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Premium Member Squished

Plump and odd if it be round, for it being not its true girth,
albeit a perturbed belly is lacking as a mind revels in mirth,
as distant time and nigh rebels cause to fester pains worth.

For time begs the favor of that quill’s revival to regale its destiny,
as written walls forbearing thoughts, courses the spirited a remedy,
paper I have, but envelopes are in want, a late hour, a store's journey.

A store tends only a box of purple envelopes, as its price kills me more,
I relish the idea of the recipient who mirrors my mind on an even score,
ha, as I laugh in the gloom of no measure, stands I, keyless at the door.

An open window saved me—somewhat, as I grasped the desk nearby,
I felt it squished, splurting the unfinished work and my efforts applied,
loss bears its weight in value, I mailed graped purple, a knock replies I.

The Silent Kiss


Gentle as a dove gliding through the clouds 
I am at a loss for words though here I am  
Timeless as music wafting through thin air 
ageless as the stars that shine above you.   
Soft as a kiss that has lost its will to speak,  
I am an Angel, that once was yours to keep;

There between the firmament of heaven 
lays  the truth of who I used to be to you !  
Semi-liquid love unspoken, ... I am starved 
for yesterdays embrace that once was mine. 
Forbearing light keep me steady as a breeze,    
while I lay a silent kiss, upon his cheek ...     

I'll glide into his dreams a glistening vision,   
clothed in white, like a ghostly apparition !

ruins of soul

In the reckoning of moments between thoughts
Born in the space of actions
Reactions to the stimulation
Expressions, expectations...

Ruined things, broken lie, belittled
A cry sold in old homes
Scattered around after a war's wrath.

Hear the rage far and away drone
I walk in the ruins of soul alone
I feel forgotten on foreign soil.

The drifting of imagery 
Pressing the fragments...

Shards hard into skin
Forsaken forbearing in fringes 
A soul not tethered to this realm or reality...

Walking the footfall of a secondary soul
Wreckage of my divinity...


Besotted

When I compare my love to frozen vines,
repressed beneath the frost’s relentless grip,
while sweetness looms, I nary taste the wines
of love that lingers taunting me to sip.

My aching skin, akin to frozen grapes,
betrays the warmth your nectar must exude.
Though pressed by weight and time, still on I traipse,
a doom I meet, forbearing interlude.

I crave your taste, but yearning still haunts me.
Your ardour shines yet coldness stains its glow.
Your charm forbidden till a bride to be,
conserved in mem’ry neath the depth of snow

Besotted by a love that’s crystallized,
Unripe fruit, yet adored, and idolized.

Premium Member Lasting Love

too quickly the paragraphs of time we rèad. 
hand in hand we strolled the pages of our years
standing fast against misfortunes we emerged
shaped by caring and forbearing hearts
refusing to imagine life devoid of one another
time, years,  emerged caring  life.

Premium Member My Special Poet

Poetry Soup abounds in poets who are special in unique ways and for me it was so hard to single out just one.  So I was reluctant to join this contest. However at the last moment, I thought of choosing one,  Edward Ibeh, a true gentleman in my eyes, who never comes to limelight, except for the contests he holds from time to time.

E - Effective words in place, a poet’s grace.
D - Diligent in duties and devoted to virtue in every place. 
W- Wisdom and humility combine in this forbearing soul.
A - Authentic heart that cherishes life in its whole.
R - Radiates kindness like a guiding light.
D - Dignified in character, making many hearts bright.

I – Illustrious poet with a passion for his art, so genuine.
B - Braving adversities, in family and community shine.  
E - Elevates fellow poets, giving due respect to all.
H - Honorable in every way, he's a gentlemanly soul.


Premium Member pompons

pimpernel on my thighs 
eloquence and delectation
conversations with the wise
reveal to me which death i must die.

lily in the valley
bravery passion and determination
whatever has to be done 
is a puzzling bird song

eyes lifted skyward past the sun
sensitive tranquil and confident
imagination manifests the role
your humanity learned to adore 

suspended in the 'not' time
zeal energy and the wish fulfilled
feelings don't get shut down
nor are they the skin of a reticent sound

kissing the pompon undefined 
foregoing forbearing sacrificial
the soul has no power in the self 
until it is recognized by it

sunflowers begin a perfect day
poised energized and glowing
outside is all within
happiness is on the other side of fear

waterlilies basking in the moonlight
resplendent unobscured polished 
dreaming up another dawn
reveals to me which death i must die.

Premium Member Not Me Being Gruff

N egative messages
O n going harrassments
Tensions unending start

Miraculously bullied intimidated
Endless referrals

Basically stocked yet non retaliate
Execrable in so being left-alone
Iow grade honorable cowardice
Now likely to defend themselves
Gentle forbearing acceptance now easygoing

Guilting into shame
Resting now tolerant patient indulgent
Undemandling compromising forbearing
Friendly now in full repentant acceptance
Falling out of intimidating coercion arm-twisting constraint

10/12/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

Premium Member Broken

Our circle of friends is now broken;
   the changes it's made are unspoken.
From twelve to five- now just a token;
   our circle of friends is now broken.

