May the rising sun warm your path,
And the whispering leaves sing wisdom to your mind.
May the waters flow clear with peace,
And the oak stand steadfast beside you.
May Awen inspire your heart,
As flowers unfold gracefully and joyfully.
Let the morning greet you with renewal and strength.
May your journey forever be guided by gentle light
And purpose!
Through life, I learnt things about you so much.
Through your faith, God and I got more in touch.
Only shortly after meeting you, did I finally realize
Loss of former loves was a blessing in disguise.
Through life, I was learning, yearning, dreaming.
I recall dreams: it seems it was you I was seeing.
Before you, I was missing something, someone:
I never knew what, until our first date was done.
Through life, you were taught and loved very well.
Due to your faith, God empowers you with a spell.
After you had learned we are of similar mind,
You took a chance and realized I am also so kind.
Through life, you stayed loving despite betrayal.
You don't have to be alone holding in every tale.
You were looking for something you lost long ago.
I was looking for you, so I will never truly let go.
A HAIKU FOR YOU
Like garden flowers,
Be in glorious blossoms;
Scenting life with love:-
zesty ropedancer meaningfully hobnailed honeydew folklore evermore
myriad sunburn translocation sapiently mistaking your platypus
impious prognosticator gnaw mono recordbook thereabouts
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
Writing helps me scream
Words I was too scared to whisper before
With poems, I bloom like the flowers in my dream
Finally knowing what I exist for
Every feeling flows like a stream
With verses that my soul pours
In my book, the world is ours
With God, showing us the beam
I’ll never find the words to tell you
How deeply I love you
Unless they’re written in a letter
Where my heart speaks better
Thousands of words come effortlessly
A gift kept secretly
Destined for your eyes only
Only you will ever read me
Only you will ever know me
No bi for you
mine soul
no bi for you
mai bodi no bi for you
i am a coveted wife.
covenant for covenant promise go man
deem be mai husband
no look upon me wit ya heart
boi i be no bi for you
no bi for you no bi for you
true
no be sweating for ya skin. You thirst
di lust you feel na real
you're mind thoughts no fit touch me
beware for ya era
be no bi for error
boi, i b sanco, i am selected.
mai king awaits for me
mai king awaits me
i am sanco too
Not for you
Mine soul
Not for you
My body not for you
I am a coveted wife.
Covenant in covenant promise to A man
Deem to be my husband
Don't look upon me with your heart
Boy I be not for you
Not for you not for you
Truth
Don't be sweating at your skin. You thirst
The lust you feel is real
You're mind thoughts can't touch me
Beware of your era
Be not in error
Boy, I B promised, I am selected.
My king awaits for me
My king awaits me
I am promised too
Royal heart soul sweet blue
It's him for me, not you.
royal heart soul sweet blue
it's am for me, no bi you
8/16/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
There is a decision, that involves our life,
the hurts and pains, the misery and strife.
As you know, both good and bad we be,
but the only wrongs in this world, is in others, that we see.
In this world as we live, when with each other, we fight,
we spread those seeds of darkness, instead of spreading the light.
Those things we say, how they kill the heart,
as we justify ourselves, we hold others guilty of their part.
The subtle ways, that we don’t seem to see,
how the darkness uses others, except for you and me.
We are all alike, but we don’t see the same way,
there is a decision to make, before that final day.
We are both, good and bad you see,
the way we live, is just how we be.
Good or bad, is the choice, that we have to face,
for life is the price, at the end of our race.
The decision that we make, leads to life or death, you see,
if we willingly, continue to live as both, we will live in misery.
Golden rays melt to flowing red,
the stillness of the night ahead.
Sitting by my lonesome self
taking memories off the shelf.
My fingers start to write
in the quiet of the night.
My words are from my heart
so that is where I'll start.
Place your hand in mine,
walk with me through time.
My words are yours to keep
close beside you while you sleep.
Each night a poem of love I write
with feathered quill in black and white.
My heart to you only I bare,
with words of love, and how much I care.
Writing in the hush of night,
waiting for dawn’s coming light.
It's a quarter of three
and as always, there's only me.
One more pill,
One more self-denial of internal strength,
One more unhealthy decision,
One more drink to ease the tension,
One more fruitless thrill,
One more wasted skill,
One more temperament becoming ill,
One more day by the windowsill of life,
Looking out,
Wondering,
Crying, “Why?”
Then comes the light.
Habit,
Fear,
Addicts still cheer,
***** as it seems,
Passing on by go some dreams,
Screams occur,
Many things blur,
One thing for sure,
Are the things that were the cure,
No larger are,
That is ALL I know so far.
It is FUBAR!!!
Read words backwards between few lines
Of manmade markings in “bold” signs.
A wordplay is scarce, criteria are clear -
Now you, Sir John, unscramble, Dear!
for you who fell, god be with you….
you are certainly not forgotten
The calmness within is blissful
?As you shoot across my sky
?Like a falling star, that's cheerful
?To my eyes and once again I feel shy
?
?The sweetness intoxicate my glands
?Still you remains the remedy
?Until you get back to these hands
?And put a stop to this tragedy
?
?The loneliness wraps around me tight
?Like shadows dancing on the wall
?I reach for you in the dead of night
?And hope that you can hear my call.
Dearly Beloved, I’m Longing For You
The night is so gloomy
Dark, blue, and melancholy
I’m sunk into a deep despondency
I dream of you night and day.
When will I see you again?
My hearth is lonely, deeply sighing
I wish that someday we will meet again my dear
So this bleeding heart will be eased by your love so tender.
Its been a while I haven’t seen you
I can no longer fathom the ocean of solidarity
I am lost and don’t know where to go
Dearly Beloved I’m long for you.
I want to see you!
I want to hug and kiss you!
I want to walk with you in the silvery moon
And enjoy flying with the eagles and falcons.
sweet spring awakens earth from winter sleep
with bold shouts of color playfully laid
on flowers, chirping birds and butterflies~
for you the elder willows will still weep,
and here in softness of the springtime glade
our nature's own dear Mother will advise
those who come with heavy heart’s hopeless pleas,
those whose love of life has been sudden frayed
by winter's last cold storm in human guise~
now you may take ease
storms have made you wise.
Having Friends Who Truly Care For You
Kevin Davis 2026
Having friends who truly care for you
Is one of life’s great gifts in all we do.
To know you can turn to, with open ears,
And share with them your joys and fears.
Some have had friends there since their birth,
Sisters and brothers who know their worth.
Others you meet along life’s way,
Who touch your heart and help you stay.
They walk beside you through highs and lows,
Through sudden storms and gentle snows.
They lift you up when hope feels thin,
And cheer the quiet strength within.
With laughter shared and tears that fall,
They answer when you need to call.
No perfect words, no grand display—
Just being there from day to day.
And though our paths may twist or bend,
Time cannot break a faithful friend.
For love once given, tried, and true,
Lives on in all that friends help you do.
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