The master's hand
Ingeniousness
Has no limit.
God created the earth*, devoid of dearth
along His perfect wisdom’s very best
making mankind to be wondrously blest
in paradise of Mother Nature’s mirth.
Amidst are amazing places indeed
like a large marine cavern or Blue Hole
as Dragon Hole, Great Blue Hole, Dean’s Blue Hole
showing supreme marine artistic deed.
Designed by great sovereign handicraft
blue holes offer expeditious nurture
scuba-diving and swimming adventure
or thrill afloat ecological raft.
Exhilarating bliss toward deep plunge
blue hole-explorations propel drive-grants
exposing mysteries of water rants…
inviting me for faith’s miracle-lunge.
*Isaiah 45:18 For thus saith the LORD that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain…
June 2, 2021
Honorable Mention, "Blue Hole" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco; judged on 6/5/2021.
Marigold
In a kingdom full of honeysuckles
Remembering many lavender, silent protons
The moon-flower laughed
I am shorn of their handicraft
I awoke and flung spikes of the cactus
Remembering many grand flora, ferny embroiderers
And so you came gently purring along the grasses
Still is whirring, still is whirring
As of someone gently transferring, transferring
I heard a verbatim, muffled obtaining
And the hollyhocks never cottoning
Much I marveled the bamboo foxglove
As crab grass pushes and shoves
Deep into that darkness sewing
I felt compelled to sniff the mallows
In a kingdom full of honeysuckles
As the breeze through leaves against the- - -
Marigolds
4/16/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
AND SO IT BEGINS…
My choice calling, calling out for me to choose;
And so it begins…
The revelation upon which I must witness good news;
So begins…
As I reel in those feelings, getting to know my muse;
Ever aware of God and Jesus the Good News---
And so it begins…
And so it begins…
I view the glorious arrangements;
Of the Master’s handicraft, so begins
For you see my God’s brilliants;
And ‘m in awe of all the beauty that He’s done;
He’s the only one, that begun; (He’s Creator Masterful One)
And it’s in His love that He chosen and His heart is wide open—
I believe, yes I believe in Him cause, I rather see Him at His mercy seat;
Than see Him at His Judgment seat
This is my covenant, this is my choice, to sin or sin not…
I do believe in Jesus, Jesus the Christ my soul sings—alleluia
And so it begins…..
2/12/19
AND SO IT BEGINS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier |
Tree Art-God's Design
Many puffballs clusters cling to tree
making one want to take a picture
to capture the beauty of God's
handicraft of perfect design
Please stay let me look on
Handicraft of the sun
White tilts and the blue curves
Silver mingling with gold
In your silent round cups
Brimming with the moisture
Message of the fountains
Infusion in the pen
Please stay silent as you
are now, in your pink mood
Do play with the soft beams
Give birth to the poetry
Short-lived are hanging grapes
As long as they're silent
Slight hustle and bustle
Rob them of the wine cups
Stay silent and let me
satiate my windows
Then when you get too warm
Come down in the pink rains
July 4, 2018
In the glow from
the slow flame of
the gas oven
In the red hue of
the sweet melon stew
In the pearl sweat drops of
the labour of love
In the looks of
the stars in our eyes
A savour, a pleasure, we are
charmed we are warmed
Outside
The jasmine tree
is making the handicraft of
heart filling smell
That tells
The stories of
curing the worries of
our birds in the cages
of lonely pages
The guests
Reflecting the restlessness
of their tongues
Following the flavour from the kitchen
Rich in almond and honey
Licky and yummy
Much hoped rain soaked breeze arrives
Hum the beehives
The husbands and the wives
The parents and the children
The brothers and the sisters
The boyfriends and the girlfriends
The boy and the girl
The summer kitchen swirl
The dinner tables gurgle
The gourmet summer meal from your hands
The sands swaying in the ocean
July 3, 2018
Bewitching and beguiling in nature and in art,
Every where the handicraft of God imparts
Alluring scenes for eyes to taste,
Uplifting spirits. Gifts not to be consumed in haste;
They must be savored, full and slow,
Imbibed into the eye and mind, tableaus
Filled with soul food, rich and sweet,
Ubiquitous treasures found down any street
Love treads with open eyes and heart.
Copyright, December 31, 2015
Faye Lanham Gibson
A providential miracle,
she captivated me
from birth.
She embodied
an innocence and
wholesome purity
of such sublime quality
that I instantly knew
only God could create
such an extraordinary wonder.
I felt like a child
with his first pet
when I saw her
and I was drawn to her
like a magnet of love
that bonded and sealed
human life.
I was compelled to
cuddle this creative
miracle and marvel at
God’s handicraft.
From that moment on
she would forever be
the special entity
I called “precious pet.”
When her sister arrived
I was beside myself
with pride.
Immersed in gratitude
and drenched in joy
I could hardly fathom
my good fortune..
Sweet as sugar
and cuddly like a bear,
she possessed a sparkle and
spirit that defined fun
and spelled felicity.
From that very instant
she would forever be
my precious –
little “Sugar-bear.”
Like a trophy case
with twin Oscars
these sibling darlings
would grow in to my
proudest accomplishment.
They were and remain
inestimable female prizes
that would make any dad
beam with pride
and proudly proclaim -
“that’s my daughter!”
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