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beautiful love
wonderful
lovely one from God
wonderful heart
doing your part
giving love across the lands
and you worship
the same God I do
and you're faithful ever-true
beautiful love
wonderful love
just one of God's Daughter/em>
03/02/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2022
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Do you love me like the bible says you should
Do you love me, do you love me, do you love me cause I love you do
You are my love
Given to me from God
You're everything to me
All that I need
My head is in the clouds
And my heart in the stars
Heaven's daughter you're from God
Do you love me like the bible says you should
Do you love me, do you love me, do you love me cause I love you do
You are my love, you are my love and I love you
You are my love
Given to me from God
You're everything to me
The beauty of your being
Do you love me like the bible says you should
Do you love me, do you love me, do you love me, cause I love you do
You are my love
09/20/17
written words James Edward Lee Sr.
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She says she doesn’t
Doesn’t believe it
Love is impossible
Everyman she’s dated
All minds were deflated
All they want to do is bump and grind
You can read between the lines
You really know what I mean
Sexual gratifications
Never a vacation
All they want to do is bump and grind
You know what I mean
She is more than just a object a sex toy
She’s somebodies sister, daughter
So in remission
She awaits marriage
Maybe one man will have the courage
To do his husbandly duties on the honeymoon
Cause nobody’s gitin any sugar in their Kool-Aid tonight
Well praise God (Go sit on some ice boy and take a cold shower)
3/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
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My Muse Was Not Amused
ME: "Muse, I cannot write those words!
What thoughts would he think of me?"
MUSE: "Child, you must not be absurd.
Allow my spirit to set you free."
ME: "But what if he doesn't understand?
I fear to write what I dread to say."
MUSE: "Trust and let him take your hand.
He'll not lead your heart astray."
ME: "What if he's turned away, and it's too late?
Perhaps he gave up and has found another."
MUSE: "What ifs and perhaps? Open your garden gate.
Lie in the arms of one who wants to be your lover."
ME: "Thank you, Mother Muse, for your gentle thought."
MUSE: "Keep them folded, daughter, always in your heart."
10/25/15
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We have basked in the glow of shining days,
We have struggled through the bad weathers,
Today as you stagger on that lonely path,
Let’s hold hands and walk together.
You have been the strongest pillar of my life,
For our daughter, a fearless father,
Now as you seek that strength from me,
Let me hold your hand and walk together.
Though life may seem grim today,
There surely will be a change of weather,
Let’s wait for that light at the end of tunnel,
Hold our hands and keep walking together.
If at all you feel low and lost,
Or have no strength to gather,
Just close your eyes and think of me,
And we shall walk through this together.
The days of dismay will end soon,
You shall need to be strong however,
I may not be there to hold your hand,
But my memory will keep you strong forever.
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The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,
And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy;
For falsehood now doth flow, and subjects' faith doth ebb,
Which should not be if reason ruled or wisdom weaved the web.
But clouds of joys untried do cloak aspiring minds,
Which turn to rain of late repent by changed course of winds.
The top of hope supposed the root upreared shall be,
And fruitless all their grafted guile, as shortly ye shall see.
The dazzled eyes with pride, which great ambition blinds,
Shall be unsealed by worthy wights whose foresight falsehood finds.
The daughter of debate that discord aye doth sow
Shall reap no gain where former rule still peace hath taught to know.
No foreign banished wight shall anchor in this port;
Our realm brooks not seditious sects, let them elsewhere resort.
My rusty sword through rest shall first his edge employ
To poll their tops that seek such change or gape for future joy.
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To my Grandma
November 21st 1957- May 7th 2012
A mother proudly raising her 3 beautiful children.
A son that will soon go fight for our country
A daughter that will be blessed with four children
An other Daughter that will be gifted in the arts.
That will always be there for them
To make a joke
Or heal a wound.
A Wife to a solder of the old red white and blue
For 34 years of being married on July 19th.
Always being there for him when he needs her most
And happy care for him in sickness and health.
A grandmother to four young girls
An artist and a poet
A rock-star at heart
A soon to be teacher
And a little princess
Has cared for and looked after
Was there to talk to when no one else would listen
Would love to hear or see their talents
Always had a blasted watching their favorite tv shows or movies.
That's what I think an awesome grandma is.
I go to her resting place and with a smile tears rolling down my face i say
"I love and miss you Grandma"
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I walked inside my burning home,
Gave him a second chance.
