A pin tickles
your palm
can
ease
those
lovely eyes...
A green
pickle
is bitter
and sweet
like
the love I
imagine
you
could
arrive
without
a fever
with
the
winter's
weather,
with
a sandwich
of gherkins
and melted
fav of cheese.
if we
become
under
sheets
comfortably,
your eyes
will meet mine,
and rub of feet
upon our bodies
and the laughing
of the joking...
and
sincere teasing...
Woman fleecing
of no more
of the pretending,
under shallow
holding
our wishes
in our chests.....
Categories:
fleecing, beauty, desire, emotions, longing,
Form: Free verse
Despite your intelligence mimicry,
You still come far short in your gimmickry,
Throwing down the drains fine masterpieces,
Flushed away as a fresh bout of faeces.
Nights without sleep to pen wonders on sheet,
Yet a lame detector brands one a cheat,
An app claiming to be a true genius ~
Is far from being labeled ingenious.
How long will your pretence rule human minds,
Before you're swept off by the southern winds,
That your charade may stop to fool the world,
And your foolishness may at last unfurl.
Strange how your fanbase keeps on increasing,
Even the most smart, you're daily fleecing,
These cursed detectors come in many brands,
Some free – yet some charge dollars and rands.
I'm amazed you didn't claim this was by you,
This bitter pill, your pride has had to chew,
But that won't stop me from calling you out,
To nip in the bud your infamous clout.
Categories:
fleecing, abuse, anger, anti bullying,
Form: Rhyme
Lidar uncovers what is beneath.
Liars reveal their teeth.
Whores ride a Beast.
Super Bowl Halftime Show Fleecing Theme;
"pRINCESS conjures up demons,
for her grammy (Lilith) and plays on your
emotion to not consider what is wrong or evil
or family worthy.
In the midst of the bright lights and cheers
of the crowd,
a princess takes the stage,
casting her hypnotic shroud.
Her words dance like demons,
with eros ascending to the clouds-
playing with our emotioned glands,
with harps, tabarets and cymbals,
drums to chakra your heart
beguiling us with illusion,
and persuasion's dark arts.
We cling to her melody, lost in her spell,
blinded to the darkness that lurks,
wishing us to dwell there with her.
She conjures up emotions, tugging at our core,
but behind the glamour lies a twisted lore.
Beware, dear soul, of the princess so bold,
for her burrowed borrow deceives,
leaving our spirits cold.
Let not her song lead you astray,
but heed the call of truth,
before it's too late and you serpently sway."
(..."and if you listen very hard, the tune will come..."
Angel pours out his bowl....
Categories:
fleecing, art,
Form: Rhyme
Ivory pilots night's idyllic sighs,
like timely climbing sky--untying cries,
lights espying irises gliding rise.
Evening lean sleeping,
beacon competing,
concedes pleasing keen scenes,
appealing leaping,
sincere esteeming,
green treat sweetly redeems.
Trailing rays draping shapes,
maple framing trace,
claiming plains facing lakes,
bravely wades gauged space.
Green fields teasing,
--thieving seething,
weeds beseech release,
feel they cheated,
leaves defeated,
ease sense peaceful wreaths.
Yellow roses,
showy floats,
potato groves,
grown rows notes,
tomatoes hold,
closely wove,
flowering show,
sloping globe,
drove lonesome road,
banjo tone,
broken myPhone,
coasting home.
Reeling breezes freely sweep ...
weakened peels, eternal sleep ...
green trees reach needed relief,
complete healing frees fig leaf.
Humans muse Cupid,
blew flutes,
spooking unicorns,
smooth tunes moody blooms,
grew blue,
jewel unique forms.
Severe events fleecing green dreams,
precede teaching seeding extremes.
