The rhymes scheme is somewhat borrowed from Edgar Allan Poe's "Eldorado". Sorry Edgar.
For breakfast, lunch,
or possibly brunch,
as fruits and vegetables go,
the best to eat,
the ultimate treat,
is the glorious avocado.
A fare unique,
a veritable freak,
as fruits and vegetables go -
you’ll never see
a vegetable on a tree -
the glorious avocado.
No, you’ve never seen
a food of grinch green.
Is it fruit or vegetable, though?
Indulge your itch
for smooth and rich -
the glorious avocado.
‘Twould say if could speak
“You need no longer seek,
in the fruit and vegetable row,
the fruit, supreme.
I am your dream -
the glorious avocado".
shimmering days leave
sun’s cozy warmth and bright shine
fade tiptoeing soft
recollections tucked in heart
pining for amber grandeur
Gaze upon the glorious decay.
Gaze upon the glow of pitch blackness.
Cut through the flames, Sword of Hades.
Grow tall and strong my flower,
O’ Blackened Sunflower.
Decay of flames, my Sunflower.
Inspired by my poem “The Black Sunflower” 3/5/2026
All my glorious plans for the day
the sun arrives ~ they fade away
Alas, ‘tis a tire, a tire o’thy ire
Hilli-ho! Bless ye enlightenment so,
O wonder is glutinous’n glory
Ho! So deem thee glutinous whence basking’n this glory!
Some push, some pull, cutting so deftly with idle energy
Chirrup! Ho, chirrup! Dance, do prance anyhow, everyhow
Professing unlike the former, latter insignificant thoughts
Chirrup! Why, clear away!
F’why hath this matter so?
Gladly glaze the superstition that supper is but brief
Conduct thee here, pulsing, thriving, alive here so
Bold young brooding worrywart
Thwart ye worries, in excitement and ecstasy and boyish buoyancy
And in an unbroken light enlighten, ho!
Stream beneath thee, bequeath thy soul!
F’one shall bask in glutinous glory afterall!
Yo-ho! Resolve thee, t’be a bran-new barmy mare.
28//1//26
God’s eternal
Love which
Outshines man’s vain
Religiosity. His word
Inspires us to show mercy to
Others and
Use our resources to
Share with all who are in need
Treasure hunting
glossy objects--
as glorious
Easter Sunday ends.
Thanking Jesus,
for some eggs,
chocolatey wabbits,
Heaven's cream gems.
I
Looked at
Glorious
Day’s end sunset
Took away my breathe
A miracle
Nature is
A gift
His
--ALLAH GLORIOUS
Keep in mind, in your mind
Hamd is praise, Glorious
Allah Glorious
Is before us, He’s Glorious
He’s the greater praise
Mine in Him He is awe
In all He’s everything
Hamd praise
Is as greater as is Hallelujah
02/17/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Mmmm Mmmm delicious and yummy !
What a glorious day, I'm feeling rich !
It helps that I'm handsome ~
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Oh what a day!
an ocean sky and rays bright enough to probe a grateful mind
a beautified path laid before me to distract from what haunts behind
a bounty of abundance in every direction, still the air is freshest north
the birds sing for me and the trees dance with every step forth
liberation rests in my feet and stagnation fears me
my future is promised colourful, even beyond what I can see
Oh what a beautiful night!
the moon welcomes me home with such harmonious light
reminding me that beauty has no preference
reflecting on the bounties from the day
strengthening my soul from leading astray
love has sewn itself into my hide
the rays gifted to my mind brighten my vision
a reminder that life must be conquered without intercession
a life unenjoyed is like a starved appetite
a bird whose wings refuse to take flight
let us remain in the intoxicating stupor of internal delight
Gum boots all spit and polished, clothes all spick, and span
We are all off to church to give thanks to this glorious land
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
Each man has given his labour, every woman given her toil
As children brought up with a given politeness, not to spoil
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
We fought all our devils to be able to call this land our own
Only the Lord’s book in our hands as we enter the unknown
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
Stood fortified in our faith for the dreams we could achieve
For each seed that’s planted and in it we then could believe
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
Reaped in all our harvests, from all the fruits of our labours
Gave thanks and praises &, supported all of our neighbours
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
Now today we rejoice in our finest clothes and good voices
More so as revel in our pride of making all the right choices
For this glorious land
For this glorious land
Autumn twilight remembers, breathe
Shadows envelop the singsong colors of dreams
Who are brisk as the purgatory where summer’s grace
Quietly cheers as the impatient feel of autumn
Replaces the sun with waves of orange and gold
Mahagony memories, bold – flames of the season’s tears
airy peak
above eagle's wings
glorious
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9/29/2025
Some stories are said
to belong to the wise
to men who have lived long
and know age inside out.
But my mother’s story
is not bound to sages
it can be told by anyone
who ever saw her light.
She lived a life
not made for applause
but etched in undying strength
written on leaves of resilience.
She fought her illness so long
that time itself grew weary
and though her body yielded
her spirit remained unbroken.
On her deathbed she prayed
her voice was as calm as a flow downhill
Even as her last breath left
she smiled like she is not bothered by death
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