Expiring Poems

The Wave

Way out,
a wave starts its run
on a lifting swell then
builds to a peak 
until it crests 
holding cobra like
high in air, falls 
to gravity, folds over 
in a thunder of bubbles 
to become a wash 
running up a beach, 
expiring in a lick
of froth to tickle
little feet.

decluttering

connected by a net of misconception
venomous spider’s webs
spun a murky vapour 
synapses raged and festered in a Self
frozen on autopilot with anger and regret

an endless loop of thoughts and feelings
simply refused to thaw and forgive
permafrost allowed no seasons
subglacial lakes slushed an underworld
of resentment in nervous fear and self-pity

irrevocably he had always been a hoarder
collector of trivia banality and serious gloom
icicled intransigence frostbitten mind
so much that hellfire appeared
to be a welcome proposition

he had ingested incorporated inhaled
so very much nonsensical rubbish
there hardly was a tiny space 
for respite and inspired respiration
he nearly suffocated on himself

out he breathed out from his lungs
his spirit soul and desperation
and there was just a small fog of warmth
that graced his near expiring Self
a meltdown of considerable strength
mist of recovery and heat of the moment
that he promised himself to live
reside in the here and now
one day at a time

Wily Wind Whisperer

The unseen maestro, the wily whistling whisperer,
Cunningly twirls a sway in the bending trees,
Dabs, daubs and draws impasto clouds in the sky,
Lilts, entices, leaves to dance in tune, as it whistles on by.

The field of grass compliant, bends to lithe gusts sly.
Laughing to tickling tongue secrets, beholden in every sigh.
The wind teases waves, torments lakes to ripples.
Their surfaces combed and drawn to rugged stipples.

The wily whisperer winds its way into cracks and holes.
Creating drafts that shake the drapes like ghostly souls.
Defying all attempts to block their breathy intrusion.
You can feel it breathing in and out, expiring confusion.

Oh wily wind, your whispers collude and unwind,
The peaceful slumber of earth and heart entwined.

Look around

Look around! in a slow motion
heed the end in the making
everywhere, behold the suffering
in a constancy ascending
Global disasters...
grievous pain delivered
no one's spare from capture
living the birth of a future
Mother's angry
her wrath unleash, overwhelms
the ground we walk on
Look around in a slow motion
for in less than a wink in time
after we refuse to change our ways
will our children be the grandfathers!
of a dying civilization...
expiring in a slow motion!
In this era of me
we're all to blame
Greed and the pursuit of goods
Corruption and fraud rule...
with the beliefthat in brings happiness
when it will bring a faster dimness
No one respect '' Mother''
for no one can be bothered
to aknowledge the slow motion
of a dying civilization
                          Microy... June 6th 2024

Expiring Experienced Excited Emus

expiring experienced excited and enticed enthusiastic emus
extracted exact experimental explosives from exfoliated flues
exasperating exam-free extraterrestrial expedition views
extraordinary x-rayed exclamations exuding as clues.

alcides

Slide, barrel, firing
My life expiring

Carve peace into a bullet so its the last thing on my mind
'Cause what remains in the sky is our stars misaligned
The shrapnel from the meplat dissects my insides
My emotional integrity, treat like it was Alcides

I submit to you my mag of hatred
You load your gun and leave me berated
The echoes of metallic disparage on the concrete
Discard the magazine, rest it on my grave and replete

Disengage the safety, make your grip pirouette
In my mind you're already dead, your ballade des
Your body slumps, no longer recepts, self-sabotaged
The thoughts of us never escaped your mind, constantly collaged

Two Percent

My battery is 2%
At the end of the day
My life is expiring
With too much to say

Incomplete thoughts
Kind words set for friends
Inexplicable feelings..
Is this where it ends?

