gem curvative dares jeweller
raw in form frequencies utter
each face fractal superlative —
dares jeweller gem curvative
sees she bright pendant perspective
each face fractal superlative ~
blow torch on the precious stone see
bright pendant perspective sees she
agree ! rapture names her trade's game
design is to lure one of fame —
timeless elegance captures fee
her trade's game name rapture, agree !
an heirloom gleans this gem to be
timeless elegance captures fee
jeweller's unmatched finesse see
this gem to be an heirloom, glean …
This aligns with the six
Independent view of a placeholder
Crisper spin view in the works-
Naked in lilacs, naked in spring.
Uniform in the earth, and of self.
Does life permit time, or do we permit it?
Karma is fast, but love is more eloquent,
and I’d rather spend my time
racing towards a curious idealised secret
versus a daily lived experience.
Meditation asks: "Can I be your refuge?"
I reach out to touch dirt, wet, turned to mud now.
Mud squelches out of joy.
I’ve heard others’ worth or pace compared to dirt,
but isn’t that where the source of all life comes from,
where it all goes?
It’s foolish to believe that there is nothing
while there is consciousness.
Pardon my intrusion on yours;
I only intended to make your day brighter.
ELEGANT EXPRESSIONS
lively
tinged
immediacy
of
brusque
vitality
forfeit
simplicity
&insight
with
sheer
acumen
in
flowering
figures
elegant dancer
serene and ethereal
~ ceremonious
AP: 3rd place 2026
“Inside, cozy, with the warmth of a crackling fireplace, wrapped in a wool blanket, looking out to a magic snow globe world.” Quote by poet
Winter in an elegant waltz rhythm
And a drawn breath of early chill hum,
Latent boughs by heaven's snowfall,
White downy bedding laid across numb.
Woods once rich with succulent leaves shawl,
Sweetly smudged, quiver, kissed away sprawl
By autumn's thief to come again
In early spring, again prevail all.
Sun's ray stretch across snowfall with a kiss
Of warmth hovers, veils above, not amiss.
Lost in a crunchy white dream, shadows turn
To gather into kaleidoscope bliss.
The soul of nature's shared sound poetic
Artistry sighs, a craving kinetic
Force for harmony, for a slumbering
Village in midnight and silent epic.
Woman. Destroyer. For my life
A lady. Perfect. Instrumental life
The love. My hope. Only desire
Everything. Dream. The realistic
The whole of life. Killer this style
Demonic. Antagonistic. Our lives
Elegant woman. On the train. Top
Extravagant elite personality. Style
Belzebub says. Destroyed my life
you are so classy ~
even on your time off
you're all dressed up
AP: 3rd place 2025
Saffron threads ~ a mere pinch
the dish elevated to an elegant affair
a blessing ~ lucky diner’s delight
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Submitted on September 25, 2025 for contest 1415 WHAT YOU WILL sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
linen table cloth
beautifully patterned china
clear crystal goblets
special occasion
weddings and graduations
elegant dining
beautiful color-
-ful elegant butterfly
fluttering on by
~
visionary sports
shapen of that of a bow-tie
colors full range full
8/10/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025
It stands tall
proudly pointing to the sky
reaching high toward the sun
with hints of purplish blue peeking through
Buds open ever so gently
cautious shy and humble
unsure at first of their regal stature
unaware of their innate majesty
The iris parades its generous petals
ample and graceful
floating graciously
with carefree elegance
Poised amidst the garden
the iris is remarkably unaware
of its astonishing beauty
How Long a wait will my weak feet endure?
For many years On your snub I still wail.
Yet Veils of lies don’t cover your allure;
Your Elegance I still cannot but hail.
Your words Often fail to convey passion,
Your heart Remains closed off to compassion,
Since you Heave out too little in response,
Within the Arcade of hatred you ensconce.
With Time, you confound me more with your love,
Though Elusive, it descends from above.
A vase,
simple, elegant
smooth symmetrical,
with only one side, surface
no inside nor outside, only in between
a narrow neck extends up from the bulb
twists back on itself to meld back into the vessel
with no perceptible seam, join or mark at the intersection
moving over its surface tracing, seemingly left and right, is not feasible
the vase, no flower bears, it holds no air, no water, only nothingness
no rim divides the in from out, no wall circles roundabout
a trace becomes an endless loop circling back on itself
with no start nor end, no curve, swerve or bend
the design is for eyes-only to perceive
for hands and touch get lost
slip off and drift away
in the vacuous
hollowness
of Klein
design
O maiden fair whose elegant space that I, a little ant has found grace
It’s true that the breath of the devil resurrects Death
But your beauty can raise both Death and the devil to light
See your skin, as warm as a beige that glows under the merciless sun
And backdrops all the layers of gold you have dangling from your arms
O your eyes, feline and utterly luminous
As if they project their own ray beams
Fine woman of svelte neck, straight back and sturdy hips,
I secretly watch you – and patiently await my turn of acquaintance
To feel the peace of your calm temperament
And visualize up close the form of your
Lovely essence.
Speak to me, speak with me, why do you succumb to sorrow for the world that we despise?
Your tears leave me with a wounded heart. Come, cleave my breast and see
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