and i won’t be as effervescent toward you
but you are definitely still my person
even if we are the only two people in the entire world
i will ignore my burning hatred towards you.
it feels like time drags on, as if we’re timeless.
but we are not timeless, as you are like a ticking time bomb
stable, until you are bothered
even if there isn’t a reason to be
“conjoined with the whole
we play our life role
exuding a scent
granting love consent"
Pheromones bloom between brown eyes
Baritone voice meets satin sultry cries
Excitedly engaged on a hot summer night
With only an owl as high as hearts fly
Silver souls that grow so close and dear
The moon is aglow bringing lovers cheer
And oh how we toast with champagne near
This love is gold we have no fear
Destiny guides us in our endeavors
Like kites flies us in love forever
Our words hushed within the requiem of dusk
Within sorrowful nights come wistful days
And o'er the saints and their haunting gaze
A shade, one more
A day foretold
My heart at peace, at tender brow
What's dark and bright
Comes day and night
The morning dew mellows
At the barron's implore.
Learning what life had to offer
I came often, drank deep..
at the well with you,
fresh as spring snow melt.
Hear it echo - is it still
life with you at the well..
with you at the well-
is it still.
In cup or quart or teaspoon sampled..
best in life, some sour too, hear it echo,
is it true, surely so,
surely so.
Never sorry for memory of taste,
so sweet and bubbly, oh
nah dear-
lemon cherry fizz don't even come close.
Just wish I coulda stayed at the fountain
drinking you in,
effervescently refreshing you..
quinching my thirst,
gosh what a taste.
She’s not yet a teen but bigger than a bean
and sweeter than Skittles can be.
She dances around like a princess unbound
and means the world to me.
She’s a little erratic and sometimes gives static
to her mother and father, I know,
but when in my sight, an effervescent delight
and pure as a soft winter snow.
The girl is a vessel, a pistil, a petal,
as if born from a vintage rose,
a little Aphrodite while often times flighty
and a queen who doesn’t yet know.
What a shining star she is by far
and will remain my endearing, joyful child,
inside my heart, my head, and mind
with her rejuvenating smile.
I pray someday she reads this page
and remembers me all too well,
as one who smiled because of her
kind heart and magic spell.
The smell of her hair like the ocean wind air blown
The color of her eyes almond
The color of her heart lavender
She's the sent she's the aroma of a royal Queen evervescent
~
The stature of her stride
As she walks her head up high vessel aligned and holy skies
Queenly ROYALTY PRIESTHOOD
In alignment from the Son to the Father
For His glory in His honor
You are His daughter
~
The color of her heart Amber Birch
The color of your skin melanin
The color of her lips sweet
With her mouth she speaks frankincense and mercy
~
The smell of her hair like the ocean air wind blown breeze
The color of her eyes almond
The color of her heart lavender
Inside her vessel Jesus
She's the sent she's the aroma of a royal Queen Evervescent
4/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr Sr 2023©
Seems there was a dyslexic poet;
nothing rhymed but he didn’t know it.
He thought he knew better;
he swapped out the letters
and poured him a tall glass of Motë.
She is sparkling, scintillating, lusty, vigorous, peppy.
He was interested at lusty, but pretended indifference.
Zingy, zippy, vivacious, animated, high-spirited.
Okay, I’ll do it, he told his sister, acting reluctant.
She had set him up with dates before. They never worked out.
He arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early.
Still, she beat them there. She was pretty, and lively. Fun.
He laughed at her stories, and she listened to his.
She told him great things about his sister, and he shared too.
She was everything his sister said, truly effervescent.
But her drink was too carbonated, which made her gassy.
She was horribly embarrassed when overcome by the
Bubbly, frothy, foaming, bubbly stuff. He liked her for that too.
Eclipse
emerald eclipse
emanates effervescent
eloquent essence
~~~~~~
Feathers
fiery frivolous
fervent feathers fly flaunting
flamboyant facets
~~~~~~
Garden
guarding golden gate
gives gaiety green garden
glorious grandeur
July 22, 2020
Let the Pens Flow - Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
~Winner: Honorable Mention
an angel’s face a cherub’s heart
a devil in blue jeans
her eyes say what lips may not
with tender glance it seems
could I ever hope to want
what is so out of reach
what is it that she has
I find so thoroughly complete
I stare in wonder
stand in awe
before unfinished work
gaze upon a tranquil beauty
where only angels lurk
I wish I could identify
that explosive additive
the special spark that’s hers alone
and only hers to give
how different life would have been
if I had never met
this fascinating lady
first seen in silhouette
what I need, what I want
and what I have to have
is not a passing fancy
or a backward wayward glance
whatever happens, happens
whatever shall be is
I thank the Lord he’s let me see
her effervescent fizz
The moon's effervescent
glow hangs low as if saddened
while the heavens shower me
with tears of its once
bright celestial being
soaking me in the hurt and
sadness,
feeling the moons pull
upon me I ask
"How can you cry and still
shine with such beauty ?"
clouds part and all the
celestial beings seem to smile
down upon me
Warming my heart telling me
"No one is above pain and one
should not stay in a state of
distress! For no matter
how great your pain, happiness
is something one must find
within themself..
We can not allow our emotion
to define us by not seeing it
as a healing process
realizing with good comes bad
Learning from it but never letting it
take our effervescent glow....
In my dream, I'm gazing
out over the ocean
when glints in the moonlight,
guide my eyes to motion.
Above the breaking waves
I hear a mermaid's plea;
and like a succubus,
She lures me to the sea.
Her slow-gyrating hips
cast a hypnotic trance;
sensually swaying
like an erotic dance.
A sexy siren swims
in effervescent pools;
beckoning me with eyes
blue as sapphire jewels.
This vixen invites me
to revel in her touch,
and my fevered body
longs to hold her so much.
Whispering promises,
She calls me to her side;
till I awaken; and
Her face becomes a blur.
"Effervescent Eyes"
windows depth
pools reflect light
eyes enchant
radiate truth
convey love
speak in volumes
magic emotions emit.
soft shades glow
wings of beauty
rainbow charms
create aura
absorb views
essence escapes
resonating love breathes life.
*For Yasmin Khan's Unread Poems Contest.
*Written by: Linda-Marie The "Sweetheart" of P.S. ..
It is starting to come back,
like soda being opened for its first breath of air,
a resurgence of feelings almost like bubbles
rising to get up to the top and past.
My only hope is, it stays,
and forever has the ability to refresh itself,
giving me a 20 liter smile in a 2 liter bottle
The feeling will always last.
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