Where even the welcoming doormat now,
frowned upon my glance.
Broken glass, a shattered sea,
Hopes and light that blinded me.
It was a fire wild, I mistook for fairy light’s gleam,
Oh, how ignorant I was in my day dream.
The doorknob jammed; banging was heard; desperate demanding now turned into a plea!
History to repeat itself, time's cruel decree.
Steps I took, a journey in vain,
Plotting my doom, trading in myself for endless pain.
The place we laughed I cherished,
Thereafter life turned nightmarished.
Where I thought memories sat,
In that same blazing smoke, all my hopes fell flat.
Rebuild darling! I tried; to regain what once was dear,
But destiny's hand, a circle of life I fear.
A known’s shove back into the fiery pyre,
I rose again, this time no quenched desire.
Realisation dawned upon me,
No soul can be sought twice in a body free.
A burning house, not home, alas I see,
Illusions shattered, not me but at least my darling daughter was set free.
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POETESS MOTHER MAYA ANGELO
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Mother warrior, wordsmith poetess
Maya;
Sister, daughter of the almighty Father
Maya;
You set the world on fire;
Fearless
Breathless a world that's in a mess;
God lent us this person
Maya;
A wordsmith, poet, activist,
an actress, dancer she has most of the answers;
A visionary for the oppress;
A representative of women causes;
Did I mention one voice one of God's daughter;
And if I could me ya;
I confess I'd be honored
Mother Maya, poetess
God bless
Poet Maya Angelo
So kind Mother Rhyme;
Never backing down;
I know why the caged bird sings;
Thank-you Lord (for everything)
God thanks for sharing;
Maya Angelo;
Still I rise;
The Lesson;
When you come
So kind Mother Rhyme;
Never backing down;
I know why the caged bird sings;
Mama Rhyme you're now
Touched by an Angel;
We miss you, we love you;
Poetess Mother, Sister...
Maya Angelo
Your words will forever go on and on and on..
"Marguerite Annie Johnson"
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
from anthology " God's Children Poets Poems and Friends 2"
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In prayer with one of God's Daughter;
Awaiting His blessing to behold;
In prayer with one of God's Daughters;
Praying for all to be well;
we are praying for a refreshing power
Praying for renewal of mind;
Praying for power and spiritual blessings;
Halle- Hallelujah;
In prayer with my Sister one of God's Daughters;
Fasting and Believing awaiting the receiving;
In prayer we stand, we stay;
Praying for all to be well;
No one knows, but us and God;
we are praying for a refreshing power
Praying for renewal of mind;
Praying for power and spiritual blessings;
Halle- Hallelujah;
Oh, oh, wooH, deliver her Lord, my God for those things she spoke of;
And Healing of your world, this land;
Redeem us Father God give us another chance to see your grace and love;
In prayer with my Sister one of God's Daughters;
Fasting and Believing awaiting the receiving;
In prayer we stand, we stay;
Praying for all to be well;
No one knows, but us and God;
we are praying for a refreshing power
Praying for renewal of mind;
Praying for power and spiritual blessings;
Halle- Hallelujah;
03/02/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2022
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I save myself for you
For this I must do
Saving myself for U
I save myself for you
I am borrowing you
In this moment
O’ God your daughter/son
I am saving myself unto U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
In awe in all and everything I do
Spiritually true
Physically too
All, all, all my all
I save myself for you
Oh, darling my dear darling
I am saving myself, myself
Saving my spirit
Saving my soul and my body
I am saving myself for you
Apart we are not separated
God has spun this love, He’s declared it
Decorated
Separately and together we belong to the Lord above
O’ God your daughter/son
I am saving myself unto U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
I save myself for U
I live my life for U
3/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2022
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Somebody daughter
If you can't threat her right
Let her go
If you can't love her
Let her be
She don't deserve your pains
She don't deserve to cry
From your brutality
If she is not what you need
Tell it to her
She will understand
She might be your helper
At last if you are honest
So if you can't threat her right
Please let her go cos
She is somebody sister
She is somebody else need
She is somebody daughter
Somebody daughter
No man get young forever
So be wise earlier
Don't learn to be brutal
On your spouse to feel stronger
No matter who the man is
He is empty without a woman
No matter how proud a man is
Am sorry to disappoint you that
He was born from the womb of a woman
So please put down your ego men
And be respectful to your women
They are the power you got
They are the source of your growth
They are the energy you need
They are your sisters
