Santa
Gifting frenzy,
Jesus ever reason,.
Centric to our path this season,
Great gift.
Attract them
with tomorrow
but give them today
Entrance them
with verses
that pause and delay
The moment
resplendent
divorcing from time
To marry
with wonder
— those hoping to find
(The New Room: March, 2024)
the lake's clear crystal
belies the ice hold's brittle
grasp yet I'm blissful
the springtime's warm sun
will quickly disperse the fun
blossoms have begun
in hearts young and old
flirts and flirting growing bold
gifting more than gold
summer's golden sun
brings forth the bursting blossoms
as lovers embrace
beneath the bowers
sweet youngsters are holding hands
with time and pleasure
slipping towards dusk
the wise old men remember
the first touch of spring.
My wretched soul so twisted by self doubt,
malingered on false words and fragrant lie.
Through turbulence and ever-endless drought,
in hushed distress, my inner child did cry.
Yet fervent help did temper my despair,
injecting hope to heal my restless soul.
Allowing one the time for self repair,
absolving fixed beliefs like burn-ed coal.
So ransomed was my life by guilt and shame,
yet guidance told my heart to go explore.
And grieve afresh, and reason over blame -
that with pursuit, one's worth shall be as law.
For then my crooked heart shall be secure,
and peace shall reign and fear shall be no more.
04.01.2024
all are poets-
some are mute
most refute
~ "And everything you do some shall succeed some shall fail to show to you I'm expressing expedient happiness rebuke the doubt get out of regress and in these troubling times I hope you find that the love of God has entered Vine the original sin nature recluse from you has now come into full frontal view be well be safe be blessed my friend this is not just the beginning nor is it the end you are blessed beyond all of this and I shall not digress in all sincerity I confess you're a beautiful soul you're solid not whole you're blessed you're not your mess be sure be secure God's got this and you're on the winning list be inspired be not of the fire you're the flood you are a loving gifted child of God"~
written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
1/20/22
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L Love
O Only
V Very
E Excellent
C Chocolate,
H Having
O Only
C Chocolate
O Of
L Luxurious
A Amounts,
T Tasting
E Elegant.
G Generously giving it away and
I Including in my chocolate moments,
V Various other
I Individuals in the act of enjoying it, makes
N Nibbling away on chocolate
G Grander than ever!
9-12-2021
Message In An Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Kim Rodrigues
silence
the gift of time
a wink
a strike
that lights a candle
a breath
that bops a gong
a smile
that rings a bell
a mind
that stirs a chime
that stops
and listens
till the very last sound wave
travels
resonates
through air
giving
the gift of time
one precious moment
eternity in a capsule
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE TIME WE ARE GIVEN~ 2023
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
I desire, into this world,
to be the bearer of many gifts;
to create, share and teach.
Everyone on this planet, is a teacher
and a student of life; all beings;
our special talents are precious, shared gifts.
To all within this realm, this world;
to all students and teachers,
I thank you for sharing your gifts.
To this world, I will re-gift the plethora of presents I’ve received from, all of you other teachers.
Written 2-13-19
I believe in friends, and forgiveness by way of overkill
so I ran swiftly over, carrying my Minnie Mouse skateboard still.
You could have ridden it, she said, coming to the door.
as I slid in brownies, cookies, pumpkin pie, and other goodies galore.
I am an dunderhead, an idiot, the worst friend of all, I began to beg.
She did not hear me while taking the lid off my homemade nutmeg
which I make from my own spices out in the back forty.
So you forgot, she guessed, laughing, as we began the annual sort-y.
which ones are mine? she said, looking at all the junk I had brought.
I had strawberries, and lemons, blouses, and a red and blue cot.
The one I wanted! She yelped with a delighted scream,
knocking me into the pumpkin pie I had brought with whipped cream.
I always forget, so I can run over and do this.It is our annual thing.
She loves it, and laughs, and it feels so absolutely right.
She counts on it each and every year, and we have a birthday sing.
The best accident, once upon a time, now we do it with all of our might!
There just below the surface,
more present than you know
A prophetic Jeremiah,
tracks leading through the snow
His message serves to buttress,
those standing in the light
A pipeline to eternity,
—his vision gifting sight
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Want to return,
to unknowing, the
trap door.
Filling up the gaps,
the arrow slits. No more
I will need weapons.
Trespassing the,
brutality of sin, committed
against the sanctity?
of body. This is how
I am re-creating myself
without morbidity.
Annihilation , was not
the answer. I am holding
the gold leaves of sun.
Satish Verma
O viola,
go over the grapes
and find an ageless green.
It is difficult
to be born
again, undoing death.
You swoon
at the continuity
of crossroads –
with blue flags
in your bowl.
A rosette,
without a winner.
A birthday gift
for all the failures.
At seventy five
you walk over a prairie
to find a shade.
Satish Verma
You're driving across the mysterious lands,
You're making your way to the sea and the shore.
Let go of the wheel and stretch out your hands -
Your secret desires will call you for more.
Midnight in July.
The boundless sky.
The signs in the violet mist.
The red and green lights
That shine through the nights
To show you dream islands exist.
The island of hope is the first on the way,
I'm waiting for you, I am already there.
With fingers entwined, with the thoughts gone astray
We'll lie by the water in silence and stare.
The sand as a bed.
Black roofs painted red.
A thousand small fireflies.
A bright navy sail.
Sweet scents we inhale.
Your charming and still dreamy guise...
Say my name tonight and always
Call me when your heart does need
Let me know your great desires
Provide your love, for then I’ll feed
Waste not, any single minute
Time’s of the essence, let’s live now
Hearts entwine right at this moment
We’ll gift each other, as hearts allow
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