"Flowers fade and decay through wintry hours- waiting for rebirth."
Quote by - Constance La France
Nature's Decay and Rebirth
Their lavender blooms fade and die,
Hyacinth's leaves shrivel and dry.
Like petaled straw littering the gardens,
Fading life earth hardens.
Chill winds invite frost, rain and snow,
Putting to sleep bulbs far below.
Tucked deeply beneath the fallen decay,
Safe from winter’s cold sway.
Silent and still the winter through,
Hyacinths await nature’s due.
Her timing is nature’s own perfection,
With timely direction.
Dormant bulb awakens to spring,
Green shoots thrust out as if to sing.
Life renewed from beneath garden's blanket,
Spring's own color banquet.
Summer’s heat begins to take toll,
But hyacinth is seeking a parole.
A last burst of color with blooms galore,
Then fade just like before.
Field with display of green catkins in the candlelight
From the hidden chamber the dormant hair-bun loosened
Foam and current from the sea through the fidgety foliage
Night in a machination to summon the lightning clouds
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September 9, 2025
Seeds of desires were sown as our glances met.
Emotive urge started to flow though hidden yet.
Wobbled heart got confused to manifest.
No way ! Shy silent love to hesitate.
Not sure, whether you will reciprocate !
Better, you might approach, I’ll watch and wait.
But I chose you as king of my little empire.
My passion was piercing me to ignite fire.
Unable to express myself, but I’m sincere.
I won’t suppress ardent ardour more, it’s clear.
I must drive away clouds of dilemma entire.
“The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire.”
MY DORMANT PAST
MEMORIES OF THE PAST MAY COME AND GO,
BUT ONE NEEDS TO BE IN CONTINOUS FLOW.
SMELL OF CRUMPLED DREAMS IS IN MY MIND,
ANALOGY OF BOTH ALWAYS KEEP US BIND.
DREAMS TURNED INTO SMOKE AND SPREAD WINGS,
COMING BACK TO ME GASP AND UNIFY IN WRING.
MAY BE ANOTHER DAY SOMEONE BRING TO FRUITION,
THAT DAY MY SOUL WILL BE IN EXUBERATION.
SEEING DREAMS IN EYE OF SOMEONE, AWAKE MY FANTASY,
DIVINE HAS SENT SOMEONE TO RUN MY LEGACY.
Their despise never trace me
Free to every discerning eyes
Ecstasy eloquent and dilute
soft footstape asleep where
Echoes of mountains ever climb
Desertness solemn and wither
Torrent rain who can feel
When every moment dormant, wet
Pulsate maroon inalive memories
Forest cry deepen amidgreen
Gild never touch arid surface
Companion of endless and ephemeral
Landscape never escape their shares always
Dream dilemma shorten us
Bustle of necessities dare
Plaster abode everywhere
Rooten the gifted odur
Luxuriant hair unbounds the daisies
Mirrors of thousand overlook
Can catch the flight of mine
The distance of sky and surface
Breadth bridle us.
I wrap my fingers around the pen
which has lain dormant collecting dust
for months on end feeling as if
I'm lifting a fifty pound weight
straining not just my joints
but my brain, its neurons refusing
to fire like the broken burner of a
gas stove with a malfunctioning igniter
fouling the air with noxious fumes
as it fails to burst into blue flame
a single spark threatening an explosion
that will decimate everything I hold dear
My lone gift life bestowed upon me
I once naively believed would
change everything has altered
exactly nothing as my words are
like whispers in a windstorm
to the world, to you
whose image I was deluded
enough to imagine there might
be a chance would match reality
that someone, that you
could actually care
Trapped in my space suit
Tied down to the launching pad
Terrorized by the rocket
Paralyzed to the surface
The cold surface of my skin
Basks in the judgmental sun
Strapped in my race boot
A dyed gown around my chest
A hard place and a rock, it
Seems I stand in perturbance
Fervidness of my kin
Tasks my legs to jump the gun
My chest strains as my legs race
My heart aches at my minds race
"When I win I'll pen the pin"
But I'd only lose to win a when
Internal torment. Eternal Dormant.
In turn I'll forfeit to eternal internal scornment
A dormant seed sprouts
with the spin of the seasons
soft buds in the soul.
how may we cope
with a secret hope
our disguised desire
ego chose to so sire
why then be in denial
let us face the trial
by fire
I love these chaotic moments
where every teardrop
leaves a letter in its wake
empty words quiver on frozen lips
free verse slips in
a dash of warm and sweet
and I turn into a fool
feeling its ecstasy
But in the fact that it was barking
trees
The wind moving the tree branches in the night
trees
I felt compelled to sniff the summer lawn
Compelled so to remembering my late nightly gatherings
Where are the dandelions I want them greened
night
So that I may eat them
It's that overnight I muttered fallen into winter colors
But in the fact that it was murmuring
night
That those leafs, brown in grey fallen falls colors socializing
While I pondered, gathering parts of shrubs
I threw my eyes upon the floor covered vision with evergreens
dead
It threw its ghost against the introductions
Dead blossom no longer blooms
That communal meeting
That communal meeting
Fallen autumn winter trees dormant
dead
There stood a social flower deaden bub
While yet still pondering gathered parts of deaden shrubs
And the party never clocking
splendid socialization sleeping
Fallen autumn winter trees dormant
Birds sneaking back building nest
dormant
2/10/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Dormant Desires
Drinking dreamy desires in core of heart.
Trying my best to fulfil dormant dreams.
Endless earnest effort sure to exert.
Life running rippling in whimsical streams.
Impossible to fulfil dreams, it seems.
Drinking dreamy desires in core of heart
Adverse environ spreading dark black films.
Despondence engrossed making me alert.
Desire and aversion twined, not apart
Buds of desires got no scope to blossom.
Drinking dreamy desires from core of heart
Desires oppressed suppressed died in bosom.
Dormant desires wishing to ooze and surge.
Crying in vain, where to complain, me introvert.
Lying in abyss of mind without urge.
Drinking dreamy desires in core of heart.
His body lay dormant rather still;
No longer jousting and carrying on;
Mindscape wrinkles in his brain no longer his will;
Stiff as the trees in the forest strong;
2/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Elegy
What never was rued when was said,
And even what no one did say
When strangely did hurt them today,
Fire in love had to show its red.
When stirring heart was laid afore,
And words of lips sweet nothing said,
But wispy eyes vaguely conveyed,
It reached straight to the deepest core.
Heart hears the hinted never said—
Even the faint stirrings of flesh,
Quiescent love if glows under ash,
Eyes tend to read the intended.
For, true remorse helps love endure,
As dormant love works out the cure.
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Reminiscing |38.12.2020, revised Jan 2023| love
Poet’s note: The twosome had had their differences. Their heart was willing, mind, not so sure to forget the past, but love triumphed to endure.
She held her breath;
As there was nothing left;
Her hands were tied by her shame;
As her ears listened to the voice of truth,
reciting her Christian name;
Here her Father held her broken body upon His Holy chest;
8/22/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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