Categories:
fleecing, appreciation, beautiful, environment, garden,
Form: Alliteration
birds with many bees
had been fleecing fleeing fleas
who were in tall trees
Categories:
fleecing, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
always
at all times
always long period
of time Forever
winds air fleecing rains
falls down unto the ground
circles dries up
comes back around
always, always
repeating enduring
never ending
permanently continual
for a present
and a future time
for good and all
perpetually evermore
forever and ever missed those
promises every time each time
at all times
on every occasion
consistently with the exception
of unfailingly and inevitably, always--- always
8/13/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022
Categories:
fleecing, analogy, assonance, destiny, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
the body of me
you can’t get enough of
trying to get inside of
politely or otherwise
trying to control
always telling me
I have no control
policies policing
packaging and fleecing
theologically replacing
the body of me
all because you can’t
bleed like me
***
Categories:
fleecing, jealousy, women,
Form: Free verse
white frozen rain dust
grounds are covered in fleecing
polar icing glaze
~
whispering cold breeze
winters frosting trees canvas
white Winters portrait
2/11/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
Categories:
fleecing, engagement, environment, imagery, winter,
Form: Haiku
You're fleecing
Ever so covering
Fluffy is your fur
The hair
On your chrome
So engulfing
Where does it really come from
bushy
curly
strengthen
lengthen
long flowing
falling
fluffy and
yet so powerful
your natural
your perm
your strength
you learn your hair
soft and powerful
so endowed for
Beautiful I'm so rare
Colorful vibrance is
Your hair
12/1/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Categories:
fleecing, analogy, appreciation, hair,
Form: Free verse
Hail, the vale aches from retraced tattered feet going hither and tither the rambunctious brood, as dawn's golden sleigh race into a sanguine morn, of languishing warmth to sheath from the fleecing errant breeze, of yonder mountaintop, amidst a blanketed respite snow made heavy from the weight of the gods, who sit eyeing the mere mortals workloads that wanes into clear desks and cold seats. Traffic slows in the late afternoon and speeds when loosened while the dusk undresses the night, whose yawns of wearisomeness is inhibited by their backsides while bustling and hustling end, lain ontop of unkept beds.
2020 January 14
Categories:
fleecing, character,
Form: Narrative
I have read an article today
an eye opener not even surprised remotely
where the minister of justice
running to a meeting hard pressed
has cast vote, on and behalf of another fraud member
Admitting being part of a rigging system
where a person can be two places at one time
treason is the highest ranked form of betrayal
illegal moves spoken of and recorded
like it will die on the wind a sudden death
Then put down as normal practice in such cases
begs a mind to wonder how guilty works
not a bit wonder their travel allowance
amounts to thousands weekly on expenses
shameful politics to say the very least
Then the 2 billion euro robbery is still not capped
like a gold mine they keep fleecing the treasury
with no regards to the humans suffering
Maybe the sheep will wake up eventually
they always say we live in hope for a better future
the biggest crooks work in government
kept in power by corrupt judges
those all shackled and tarred with the one brush
Categories:
fleecing, abuse, betrayal, conflict, health,
Form: Political Verse
They toil away
unacknowledged and unseen
working day and night
fleecing the scene
they know all your ins and outs
steadfastly collecting
everything
they can on you... Meet
The Lint Factory Inc.
Categories:
fleecing, body, humor,
Form: Light Verse
Leading Democrats met in Orem
To establish rules for a forum
They all want Trump's job
Of fleecing a mob
Totally lacking in decorum
Categories:
fleecing, political,
Form: Limerick
Fathers, Day 2003
"Boundaries"
Written: By Tom Wright
6/16/03
For the elixir of the vine,
Dad could scarcely refrain.
Now just thoughts of his labor,
Like green persimmons, remain.
Twas like some withered old flower,
That doggedly clung to its stem.
Fleecing each morning sun, until at last,
His petals blanched and eye's grew dim.
How oft have I wondered?
As this flower's memory I retrieve.
Questioning extenuating circumstances,
Which I have yet to conceive;
But in all my discernment,
Lay a garden in arrant waste.
Its corners marked by boundaries,
That was unjust and unchaste.
Time has moved hands clockwise,
And those boundaries that were set.
Occasionally grieve my spirit,
O’er that shadow that remains yet.
At my dad's final passing,
I was left wrought up, but sad.
For despite perceived deficiencies,
One fact remained; he was my Dad.
Categories:
fleecing, dad, death, fathers day,
Form: Lyric
Kids nowadays don't know the fine art of staging Halloween tricks,
(Though they are very adept at fleecing me for candy to get their kicks!)
Tricks we did as kids would no doubt today land us in the slammer,
Causing outrage and rancor by folks for our hides with great clamor!
Obviously, we didn't hang around to collect a tasty treat,
But did our dastardly deeds and made a very hasty retreat!
A favorite prank was upsetting outhouses and the havoc that created,
Causing the hapless owners angst and leaving them somewhat agitated!
Another silly trick that raised a stink that we did with great dispatch,
Was to place a bag of manure on the porch and light it with a match.
We'd knock on the door, then run like a bat outta you know where,
Watching the guy stomp out the fire and you shoulda heard him swear!
The tamest thing we did was to soap window panes with a bar of soap,
Leaving naughty witticisms for which the occupants had to cope!
In the autumn of my years I reflect on the Halloweens of my youth,
And wonder why my pals and I acted so buffoonish and uncouth!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Categories:
fleecing, halloween, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
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