Fitting Poems

How Perfectly Fitting

It sure was grand I must admit
I'll always think the perfect fit
Was Bluebird and the Troubadour 
Tracing fingers, red guitar
Penny, Phil
Brooke and John
Anne and Gilbert
Elsa, Tom
A fire and a big snowstorm
A cozy cabin nice and warm
Paris, France and Veuve Clicquot
And someday maybe, Dos, Uno

FITTING-

Fitting

Tic tac toe
Marigolds
Loose fitting dialysis
Pidgin toe
Skeptical
Aromatic bowling ball
Sheep ba baba-volleying hair ball


5/31/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©

Fitting in

bent like a grass stem
I fold, I yield, I twist, squeeze
between stakes labeled
'Been Done' and 'So Becoming'
buried, far behind the lines

Hollow Hands

I held it like a prayer,
like something sacred,
like something that could save me.

I built my world around it,
tied my worth to its spine,
carved my name into its walls
as if that would make me belong.

And yet, here I stand,
palms open, fingers trembling,
watching it slip through—
sand through clenched fists,
water through cracked earth.

I gave it everything.
And still, I

The Importance of fitting nothing into your day

If you want your day to end on a productive note.
It may pay, to this poem about nothing take note,
In order to take away something of note.

A well planned nothing in your day,
Will help you make something of your day,
As doing nothing for 15 minutes minimum each day,
Could help you complete all tasks for the

And so too Preclude a Fitting Just End

Lately I have been kept up at night

Pondering over a fitting and just end

To lend this sorry take of woe

So here I go as nothing else I have got or know

Goodbye farewell to this life

And everyone and everything I have seen

As although sometimes it came across as a dream

Unfortunately somehow I managed to awake daily

And

Fitting In

Thin and thick we are 
so many sizes and shapes 
how do I know if I fit in?
beauty has no scale 
nor people's height and weight 
we grow how we live 
how we eat 
whether healthy or not 
it's how we feel 
so I guess 
I'll just classify myself as 
overweight woman who likes food

Fitting In

Eisenhower was a tower of power 
    Nixon 'the Quaker Peacemaker' was dour

  Reagan had the grace of a Carl Sagan
    The Bushes were Christian Episcopalian

  How does Trump fit on this list
     Methinks he exists to make them pissed

Self Realization

Too many ups and downs in the journey
Too much sweet, bitter and honey

Far far away long way travel
Crying for peace in front of the devil

Destructed abstracted undefined destiny 
Self-realizations in the middle of the journey 

Multi-personalities in a tourney 
Giving up and giving in convicted felony 
For murdering the person in me
Painting characters to fitting

Pieces Aren'T Fitting

5/16/22



I helped others and put myself in danger
There I stood by a manger
Weighed down with an anchor
Full of anger
About to put one in the chamber
Because of far too much rancor
In this world it's become unfamiliar and more stranger

No more capers
For the remainder
I'll keep a razor
And  a weapon with a laser
Always seeking answers, not just

Loose Fitting Necrophilia

a silent giant

i feel it wash over me

a corpses veiled breadth

Fitting Nowhere

i am pieces of granite wall
undetermined reason for being
tolerating chisel masters
crumbling into dust
falling into bowl of crevice
scraped up into Chinaman’s baskets
roughing up against dainty seashells
fitting nowhere
out of place
out of sorts
out of ideas

Fitting the Crime

The governor’s accusers
Say he acted in a way
That made them cringe and naturally,
He has to somehow pay.

All three of them reported 
Language seeming to suggest
A kiss or maybe more would be
Enjoyed at his behest.

He touched one on her back, connecting
With her skin exposed,
Which made her most uncomfortable,
She recently disclosed.

Demands for Cuomo to step down 
To

New Boy

The little boy in the corner, who didn’t want to come,
Expressed his shy reluctance, but encouraged by his mum.
He knows he has to listen, and  encouraged to join in,
He doesn’t want to be there, but he’ll never make a din.
Offered opportunities, to join what’s taking place,
But if the others speak to him, he goes

Fitting

A battle within
I, simply, can’t win
 Forced in this ocean
I’ll sink or I’ll swim
I, too, shall learn
I’ll burn or be burned
Without casting stones
I’ll never fit in

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