So glad ‘I can keep my doctors on my new insurance plan’
My endocrinologist’s next opening is June 07, 2027
Today I got a reminder call for tomorrow’s appointment with the insomnia specialist
Had to take a pass on the meeting, for it wasn’t in my book
As the year I made it, (2014) I had not by insomnia been overtook
And as for my Primary Care Physician, before I saw him, he retired
So I saw his partner, who with duct tape together had been wired
I asked him if he was actually a PCP for car mechanics
He smirked, then howled ~ said he’s just obsessive-manic
i lie here glad
happy with a smile
fireflies gad
Hearty for miles,
It is not ephemeral, it is the twin of long life -
This feeling that is within, plenary like rain drops
That fall for the cloud's cry
I have now seen my dream here in reality
It is a monument standing
etched With words that will give me eternity
When the young speak of me
far after i am hid beneath
Apollos have watered this seed
buried above the rim of the earth
far from aridness
I ain't mad
I ain't even sad
Actually, I'm glad
Yesterday they left
Thoughts of them are few; my mind is no longer heft
Today I smile because my loving heart is not bereft
Now, free from the debilitating fray
HAPPINESS I no longer delay
I'm glad about today....
I'm really glad about today
In silence I fall in love listening to my own heartbeat
so glad we are outside
I heard something coming from my dog’s throat
not once or twice but four times
he has thrown up some gunky gooey mucus-like stuff
four piles of it
something slimy and foul
I am so glad we are outside
my other dog races over to eat it
The wait is over.
All I waited for is you.
Finally found you.
I look at you and you look at me
Smiles we steal while eating meal
My head over your shoulder and your shoulder under my head
Everything seems best while just taking rest
We read and relish each others muse
Yes, writing poetry is a must without any excuse!
23-01-2026
A day for me; strong and weird through blue
Is a day for nice atmospheric bliss to glue
Wishes, prayers and testimonies together
While pronouncing an awesome glowing weather
You can attest the touches of nature that bless today
Its opening prayer no doubt is for me in all its say
And as the trees continue to say AMEN, angels sing...
And enrich the fate of freewill that glorify my KING
My heart rejoice within me, oh buddy of young love
My lips pray of my wishes to be truly mine to live
As I age off hell with hope, grace and luck
Let nothing come what may have prayers suck
Be happy now and forever as always Wems
With God for you, future is a thing designs in poems
Be glad you've got to count this day healthily
In wisdom that path thanksgiving the route stealthily
Be joyous for love "J" shares is real
Mind not to give this head a big deal
May all good promises come to pass on time
To making me enjoy youthful ace through its prime
Glow on... wishes; stay calm to it
Lay all glee on the chill; breed for its hit
Happy birthday to Wems; a darling
Live long and dont be film stalling...
I took it upon myself to listen to myself
But the true reality is I am of His self
And He says but let all who take refuge in me be glad
It is soul sad that I ignore Our Father Elohim
Creator of all And everything and being
Let them ever sing for joy, to reject such
Would be sad, let us receive, rejoice be glad
12/24/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2025
I am light and fluffy
spun in a mixer with a bit of vanilla
I knew I was not going to be a common omelet
I would be an omelet du fromage
something good enough for Parisians and kings
Chef added tomatoes and pepper jack cheese
I was popping and kicking with excitement now
the people served were amazed
she smells wonderful! They told the chef
The chef and I both beamed
Glad to delight.
Like a Springtime of flowers
We begin to see the seed's powers.
The rain and sunshine calling
All the Winter freezing stalling.
So praise God in glad promise,
Bubbling up hope; nothing amiss
For you place your trust in Him.
He helps us not to sin.
Powerful Love thunders!
Break free from slavery
With Holy Spirit bravery.
I’m grateful while living in a country so riddled with guns
where random people and school children are killed every day…
Where we send thoughts and prayers then try quickly to forget…
That I am still alive…and haven’t been gunned down…yet.
I passed you on my path by chance,
by the bench where we once sat
with hands and hearts entwined.
You looked on through me
as if I were the fading apparition
you left when you said goodbye.
Your eyes saw past the flame of hurt,
that dying love ember left behind
as though you felt things that I did not.
Your head and hand turned to another
who laughed as you brushed her cheek
and pinked at your tender touch.
I’m almost glad I saw you there
for it fueled my footsteps forward.
I passed you with a terse nod
that said
… I’m almost glad you left.
Ya!! Glad to be me and proud to be me..
No one'd change and no one can be of mine..
I am always one who is living on me
Proudly representing who I am to be;
That one unique.. who's is always one
Loving myself about own that I am in mine
The thinkings, ideas , personality ,all make up in and out of my body..
I am precious!!
Looking to mirror reflecting me
I see the me that no one either can be.
Whatever I am , I am glad in my own
No matter how ,what personality others have
Coz the thing --
"I am always I that unique that no one has"
None can be perfect in everything
But what I can is always great in myself
That the society can neither see or say..
If ever they do they won't see the great..
That's the personality..
But.. ya I am always glad to be me
Ever and always by every way..
~ BHAYALINA
BAISHYA
Today I’m thankful that I’m different
have been since my birth…
from every other person upon this planet Earth…
Thankful our creators understood
how it would be a shame
how the world would be a boring place
If we al were the same.
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