Fold Poems

She Wasn't Built to Fold

Inspired by the USPS "19th Amendment: Women vote"
forever stamp (2020)

They stamped her face–
like that could contain her fire.
Purple, white, and gold–
not colors, but warning,
wrapped around a marching soul. 

She didn't walk,
she moved like thunder–
every step cracking silence, 
every breath remembering
the women who weren't allowed to speak. 

They called her too loud.
Too much.
Too wild.
But she was never meant to be quiet.
She was never made to blow. 

She wasn't built to fold.
She was built to ignite.

Origami Beyond the Flat-pack Fold

Don’t fold me on-the-fold,
on the crease well-marked.
I’m tired of swans and cranes,
of being shaped into 
your cookie cutter shapes, 
pressed into the dough.

Let me be the mirrored sea.
The tranquil lake of high country.
The field of grass at dawn, 
undisturbed by quake of breeze.

Let me be the elixir scent of flowers,
untainted by stench of memories.
The blue sky reaching to the far horizon,
with no hint or tint of clouds.

Let me be the pure fresh page, 
you turn, flat nascent smooth, 
for your Origami.

Two Fold

If miracles were made in the Sun
I would come and see you before the day is done
I would whisper good news in your ears
And touch the passion that has been sleeping for years
And drive out the monstrous fear
Wake up to the peace around you
 for summer  is smiling within you
Go shopping for your summer wear
And live the life that you always fear
Go partying on the beach, and bring
 The carnival back on the street
 And wear something   nice above your knee
For you are going to make noise in
The street for the entire day
 until the stress goes away
You will carnival in state, city, village and municipality   
Until you drive the demons out of the town
Give everyone an hand Kerchief  to wave and  make some
Noise in the place; eat drink and be merry
According to the biblical prophecy
, you can hold the world in  the palm of your hand
And the heavens will make you strong
Nature will tell you what to do for life is bigger than you
Sound the alarm in every town and dance till the mountains
Come down, and when your hearts are free you
You will slip away from the crowd and walk
With me in silence by the sea ,and gaze at your destiny.

The Fold Lifts - He's There in the Mist

The fold lifts - he's there in the mist
   And the world tumbles aside.
We come together and meet lips
   As Night's stars fill our eyes.

It's a world of two - two in the world.
   The rush - the fire of his touch
Enshroud us as a cocoon would
   And it's everything we want.

The fold suddenly lifts again -
   A secret knowledge now in its stead.
I face the garish morning sun
   With a smile - though twisted.

Ten-Fold

 If your mind needs to take wings
then each day recall yourself,
remember your perfection.

If your mind wants to fly
to the ALL in one instant
consider your magnificence.

Every positive,
loving and grateful thought
you have ever conceived,
will, and has
expanded the universe ten-fold.

When you magnify yourself
you gift the Source of all Gifts,
back to where they belong,
and they return to you
ten-fold.

Fold

She calls me when you've done her wrong
She calls when you can't speak
She calls to tell me all the things
I wish were meant for me,

She falls for all your worn out charm
she'll fall to lift you up
she's fell because you failed her heart
While I've fallen in love,

She sees what you appear to be
But never who you are
Still she looks past me to peek at you
Her eyes adjust but not her heart, 

She'll miss you when you leave today
She'll miss you when you can't make time
But she's missing out on true love
'Cause she's missed all the signs,

So reveal your cards but conceal your heart
love is sweeter left unknown
There's a time for you to go all in
and a time for you to fold

To Fold a Fitted Sheet

I've come to accept
I'll never do laundry 
without losing a sock
I'll never know how
to fold a fitted sheet
or...
...even the face in the mirror

I just don't know why
after having never done so
no more than once or twice
I still believe I can fly

I want to be 
one of those pretty birds
who 
effortlessly sings
spreads its wings
and pierces the sky

but why try I think sometimes
I might be 
I 'm just another broken butterfly
after all
I'm always the white knight
trying to love one

like Jesus
I'm good with things on the ground
like beer, whiskey, and pool

drugs,  thugs
what walks the street
the darkness 
doesn't consume me
it's just comfortable 
but 
not
my best happy

what?
do I have to die to fly?

you know how I try
sending words to the sky
believing they'll lift me
well 
laugh out loud
I'm just another one
in the 
deluded crowd
or 
maybe 
nobody gets me

yeah

the transformer truck beeps
and backs down the street
it forgets to pick up my garbage
that's okay 
it's just another day 
I lost a sock
tried to fold a fitted sheet
and 
accepted the face in the mirror

Rainy Days Are Fun

Rainy days are fun, except for me who catches a cold,
        Rainy days are winter's best friends, they fit like a mold,
                    Droplets in rhythm, I long for a flood,
                      I get a shower,but end up in a fold.

