Hashem "B'Simcha", Attitude "Quells 'Em!"
Never Say Never nor "Defeatist Chants",
Transcend the Adverse, Surprise Them,
Purim "MeSheloach Manos" to Enemy Stances,
Make Friends, Try to Opponents Stem!
You'll Get Disbelieving Glances,
Shrug Them Off, Saying "Amen & Ahem!",
Sincerely Sing "What Are the Chances?",
Keep Trouble Off Balance, "Tzoros" Amend!
"More of You is Emerging!" Barbara Announces,
I Ask Myself "Is This the Coma's End?"
My Wife & I, One Another Enhances,
Marital Bliss, We Each Other Send!
a throbbing ache emanating from the heart
infecting the blood that runs though its veins
pulsating a malicious toxic venom
contaminating every thought
distressing and impeding psychosomatic pain
mind over matter in a dark defeatist manner
AP: 3rd place 2020
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