The sun came out, and the temperature rose. Is it Spring? Has the clock said so? We feel a light to our steps, a warming of the heart. Is it Spring? People have changed their winter coats for soft sweaters and jackets. Is it Spring? The birds have come back. The trees are full with leaves and your heart feels a certain lift. Yes, it is Spring and you feel it.
Colors are in bloom. People want to talk. All of the different languages seems to come together. What makes it Spring? Is it just the weather? No, its that feeling of light heartedness. That moment when you know, the snow is gone and your body takes on that magnificant glow. People feel light, people feel free and so it begins that movement of me.
The colors and Oh, I forget to tell about the smells. Oh yes, how great the odor of Spring. Like the flavors of violet and lavender, lemons and apples, taste it. Taste it, feel it, and smell it. Spring has arrived.
Is this music made of magic?
Or does it vent its violence
fired by fury, fuelled by force?
Does music trip Milton’s light fantastic
with nimble heartedness -
or fight with furore, feast on frenzy?
It can be a disease, fanatical,
as these hands, these fingers,
these tips, these nails
perform, carry out their execution.
I wonder with fixed eyes as I take that punch,
or deliver one in this duel we did not choose.
(14 Jan 2025)
On one's perspective considering
that you are skillfully of being an
illusionist, a magician that you
strategically elude, distort and
pursue to overpower my kindness
and intelligence for weakness with
your finesse, with void of your
tactlessness maybe reference to
repeatedly distracting and pulling
my strings are your a puppet master?
Manipulating my every move, thoughts
and opinions, your words are comparable
to butter smooth, a excessive jive
talker with a quickness, a dealer a
warden of someone else's mind a
monoplizer of someone other
person's vulnerability. A excessive
finnesser must be your technique
also strategies, On the otherhand
nothing lasts permanently whilst
false heartedness is involved and
triviality isn't easy in one's mind.
Celebrate,
celebrate having known her,
her shallow depth and deep cold-heartedness
the seriousness that was ever there,
the facade, the pump and pain.
Celebrate the knowledge you are privileged to share,
with your family and friends, knowledge through unsavory remembrance.
Justice is but a walking shadow,
always whispering high tide, fresh bread.
And I have to yell back, no pennies, Prima Donna!
Here comes my beautiful Ada!
The flower of my youth
Elegant and sure footed
Poised to conquer the world
A gazelle of inestimable beauty
Resilient and full of
Joie de vivre and open heartedness
Ada no one is like you
And no one can ever be like you
You are beautifully and wonderfully made
Rise and lighten up global
Entertainment firmament
For the world is your oyster
La Cavalera Catrina 1910-1930:
An etching by cartoonist and lithographer, José Guadalupe Posada
Of a Garbancera, elegant skull, an upper-class woman of the Porfiriata
Has become a character icon of the Mexican “Día de Los Muertos”
A celebration of life in which it is much believed or “muy fuertos”
That the spirits of the dead are to return to their home
with relatives on these two days to spend time, it’s well known
Writing “calaveritas” which are short, humorous poems shared
With family and friends who show how much they cared
About a living person, how they died, then published to publicize
In magazines and newspapers, mostly celebrities and politicians to satirize
There is art that is added to the light-heartedness of the occasions
Skeletons drinking, dancing, and celebrating, depicted in humorous situations
Sugar skulls or calaveras made as edible or decorative skulls for the day
Another tradition, they are baked from either sugar called Alfeñiques or clay
It is custom to see sugar skull makeup on children, adults in array
to represent departed souls for Day of the Dead and All Souls Day
Finding the existence of something which never existed,
Heart went on and on despite the mind staunchly resisted,
'Kind-heartedness' was the one considered to be vulnerable,
'Presence of mind' became the one to be contrarily susceptible!
Ingratitude is the desire of tears,
Fire the cold void in my heart,
You plunge a chiliad spicules to save my heart,
Forging comprehension in that bliss,
Holding my hand back in the devil's den,
We faced it all,
We are bestowed by the priest,
I take you to be mine,
In heartseases, heartaches and heartedness...
We culminate on this day,
Valentine's roses on our heartstrings...
