the pink walls
the pink ceiling
An avocado is not a vegetable,
botanically, it's classified as a fruit,
specifically, a large single-seeded berry,
although it's a fact you may wish to dispute,
your opinion is neither here nor there
as, take it or leave it,
it's what's known as a 'pear'.
And yet, should everything go pear-shaped,
don't blame the avo, it's not at fault,
for, whichever way you slice it,
it still tastes good with pepper and salt.
Drop everything everything
Drop everything everything
Drop everything everything
Stop, don’t do anything
And listen to my heart beat
Listen as our souls meet
Drop everything
Let our love sing
Out of tune but with melody
Out of time for the remedy
So
Drop everything everything
Stop, don’t say anything
But
I love you
I think when i count the stars at night
I'm counting the numbers of luck
I want to hit my destiny
Although a pregnant cloud
Sits in the sky
And hope is held down by storm
The world is always busy at it disposal
Moving freely while cracking glasses
I think a starry night can reproduce my shine
Darkness is everywhere
Laughing at people's freedom
I see everything through the eyes of my window glass
My bard has an apple belly
And i need to bless it
Only if the stars are here to give my palms luck
I think when i count the stars at night
I'm gathering some numbers of fortune into my destiny
Everything is in the stars
And life knows how to breath there
Love you hanker for.
Life, evermore bright
As fair bloomed, joy-flushed through it.
Heaven in a word.
Ah! A wing'ed heart.
Angel's peaceful flight
Here, yet o're Earth not tracked for?
Whose nest then deferred.
Found
I forgot where you were.
Where can I find you?
In these displaced memories,
Has now become a silent black
pale fading while being
observed in the middle,
of this hibernation travail.
Here, the distance has caused:
a suffocation, views upon views,
On the choices we made, waiting,
For the sunrise.
Distant sirens, blurring, just outside
My window. Reminding me of our
times together, that everything will
be okay. Sounds like a broken record.
Stuck on replay; I’m not the man,
I used to be. Setting here in my
living room, blues, peering out of
The windows are a balancing act.
Longing for you, where can I find
you? Trying to find you.
We’re always returning,
Too sweet an interruption.
No matter what, I’ve loosened up.
In the right place, at the right time.
What’s mine is yours here to stay.
Stay with me, in time we will see.
When the party’s over.
Now that I’ve found you.
Your smile is like the quiet
dawn,
A gentle warmth that lingers
on.
With every word and every
glance,
You turn the ordinary to a
dance.
No grand design or poet's
art,
Could map the rhythm of my
heart.
In all this world, so vast and
wide,
I only want to be right by
your side.
They say everything happens for a reason,
Something I always believed to be true -
Reasons we sometimes cannot fathom,
But reasons just the same.
Everything happens for a reason,
I know this to be true,
But I just can't understand
Why it had to be you.
What plausible reason could there be
For you to be taken away from me?
"It was their time",
Is what everyone says to me,
However, I can't seem to agree.
Not when you had your whole life ahead of you,
Meant to follow your dreams
And make us prouder
Than life itself.
Not when you had so much to teach me,
So much left from you to learn,
For you to be there for the big moments
That you always so much loved to show the world.
You were meant to be glittering this world
With all the shine of your presence,
But instead you;re dancing in Heaven
While I continue to grieve
The gap of your absences.
Every laugh, every hug, and every "everything,"
The joy, the tears, and the promises
They're all pieces of my heart,
And all of that belongs to you now.
In my words, in my thoughts, in my heart,
You're the love, you're the love, you're the love of my life.
You are part of who I am,
And I'm a part of who you are.
Not just because you're beautiful and breathtaking,
But because you made me fall
You let me drown in your heart,
And somehow taught me how to breathe there too.
And even if I had another lifetime,
I'd find you, hold your hand again,
And fall in love with you all over within.
The night doesn’t rush itself
The trees never do,
nor the house, the horse,
the reliable air
A hayfield is rocked asleep
by the moon
The stones and hills
rest together
I was always there
sleeping, but still
keeping watch
The day never starts without me
Doesn't take much to spark a laugh
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
“Everything just works out for me”
You persistently espouse
With eyes shut to generosity
Lit hands open for douse
You persistently espouse
A path paved by grand design
Lit hands open for douse
Your saviors are hardly divine
A path paved by grand design
Your derelict steps assume
Your saviors are hardly divine
Their efforts blindly consumed
Indifference shines upon your sleeve
“Everything just works out for me”
As you outsource reprieve
With eyes shut to generosity
You create chaos in my peaceful world,
letting me fall
hitting every branch on the way down
blurry eyed I can't tell reality from fantasy
I'm caught up in your web
lies and deceit follow you everywhere
I let myself become used and abused
no longer in control of my own feelings
you are the puppet master and I the puppet dangling
EVERYTHING FORGOTTEN -:-
artistical
indissohible
unity
purposed
utopia
to WORK TOGETHER
modest
extreme
analogy
ingeniously
conceived
in EXISTENTIAL IMAGINGS
elicit
reality
remembered
synthetic
dreams
Lord God everything you are, you are
Lord God everything you are, you
Lord God everything you are, you are
Lord God everything you are, you are, you are
Lord God everything you are, you are
Ever flowing
You are the face of the water
Moving forward
You are the breath , you are the wind
Seeking refuge
For in available yearnings vessel
Your spirit merges moves into my mind
Oh no you are my covering
Ever so adoring and wonderful.sing
Do you bring forth discovery? You are my Lord, my king.
Holy Father God hallelujah you are my everything
And everything you are
Holy father, a God, you are my everything, my breath, my light, my life, I'm in all holy father to God, you are my everything, Jehovah, Jira, everything you are, you are.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.
5/13/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
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