They are your mother's
They are your daughters
It cost nothing to be kind
To women
Believe me you will love them
Better when you are humble
To them
They are lovely
Yes women are beautiful
So if you can't threat her right
Please let her go
Remember
She is some one sister
She is some one else desire
She is somebody daughter
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Sea of searching tore hope without explanation
Crucified crests cascaded, crazed static fall crashing
Thrown spontaneous needs, unclean situations
Wayward waltz of flotsam incongruity, faith attacking
Tossed by tumult of quick duty drifters expected
Wanton women sought whimsy single wave provided
Crudest crass antics satisfied, longevity rejected
Your initial impression of love soured, ineptly guided
Passing storms glinted possibilitiy, gold molten
Tides' turn triggered stability, a precious daughter born
Island high respite bleached prior sin, forgotten
Barbaric baby mother forced ongoing warranted scorn
Struggle to maintain safety, sentry shipwrecked
Shattered bow released soul mate satiate foreseeable
Tormented tiny child splintered fragile prospect
Cuts met welted wounds, salt sterile from recent evils
Collapse on a beach of relief, I'm your purest cove
Bloodied hands bandaged, nurtured with tender heed
Mollusc polished particles to resume trust's trove
Immortal vessel promise predicts turgid tides recede
24th October 2020
Written for Contest: After The Hurricane
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
picture to take inspiration from is
'After The Hurricane, Bahamas',
painted by Winslow Homer
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Adoption Pantoum
By Victoria H. Peurifoy © 8/2010
His conception was a surprise
Mom is mad as hell, wants me under a jail
Daughter ages ten years in the process
Marriage is not in the plan
Mom is mad as hell, wants me under a jail
Counselor is making suggestions
Marriage is not in the plan
Give up the child or keep the child
Counselor is making suggestions
Takes one time to make a mistake
Give up the child or keep the child
Want to go to the prom in a dress bordered in daisies.
Takes one time to make a mistake
Give up the child, make mommy happy.
Want to go to the prom in a dress bordered in daisies.
Don’t tell daddy, he’s away, doesn’t need to know
Give up the child, make mommy happy.
Sign away your first born and mourn
Don’t tell daddy, he’s away, he really doesn’t need to know
I heard he was trying to reach me
Sign away your first born and mourn
When he searched for me, mom sent him away
I heard he was trying to reach me
Wonder if he’s fair, brown eyes, and can sing?
When he searched for me, mom sent him away
They changed his name, took away the one thing I gave him
Wonder if he’s fair, brown eyes, and can sing?
Take away the shame, the blame and the pain.
They changed his name; took away the one thing I gave him
Friends cried for him and me when they saw him.
Take away the shame, the blame and the pain.
Lord, will I see my son before you take me away?
Friends cried for him and me when they saw him.
Daughter aged ten years in the process
Lord, will I see him before you take me away?
His conception was a surprise.
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The Wrong Leap
The hardest lesson
Has been to get rid of the tension
That you’re no longer at my mention
Well thank God, I got that out of my heart
At least I saved myself from the hurt
No that you’d have cared if died
But I’d be there by your side
I’d be there when you take the dive
I’d been there when you almost died in that ride
But I guess, I was never the right
I was never the right person that your heart pleased
But I still did my end with no plea
I was the right person to dance by you
But I was still the same person who stood by you
When you were losing you
I was never the right person to answer’ I do'
But I was the same person when you asked if I loved you despite all your flaw’s I said I do
Well that sums up that your live wasn’t true
But that mean that mine was due
Cause every time I try to move
Every time I try to play cool
Every time I try to meet someone new
I come back to you like a fool
Guess you never really cared just who
Just as long as your bucket list wasn’t due
Foolish me that my bucket list revolved around you
But now that you’re gone I see there is nothing to lose
Except sending my apologies to my parents for losing a daughter they once knew
Funny yeah, but it’s true
For you I broke every rule
We left the cat at the zoo
Drove the night to Malibu
Spent our nights on my roof staring at the moon
And we played the game where we say, yes I do
Ooh yes you didn’t
You left me here like a pimp
And walked away all drip
And now at your wedding all I do is peep
Guess I took the wrong leap
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Wondering memories of wild adolescence,
Flash before me like a mental Rolodex
Reverberating daze,
Time cannot take away.
A fifteen–year–old,
Broken neck calypso.
Gazing through the jungle-o window
Unequipped to fathom what was about to happen.