Salt is good
But if salt itself loses its taste
With what can its flavor be restored
It is fit neither for the soil nor for the manure pile
It is thrown out
Whoever has ears to hear ought to hear [LK 14:34-35]
There was a story written for you
Guess you didn’t want to see it through
There was a light that burned deep within
Always a wonder, and questioning
There was a truth buried in lies
I always saw beneath your blue eyes
There was a faith draped with fear
The lenses all blurry, not seeing clear
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot see you, see you again
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot see you, see you again.
I saw you suffer, I saw you cry
I saw your dreams slip you by
I saw your landslides
and I saw the rooms
You never wanted me to walk through
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot see, you see you again
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot wait to see you again.
I saw your failures
I saw regrets
I saw the things that made you fret
I saw the door way
with arms opened wide
Now you're in heaven
on the other side.
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot see you see you again
Who am I to judge?
Just a broken heartedness
I cannot wait to see you again.
I love you forever
RIP 5/26/21
DRS
“In Kindness we should be selflessness compassionate with sympathy
While understanding benevolences benignity friendliness in hospitality.
Amiability with public-spiritedness generosity with quality of being friendly,
Being generous considerate Always! In thanks giving being thankful for them
Those with kindness and in do we should support
So in kindliness goodwill affectionateness gentleness
Tenderness concerns care gentleness for our fellow man, unselfishness selflessness altruism compassion sympathy understanding big-heartedness courteousness in public-spiritedness
humaneness mercifulness decency love bounteousness as indulgence genuine patience
tolerance graciousness God is so lenience amidst His Jesus character humaneness
Mercifulness graces decency should be us selflessness compassionate with sympathy”
tolerance are those
that persistent their love for
humanity kinds
8/16/21
Kindness Poetry Contest
Haibun poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Call it kindness or kind-heartedness, helpfulness or humanity, compassion or sympathy, all human attributes, yet, sometimes it is felt that Nature often scores over humanity. The poet here that observes trees envies them, their flowers and fruits. He envies bees and butterflies, for, they seem to live for others, be kind to each other and support others of their kind, even mankind. How much humans care for them? Here, they seem to respond to him:
We feel there’s no choice,
They all said and in one voice,
From kindness come joys,
Stop living in greed,
There’s enough for every need,
Kindly care to give,
Joy there’s in giving—
For its own sake, enjoying,
Not for self to live!
_____________________________
Haibun |11.08.2021|
For Kindness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Macintosh
What happens when sadness is blue;
When all the sorrows in campus embrace and follow you;
Sadness regrets unhappiness;
Demons of dejection miseries depression;
Regrets
What happens when sadness in despair;
Suffers feeling sad miserable;
All the sorrows in campus embrace stills following you;
What should you do
Retreat
When sorrows blue;
What do you do;
Stop-resist
Walk away from the sorrow
Defeat the depression the madness obsession
Tell sadness despair to get out of here
When down heartedness despondency blooms
Just walk away smile say out loud
Sorrow and sadness get out of here
Nothing here but joy and happiness
Shall travail sadness, sorrows, blues away
5/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Outlander center
An equal, mood firmness sneak
on the heartedness
No one has ever become poor by giving – Anne Frank
Give the gift of a kind word
To someone who needs encouraging
Give a gentle smile to one
Who may be feeling lonely or blue
Give the gift of charity
To everyone around you
Give the gift of inspiration
To someone who needs motivation
Give a happy thought of caring
To one who isn’t filled with pleasure
Give the gift of compassion
To everyone around you
Give the gift of affection
To someone who needs warm thoughts
Give a sense of purpose
To one who feels downcast
Give the gift of empathy
To everyone around you
Give the gift of helpfulness
To someone who needs assistance
Give a sense of hopefulness
To one who shares your home
Give the gift of kind-heartedness
To everyone around you
Give the gift of reassurance
To someone who needs praise
Give your appreciation
To one who sees you today
Give the gift of true concern
To everyone around you
Give the gift of hope, faith and love
To someone who needs the One
Christmas is celebrating for
Jesus, God’s only Son
Merry Christmas – with love
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