Each year, one or two of them- leaving
   to move away- kinfolk receiving.
Some- too ill for outings- home cleaving;
   and others in Heaven- we're grieving.

Our circle is broken- despairing-
   so missing the unified caring.
Those left behind- slowly repairing
   to do our best- changes forbearing.

Our circle of friends is now broken;
   now leaving those left so heartbroken.
Our fun dates are empty- not open;
   our circle of friends is now broken.

Premium Member Midweek Recitation

GIFTS OF GOD 
Chrestotes chara praotes
inwardly kind,full of  joy
Oiktirmos egratia spoude;
anechomai;
gentle meek;compassionate;
yet in control
Arete, pistis,hupomone
diligent 
enduring with patience
gnosis,zezoo phusioo
perpereuomai;
moral ,persuaded
to trust
Hagnotes elpis agape
Tapeinophrosune
persevering,understanding;
not boastful or arrogant;
eusebeia Agathosune aeltheia
blamelessly pure, hope filled 
filled with agape love
anupokritos philadelphia;
humble in godliness;charitably good
integral sincere
Dokime zezoo makpothumia
diakaiosune eirene 
brotherly kind;
proven of character;
not jealous, but forbearing 
set right with God
and at one

Premium Member A Ghost In My Mind

I'm calling out the masks you're wearing
I don't need to do this with any swearing
Your two faces don't justify you not caring
Your lies are no longer worth my forbearing
When you chose to take a gift that I offered freely
You didn't just fail the test, you completely failed me
If distance wasn't the only answer you thought you would find
Congratulations on misunderstanding, you're a ghost in my mind

Premium Member Freedom Unfathomable Yet Possible

F R E E D O M
finite minds cannot fathom
flows through faith
fearlessly, yet jubilantly following 
footsteps of the Lord, omnipotent truth-Fortress
Foundation anchoring liberty-frame 
fostering compassionate living against falsehood’s flattery…

Fruitful in fidelity’s furtherance
flawless freedom’s fullness 
fixed and offered by heavenly Father 
fuels forgiveness
facilitates reconciliation with foes
fastens families and friends
forbearing one another in fellowship feasting…

Flourishing in God’s favour
faultless freedom 
forsakes feigning foolishness
framed upon feebleness 
forgets frustration-falls
forbids anxious fretting
fenced inside love’s fulfillment…

Fervently facing fleshly filthiness by divine force
freed soul from hell’s fury flames
fixes flight with spiritual fortitude 
fighting failures as triumphant servant-finisher~~~
first thanking Christ’s sacrifice, excellently foremost
furnishing assured eternal freedom
finally to reign midst peace, joy, charity… forever.

Premium Member Blue Ruffles and Suspenders


blue ruffles and suspenders,
twist ‘n tout
their quick step
intermingled with applause,
side to side smiles,
astute to wrest the audience.
choreography jacks
the core of seasoned judges,
up on their feet,
forbearing technique.
joy spreads
like a serendipitous meadow -
spring arrives,
verdant with faeries and butterflies,
honeysuckle and roses,
violets, the warm sun
of
baby’s breath-teeth
to tinker bell-tiptoes.
at final spin
contest won
by
fainting notes
of whim.

11/27/2020

Father Distributes Fruit

Nubbly encompassing branches
        Dapple of forbearing tree 
        witnesses frivolous dances 
        peach blossom nymphs frolick free

        Inherited ease obtained
        Velvet falls into their hands
        Devouring flesh unashamed
        Father distributes fruit

        Caressed by shade made moss 
        Nymphs negotiate quilted kingdom
        Arrested in laughter trust begot
        Dragonfly winged ubiquitous 
        
        Nurturing dealt without reprimand
        Grants gravity exodus equality 
        Bellyful relish of everyday romance 
        Father distributes fruit

        Sprites lavishly ravage sweet nectar
        Shared by impulsed limbs' entangle
        Lush harvest spurs tension's surrendour 
        Liberated curvaceous angels 
        
        Spiral smooth winding symmetry 
        Born as blank slate, tender bud
        Naked soul knows no heirachy
        Father distributes fruit



        Written 16th July 2020 
        
        Submitted for Chantelle Anne Cooke 's
        Most Meaningful Previous NA

Premium Member Poet As Octopus

In the depths of my aging, I slither toward cover:
Sea cave to hide tush in, for battles have scarred me!
So favored by Grace that I know I don't merit,
Feel Love that still serves me in times of distress!
Evolution's provisions or God's happiness?

In the shade of this shelter, bereft of my lover,
Hang rhymes from its ceiling, reverse necromancy,
The eggs that survive me. I pray they'll inherit
Some spark from their parents, some breaths still to fan
With (the Future forbearing)! I do what I can.

Can paths forward be nurtured for new generations
That wrestle with phantoms arms can't get ahold of?
Is poetry progress (illiterate bubbles,
Like scum clings to seashores) an emperor's lace?
Can a rainbow be captured in what's commonplace?  

Let me glimpse as time fades-out, a pearl's reparations,
Though one less an artist than aged heart on foxglove!
Grant peace as I weaken and starve for my troubles,
Force air on my offspring, stored music in brine!
Watch as Love gives its all! If my flesh feeds them, fine!


Long Tooth
January 30th in 2020

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