I saw the moon in your eyes,
And knew;
You smile in the way that islands do,
And the zephyrs planned to bring your love back to me, too.
You were everything I imagined.
Sunlight on a dismal day,
The lone palm in the tropic heat,
A boyish grin that made my flowers bloom;
You were the Cabin Boy.
Realizing, all you can be at 23
is yourself.
And I am the wanderer's wandering daughter.
The pretty little minor that comes hell or high water,
You broke California law for.
I waited at your f i n g e r
t
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p
s
Just his little Pisces jailbait.
Who didn't exist till 1996.
An inevitable source of panic that would rise in his eyes
Every time he kissed,
Her Kona lips.
Until deciding he had to leave,
Claiming island fever, on his way out the back door.
Lost as a half-gone waning moon.
With only the ocean’s waves continuous roar
Sunburnt, white foam, salt spray,
Condemned - to an inevitable end
Unable to prevail past the break at your soul's cliff edge.
I grab a raft to float;
In the deep waters of the heart.
Somewhere in between the no -
longer & the still -
to-come
Washed upon my soul’s sand.
Reaching out with new green shoots -
Resurrecting the chthonic biome
From deep within the molten core
Till the blocky incline fell away,
And I found myself;
On the surface of a lake of solidified lava.
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A brother’s love for his sister;
a brother's love ALWAYS protects you... a sister's love ALWAYS follows you
Must be in placed always;
It’s never tarnished, never blisters;
A brother must along with father;
ALWAYS…
Protect His,
Sister.
For God has loan her to him ( to you)
It’s a spiritual duty,
Cause sisters must keep;
Until she’s grown-up,
And a man sweeps her off her feet;
And always, always never let the sun go down;
Without saying I am SORRY;
Siblings together, spirit blood ties;
Loaned from God for a little while,
ALWAYS, ALWAYS.
Along with Father God, Mom and Or Dad...
Admonish, Protect and Love;
In sickness and fever blisters,
never ever dissed her,
she’s God daughter she-glisters,
Holy angels kissed her,
never shall you missed her,
Assist her, consider her feelings, never dismissed her,
Enlister,
Don't resist her,
be clear to her don’t be a tongue twister,
Do not hate her
Embrace her
never unsister,
Love ALWAYS YOUR SISTER
Siblings together, spirit blood ties
Loaned from God for a little brief while
ALWAYS, ALWAYS,
Along with Father God, Mom and Or Dad
Admonish, Protect and Love;
Until Jesus or her husband comes…
You her brother are 5th in line to protect her
For God has said she is your part
Both you and her share a heart
Never dislike nor hate your sibling
Always protect and love your sister
Don't resist her,
Do not hate her
ALWAYS Embrace her
never unsister,
Love ALWAYS, ALWAYS LOVE YOUR SISTER
A dedicated verse to Brother and Sister Dilan and Savannah Sorensen
Dilan’s Verse
10/4/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
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Standing on one leg
With spit running down my face
My fist balled up with anger and shame
They did not care to much for my emotions.
Although, a little white girl smiled at me
From a window in a saloon.
She was the daughter to the Sheriff of our town
Beautiful young but white. I ugly young and black
We just don't mix boy, is what the town screamed in my face
Throwing rocks and pouring buckets of horse piss on my head
I would ask questions in my head whispering Why not?
Is love colorful? or colored one color?
As my leg grew tired so did my wanting to live
I started to cry and the town started to laugh
They whispered in my ear. Feeling lonely boy?
I couldn't speak the hot sun dried out my body
Then I finally fell to both blacken knee's
Then she came. The beautiful young white girl.
She said little words
But her crying eyes watered my dry body
I stood back up on my one leg
And my chain up hands reaching to hold her
Whip and whip is what I felt next
The sting of the whip from her father
The towns sheriff.
Whip and whip and whip
She was taken away and told
To not leave her room again
But she could watch the boy
Die alone for wanting to love her
She cried harder as they whipped me more.
I've been standing on this wooden block
For 10 hours and the sun hasn't let up
Nor did the town. The rope like hoop
Was thrown at my feet. And a voice spoke
Time to meet the devil boy. I closed my eyes
I begin to dream standing on my one leg.
I dreamed of her
How we would kiss behind thick trees
How we would hold hands when the town was sleeping
And how she would kiss my one leg giving it a blessing
She adored me lack of my leg and skin tone
As the rope caress my neck. I kept my eyes closed
The crowed of the town chanted die boy
One leg monster. Black and white don't mix.
