Time fades through the heart of the storm
Durations of silence conflicts with violence
Who are we to predict the contradiction?
One may speak, the other perceives, but who truly believes?
Faith begins with blind intentions
Failure stands tall seeking intervention
A kind word makes a difference
Dreading the day through a selfish conscience
Hope is perspective absorbed by imperfections
How long can this be without validation?
#4: Time Always Minute
Time, inspired, now expired, on-site, sit tight.
all that stands subject to change constantly,
from one crossroads to milestone, overwrite,
the turning point, grains of sand, presently,
exchanging circumstances pertinent,
time-space continuum, situations,
time-slot columns, sectional, alignment,
segments prepare a course of durations,
stages invent themselves accordingly,
time and again they reinvent the wholes,
tis uncompromising strengths ... primary,
repeat performance, seconds intervals,
full showcase entertains a split instant,
shifting affects all their pulled souls; constant.
Fame floats about like child's play,
And like the wind, soon flees away,
Inspiring for short durations day to day.
Tried and tested faith builds trust to stay.
Heaven belongs to the faithful who kneel to pray.
Adjust and move four words for worth/
Aghast at July 4th I’ll power forward north /
Away from what’s been uncovered worse than I’ve ever been coerced
I devour and nourish as the demeanor looks gorgeous/
He could just be mean and cook gorges/
Or spree clean to book and flee out of storage in the mind/
Got to get adorned oranges to be hoarded all timed and primed/
For the reminiscence of my minutes to cinch/
Or seconds to seize as I inch through this decadence towards reverence/
I’ll replenish and diminish the sacks and lost yardage/
It’s 4th and 4 hence the past porridge to sift in historic pork/
Let’s get to the meat of the stork like underneath the bark of an oak/
I won’t sulk I’ll spark and soak in my marinade/
I stare and gaze with a glare and a glaze/
Going through phase after phase/
Placed in places where there are no choices just voices/
Demands, directions, reprimands and disciplinary actions for noises/
Their discrete dealings and doings drive dimwits down from poises/
Disillusioned durations debunk the punk directly to become disinfected from a disenchanted situation and he rejoices
Enticing beat,
ancient accolades, achieving ancestry
backbeat barrage, buoyant beats
crescendo chorus calculations
dulled dirges, double drumming durations
environmental echoed egos
faint, fading fervent falsettos;
Ghost-Note grooves
hi-hat hoop heads hued
intended isolation idio-synchrony
jembe jaunt journeyings
kidi kick knockings
linear lick loggings
metronome mallets magical
nostalgic notations neurological
ostinato off-beat odd-modulationss
paradiddle percussive permutations,
rudimentary rack repetitions, relentless rolls,
soft solitary shakers, steady shredding, single stroking spurs,
tenacious, tribal tectonic tympani trance
udu utterance
vibraslap virgin, vivid vibes vile,
wood-block whirls winging wild
xboba, x-hat, xaern
yearning yugen yarn
zigzag
enticing beat.
God has forgiven me
in my sins
all the durations
God My God has forgiven me
has forgiven me
Thou my faith
be absent
Yet and still he gathers
My hopes, my dream
God has forgiven me
In my sins
all the durations
My God, my God He has forgiven me
Has forgiven me
in my sins
in my sins I've been filled with grace
Mercies face
God has forgiven me
Mungu amenisamehe God
God has forgiven me
3/9/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Eupora something you look forward
Captivating incisions trauma puzzled
Visions armed with indecisions durations
Completions inner visions peace is hungry
Let it be fed less discipliness bleeds, it's coming
Coming to a head there is a new nation called... Heaven
And Jesus is the King, let us relish and all come together
In devotion in praise and worship Him
10/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
What if I don't speak, hardly say a word?
Will you understand all of the quiet verbs?
Silence complete was the room scented with
A fragrance in the heated month of June
Can you hold a silent conversation?
I have plenty of patients and tranquil
Compilations with learned durations, few.
Do you hear whispers of a quiet love?
So tender such a lonely touch, quietly
Seeking a word quiet is patient and hears
The question: HOW CAN YOU BE SO QUIET?
The reply: just simply close your mouth.
Listen.... they never stop.
GOD IS QUIET TOO.
6/3/17
Continual verbatim
And ultimatums
Better know what they're payin'
During times of economic downfall and inflation
I got no time for playin'
And don't care what others are sayin'
Skills like Raiden
Time I turn super saiyan
Mixed with Jason
Any anything made by Wes Craven
Near and far from any raven
Across every basin
And all the nations
During any occasions
Got to make more bacon
In the form of Benjamin Franklins
Events occuring for short or long-term durations
Regarding similar and different situations
I've been way down below the foundation
In the basement
Below layers of pavement
Still found inspiration
As the universe remained in rotation
Since the dawn of creation
Among objects nowhere near or adjacent
To lots that were or were not vacant
With the talent of a mason
And knowledge of a shaman
In any location
Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife.
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away all his pawns. Then by ways WUJANTO is criticize as bad as he likely had in normal.
Thus give WUJANTO a chance to miff without killing.
Final step give back WUJANTO his guns and follower men.
All a sudden and then WUJANTO wife should dare and brave to point at WUJANTO as bad as he had been. He is a tyrant and he is murder.. Doing this we hope we could cure the madness of WUJANTO. If it could not be gone we then try the other ways. WUJANTO brains may open and cut with CINGULOTOMY. WUJANTO as highest chief in china around year 2000 to 2012 and nothing yet to down should need a cure for killing madness. --------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------
Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife.
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away all his pawns. Then by ways WUJANTO is criticize as bad as he likely had in normal.
Thus give WUJANTO a chance to miff without killing.
Final step give back WUJANTO his guns and follower men.
All a sudden and then WUJANTO wife should dare and brave to point at WUJANTO as bad as he had been. He is a tyrant and he is murder.. Doing this we hope we could cure the madness of WUJANTO. If it could not be gone we then try the other ways. WUJANTO brains may open and cut with CINGULOTOMY. WUJANTO as highest chief in china around year 2000 to 2012 and nothing yet to down should need a cure for killing madness. --------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------
C.Y. LEUNG OBSESSIONS…
World obsessions keep the leftish Triad comes.
Juggle made the Trial balloons for C.Y. Leung public senses and just used money bribes to arrange some Hong Kong Leftish Triad to protest also support our so HONG KONG C.Y. LEUNG chief executive ways.
Rightist HONG KONG newspaper some as HONG KONG government counter alternative send their men that guise to get the evidence going against C.Y. gangs.
Most reports and evidences go against C.Y. gangs so may also include C.Y. Leung himself. That is Hong Kong world obsessions. Leftish Triad or rightist triad compulsive behavioral comes. Acute durations all are counts and counters alternatives.
----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------
(by Kristen Bruni For Inspired Contest)
I never choose a place to write
when settling in a new home.
I let the space talk to me
and slowly reel me it's zone.
I find it best to type it first
as my writing can get messy.
Backspacing is much easier
less casual and more dressy.
My sacred place to release my words
is usually on my table.
Where your supposed to eat
yet allows me to enable.
My brain to focus on the beauty
that blooms as the poetry comes to life.
Creating stories and passion
mixed in with hardship and strife.
My space is always snug
as to embrace my creations.
Cozy and peaceful
propelling through durations.
Candles lit illuminate my soul
even if it's light.
The tiny flame reminds me of
poems that will ignite.
My purpose is always
to make another smile.
A short little story
instead of a novel with long miles.