The red lamps are blinking
My head starts to race
And my fingers are tapping 
All my thoughts at a pace 

What words do I choose?
Nothing flashy or new
In the essence of time:
My lovely, it's you

It's a constant connection
No matter how late
Or if words arrive slowly
Or those blinks terminate 

You should never forget me
Whether grumpy or phased
It's a simple "I love you"
Just before I'm erased 

I will miss us just chatting
Or those texts that you sent
So seems I'm no longer
One hundred percent


Jinjagoliath
15th July 2023

Material Man

We are shadows
living the dark
of our own 
obstructions

imitators of light
worshiping furnaces
cores of stars

hydrogen eaters

helium floaters

casting nets
into a sea of glitter

our daily catch
of expiring illumination

traveling ever further out

away from man's indwelling 
brilliance 

that of a Sacred Heart

Lonely Rage

an expiring
star
shines
brilliantly
in a
last hurrah
before
collapsing into
void


a piercing
scream
expels
glorified zombies
out of an 
imperious 
tomb


a flaming
tsunami
of
raging rot
roars
over the
earth
with absolute
malice

Do Or Die

 do
                   apply, participate 
    accomplishing, practicing, performing 
execution, complete, termination, decease 
        perishing, expiring, succumbing
                   moribund, mortal
                             die



Date written: 03/07/2023

Hell Is Freezing Overtime

paralyzed in 
hellishly cold
confining space
pummeled by cruel 
icy shards 

feeling lost & unfound
waiting to get lost as
the past cries
the present sighs &
the future screams

the days collapse into
another expiring year
in the Wild Wild western 
& northern hemispheres
bleeding through bullet holes

Apocalypse Not Yet
brace for frigid impact
paradise is hopelessly lost
deluded dinosaurs roam the earth 
Big Tech is Watching

Better Text a Crazy Poet
with lunatic visions 
of radiant plasma 
flowing in the craters of
a brain misfiring on all cylinders

To Stay Or Go

stay
                     restful, dormant
             vacating, granting, expiring
employees, mourners, whirlwinds, vacationers
        traipsing, spelunking, vagabonding
                       truant, absent
                               go


Date written: 11/06/2022

Give Ups-

Feeling depressed put down a drug of choice 
Reminisce remember when you were a babe
You were innocent
Snuggle
Swaddle 
Embraced by mother 
God was in you then
 He's also in you now 
So why all the give ups giving up 
Throwing up their sins 
Throwing it into the wind 
They lose they fall 
During withdrawal 
Why must they give up,  give up 
When there's a God of Grace
In space 
He's around you 
With the love that's ever true 
Nothingness
In your distress 
Keep on or wait you're waiting swallowing 
Waddling 
Waiting through the test you give up
Or just a breath a whisper
In The wind flowing
Blowing 
Traveling falling 
Expiring so when you mess up, mess up 
Only give Jesus your sin 
That's the only way you going to win 
This is the song of the give ups



6/26/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Twenty One Year Leases of Life

Twenty one years a man grows
To become a full human.
He will battle all life's woes
And must prosper if he can.

Another score and one years he grows
To be now a full grown man.
By this time his role in life he knows
And has honed his acumen.

Yet a score and one years he grows
To be fully confident.
By this time the seeds he throws
And starts to become redundant.

Twenty one more years he grows
And may display highly polished weapons
In things pertaining to mind and soul.
But he is now in expiring seasons!

He may enter another twenty one
To be a hundred and five years,
But he is now but a child of his son
And cowed by all kinds of fears!

A further lease a few may start
But like a child they often cry.
They are simply far from smart!
And in this season they'll surely die!

Six twenty one year leases of life
Is the most anyone can get!
Years are no preserve of the wise;
One needs luck and a lowly mindset!

Methuselah got plenty of leases:
Well over nine centuries of life!
It was closer to man's origins,
When man's body could long survive!


                        Genesis 5: 27

Entropy N Ecstasy

Let us live like 
          it is the last day 
                           of creation!
...as we know
             that it will be! 

One day closer to nothing 
            as all are expiring...
                              in entropy and ecstasy 
          the coming 
               of extinction!

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