I kept my eyes closed and begin to do something
I never done. I prayed to her
I said in prayer to her. My white angel
I will always be with you.
Cry for me only today
And bottle memories forever
This world isn't for me
But the next world will be for us both
I wait for you standing this time on
both legs.
I love you.
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>I had a question today asking what or who was The Mad Author I did try to explain,. However like all aspiring poets (Cough, cough.) I already had a poem in print explaining and so here it is for you to ponder. I do hand a copy to all who ask lol.
Stanley Russell Harris
(THE MAD AUTHOR, WRITER & POET)
‘THE BUSHES’
1 Pine View Road Ipswich Suffolk IP1 4HS
Telephone: 01473 403907 Mobile: (07860) 769674
e-mail: writerstan@virginmedia.com www.feedaread.com?>aff=6463
A short introduction to The Mad Author.
I started writing late in life, make mistakes, but that’s alright.
A few here, a few there, daughter said they’re everywhere.
But still I write, and I care, as one day soon, I will get there.
Now every Sunday I do go.
To Stonham Barns Car Boot Show, selling this, selling that.
All good quality, first class tat.
Money from the sales does flow, to Help for Heroes, now you know.
Merchandise I have some, then some odd bits, I sell is fun.
But when the kids do approach me, and see I have sweets for free.
I close the lid so they can’t see, all the sweets I offer thee.
Open and close the box lid I do, quick as any young lad it’s true
And for that, kids are sad, then they all, call me mad.
And that’s the best title, I have ever had.
My friends and family all agree, that title, really does fit me.
So who am I to disagree?
Of course that is not the real me, as my first name is Stanley.
My father passed his name to me, and that is Harris now you see.
Then in the middle, someone put, Russell, in the baptism book.
Somewhere here is a list of books I’ve wrote, if not, sorry they’re all afloat.
Not on the Amazon although two are, the rest you will find not too far.
For them, if you want to read, you must search on the Internet Publishing Site
Feedaread.
Sorry to say I still can not center my prose. Any simple explanation of the combination of < > or >< would be welcome as by brain cell is not absorbing the headed information correctly thank you. (TmA) PS A small m means I am as mad as you A capital M means, well less said about that the better , Facebook lol.
PPS. As I am nursing my back I am not back at fund raising yet. Happy Easter. (TmA)<
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I’m a dog stuck on a lease I’m stuck in this non release stupid thing why won’t let me go free?
Why don’t they care I got feelings too? And I can feel pain too I can’t leave the house cause he’s gonna get mad? Hitting me asking me to get up .why do you hurt me like this I thought you loved me but you like to see me black and blue in my face you hit my eye all the time I can’t leave I try everyday that he gets mad at me and snaps on the daily I even had someone to pick me up cus he found my phone slammed it onto a wall and didn’t let me call for help while he choked me on the floor while I’m begging for my life nobody helped me that night they ignored what happened and turned the blind eye that’s America tho wtf you expect from the American eyes he said don’t run away my trophy wife so now I’m stuck make him nice and proud by being what he wants me to be even if I’m not really happy
I even called my mom to help get me out the situation but she said I put myself there and gotta figure out my own solution but why you just wanna see struggle why would you let him hit me and take his side in everything?
She said that I’m a crazy bi tch cause she wanna up my mental she tryna keep me clear from my whole family tryna get them to turn cus my bipolar 2 is worsening
I don’t wanna leave him to I’m stuck I feel groomed and I can get up but what’s the point I’m alone in the world no friends and all, family was supposed to be family but they never helped and came through for me they wanna me to rot and try to get my own help
I can’t really leave him he really won’t let me he chains up my brain like it’s on a fu cking leashe I can’t escape I feel like if I do I’m gonna be alone on my own with nothing and I don’t wanna feel that pain again, not having not even a friend but Atleast around that time my family was around but now my bipolar got worse nobody wants me around except for the one person who put me on a tight rope I can’t break so now I feel reliant on them he gonna help me out one day I am my fathers daughter so I can definitely change him only issue is as much I wanna believe that’s true, I can’t change someone I’ve been tryna change for 3 years I have to lie to myself that I’m happy and stable in this toxic ass house just pray one day I make it out I spill my guts to get it out please don’t come at me and call me a clown cus I get it I feel as stupid as people think I am now they killed me inside and now I’m a walking piece of rotting flesh on the inside out
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