Me Thinketh you Doth Puteth a spell on me!
My heart Doth Fluttereth like a Flutterbly.
Your Thundereth, Thumpereth, where Dareth I be,
Your Busteth a Musteth, or Assureth I die!
Death is not to fear
As long as she stays away
I will not call her
Pretty pink sunset
I've got you on my mind
I long for you to be here
To share this late day find
It's one thing we've in common
Amongst many other things
We like to view the sunset
In a way it's like it sings
A brilliant colored cadence
The coda for the day
Heralding the terminator
In deepening shades of gray
Separating day from night
Soon it will be dark
The perfect time for holding hands
And looking at the stars
Gaze out into space with me
The distances so vast
Until I reach the end of it
My love for you will last
I hope to see you later
In my ever present dreams
Of you and I together
If you could only see me beam
Hark the happy herald angels sing
Bethlehem has ushered in a King
Peace on earth, mercy mild, good will to men.
Humble birth is a magnificent win.
Hark the happy herald angels sing
Star in the east has shown us a King
Animal in stable take a knee
Most wondrous sight they’ll ever see
Hark the happy herald angels sing
Christian’s faithful rejoice, and bells ring
Jesus Christ our Savior has come to Earth
Today we celebrate our Hero’s birth.
Hark, hark, I am trying to park
Do you think this a big lark
In big cities across America today ~
Parking's the leading cause of hair turning gray
Hark
The captain spoke to the sick and starving
As he bobbled on the bow
And began
We will go there
Pointing his crooked finger as his dark, salty body dropped
But with each upsurge he made another point
You are here because you got lost
I'm here to take you home
Down surge
I'm not sure we will make it
Upsurge
But you have strong oars made of Spanish mahogany one at a time
Down surge
Some of you are weaker and will think of dying
Upsurge
Others will pick you up because you are worthy of love
Down surge
Your stomachs are full of toxic blubber meat
Upsurge
You will endure for the purpose of Her
hug at port, wet and tired and lost
Down surge
You will not endure if you are proud
Upsurge
Down surge
And just his eyes.
Only sounds of orphaned oars and flapping sails and rusty rudders.
Two whales appear, each pick a side.
Guiding, with twin wakes, and moving the boys toward there
Upsurge
Down surge
The whales were moving them there.
Screaming to their distant loved ones
I'll be home soon
Hark the bliss hum, at play within
It Is Holy Spirit
Cave of heart’s open, go therein
Love judges not merit
Sing God’s praise in chorus
Making heart now porous
Flaming, living torus
Be to become
Hark the bliss hum
05-May-2022
Quietus
They dress up in all their finery seeking to impress
A new tuxedo, a famous designer's latest dress
The women move around on high heels
Skin as smooth as satin following numerous peels
Frozen smiles plastered on each made up face
Always keeping up with the pace
Manicured hands shake those of the wealthy
Tanned, glowing and healthy
Watching simply takes your breath away
Bravo! Who is the best actress today?
God
invites
us to join
Him, in our heart
but thoughts interfere,
shrouding is in dark fear,
creating a looming chasm
between God and our soul within,
which remains until we surrender,
by melding head with heart, aligned with love.
Please understand that love employs no force,
thus waiting for as long as it takes
for us to awake from stupor,
exiting game of shadows,
bemused not by maya,
choosing God alone,
love enabled
and blissful
at our
core.
21-October-2021
Notes: Mama Mia! PS says ‘enabled has 2 syllables, not 3
R. Kelly did meet Lucy Furr
But - dang it all - she did not purr!
He sang, "Bum Rap"
But that was crap
Because his peers would not concur
We cannot see the rays of the sun
yet
its shadows,shadow everyone
We cannot see the wind blowing free
yet
we hear the rustling of a tree
We cannot know how the Spirit moves
for
with earthly eyes,we cannot see
&yet
in thought,the truth,
He speaks to me.
| Year Posted 2010
Hark!
It’s getting dark!
Long gone to nest, the lark…
But for the mongrels
Good nominees for Satan’s laurels,
Just for their vicious teeth that spark,
Time to interminably bark
And liberties take
With canines; uncanny mark
That resilient flesh break,
On their victims in amusement parks
Producing un-amusing facsimile of shark’s.
Night guard dogs,
Forever, I have cancelled night jogs.
Let
us here
now listen
in surrender,
to the gentle voice
of our conscience within,
showing soul clues to align
with Gods ever present love throb,
urging that we choose now to return,
to the domain of love and light, our home.
Subtle voice speaks to us in soft whispers,
since love never employs use of force.
Thus, we must listen in silence,
with ego borne thoughts still,
yearning for the reunion
of our lower mind,
first with our soul,
next spirit
and then,
God.
31-May-2021
inner silence
innocence seeks
conscience parlance
03-December-2020
...by gone past former shores of lands mishandle!;
Alas disoriented having lost one's bearings;
adrift going round in circles at sea darkness covers;
Hark! I hear Atlantis calling...
As the sea brings me light the candles;
Of the painted blacken skies;
Hark! I hear Atlantis calling...
Yet still alive, lost amidst the waters;
Prince Namor whose off the deck;
Surfaces on to this timeless wreck;
Whom am I to descend and at what cost;
unable to find one's way; "Help! We're lost!"
Treading waters seas shallows
Of the painted blacken skies;
Hark! I hear Atlantis calling...
11/03/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019 ©
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