Into the Fold

Comfortably tucked down into the fold,
there in a pocket down near the crease.
Out of the wind and the rain and the cold,
resting in him, strivings now cease.
Joining with others into the fold;
enmity once, now sisters and brothers.
Oh, to be held! A thing to behold.
Calm and serene at the sound of his voice;
hearing his calling never gets old.
According to plan, all by his choice,
nestled down snug, into the fold.

—————-

Another Fold: 11 lines, odd lines rhyming, with common tail for 1, 5, 11

Don't Fold Just Yet

I catch your eye, I move towards you
I'm reeled in by your stare
Not able, nor willing to resist 
I'm caught inside your glare

The closer that I get to you
The more beautiful you become 
Blood is coursing through my veins
Heart pounding like a drum 

We're face to face 
Electricity, my body is on fire
I feel your breath across my lips
I'm burning with desire

Passion wins, I give in
All consuming bliss
Our mouths then meet, two hearts, one beat
We play our hands and kiss

Heavenly Harvest

Origami gifts fledglings multiple 
         Stork sling incubates infant hatchery
         Holds pine seed offspring horticultural
         Burst dirt celebrates cedar jamboree


         Invisible drive to thrive, hormonal
         Reverse javelin sapling spear Jarvis
         Pin bend Pilates practice jovial
         Christmas bonus brings bountiful harvest


         Silken sway, acres of muscular maize
         Youthful juice under crisp skirt harem
         Masters of last year crushed in hasty haze
         Mulched during terrain turn over mayhem


        Lake levitator long necked swan mascot
        Lays Faberge eggs in reed bloom jackpot 






                       16th November 
        
                          Manyfest

200 Fold-

y'all can have your 100 
I'm seeking a higher plain in life
 I'm striving for 
200
 a faithful servants reward, FOR MY LIFE 


8/26/22
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2022©

Seduced, I Fold the Known

Seduced, I Fold the Known;
Showering the bleeding moments
To allow the Soul to dance
Delighted
Devoured
carefully caressed
to uphold the unfolding Unknown

To notice a moment of such a wonder,
sometimes passed in silence
where ghost-like bodies melt into skin;
footprints are evident to Existence,
shadow-filled heartbeats pound Times into Lifetimes
for a split Forever shared

It's dreamlike and lust filled
when worlds are weaved into a star-like parlor;
Breathing Heaven empty of Angels,
Licking words upon peeling skin,
voicing the resonance of Sound,
[moans and sounding breaths]
unto the dripping Void

I'm Unfolding
between being alive and living;
To Fold the Known
and reach further still

Limitless

The Supreme Source -POTD

The center of energy resides in my heart
Wherein the seed of divinity shant ever depart

Their joy's root anchors firmly, yet lightly
In my I AM presence it shines ever brightly

The Trinity is embodied in three glorious plumes
Blue, yellow, and pink; It's grand sacred rooms

Of Power and Wisdom and Eternal Love
Father, Son, Holy Spirit; on earth and above

The Threefold Flame I humbly seek
To arrive at last to the spiritual peak

With elation I fulfill my reason to be
The Liberty Flame!  My soul's eyes can now see

At long last I've completed my life's fated course
As my soul splendidly weds the One Supreme Source

In Every Fold

every fold
every curve
deep mystery
green verve

as the eyes
roam the summits
beauty turns up
shapes allure

waves rising
clouds on mounds
waves descend
fogs in the waist

ascent and descent
an exciting dance
once over
a deep trance

uphill journey
downward return
cups of tea
thorns and flowers

deep in the gorges
Babylonian darkness
your and mine
for a bath in light

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