Hereon Poems | Examples

New Life Curriculum

Dreams continue as he pursues and fits into those new life shoes/
Steams of old morose songs singing sad blues in dark venues/
Has his hold paddling multiple life canoes/
His eyes mold maddening views of how not to use or misuse /
Less issues to load tissues and blow revenues /
He construes the con’s cruise how he’d abuse and throw a fuze /
Irrelevant spoofs but now he refuels and will refuse /
To lose how he broke a fuzed fool loose into bomb grooves /
Explodent raising the roof with booms and more proofs /
Next go sent is praising a nerd goof’s blurred sluice see through / 
An Oxymoron to use without suboxone, oxycontin or any proxy plottin /
That’s rotten like heroin in pill form not an option /
From hereon in I’m building and recovering /
I’ve beaten my cranial region and more covering/
It’s a pain in the neck and the back sore hovering /
Pain multiplied by the passion is what caused action /
The symptom is contamination leaving one ultimatum /
Create a new life curriculum to cure ick-n-glum

Dr Pepper

If you pop off like so Duh you’ll get carbonated by the greater leader/
Who’s lewd and balks will infuse and let loose the Dr. pepper/
True shrewd walks through new hues shake up and fizz out/
Who knew soft drink talks brewed late would diffuse and flatten down/
A few could have caught a case while flapping around/
There’s a new juice to use as you grew your own fruits /
To improve clues to truths of uncouth abuse  /
How you’ve misused the news and stayed true to loops of untruth/
Life continues in new shoes with cues to choose moves for your crew/
Lives renew his aiming from hereon in we’re here to zero in/
Peer on in at the position I’m a hero in /
I’ve never been as near or within a jeer on sin/
Freer I blend gas and gear up a poster man for my own loved ones/
Disband from that brand with new planned action no acts spun/
Just realism with no love from realization of the matter of faction

Love Us Never To Fail

Time again to make seal of our love...
goodness knows, so long over-due – 
Needing really to plant ours firmly to
define, Something just right for us two ~ of 
fondness both old and new: the years we have
dearly cared, all the intimacies 
divinely shared – and those times hereon 
we declare, for such love, one 
life nearly not enough to bear – So, this is to 
chronicle yesterday's embraces, also a crest 
about now – what's more, a song of 
tomorrow, then eternity, our finding a way 
somehow – for if seers, they wrongly informed 
us, and our preachers, their heaven though
precious but a tale, rely then we entirely on
love, having known love us never to fail.

Last Dance

LAST DANCE

           Now at end of journey, standing on verge
            detaching myself from emotive urge.
            Hereon death-point, life going to converge.
                                         Almost nigh is complete full stop.

          All achievements are over, naught to venture.
           Long Past to ruminate, useless Future.
           Excitement of life has lost its rapture.
                                      Last bell ringing loud, not to stop.

         Introspection only invites boredom.
        “Listen-Ignore-Forget”: Old-age wisdom.
         New Generation allows space seldom.  
                                  Feeling shy, Last Dance needs a stop.

          Got lots: Naught is mine, all gone forever.
           Seems, I am trounced in life-long endeavor.
          All dark in posthumous behavior.
                                   Silent secret sigh, I can’t stop.

   07/13/21

A Through Z On Fire

Alligator alley always answers
Bringing bulbous batches of bubbles
Creatively and curiously cavorting 
Deliberately denying and distorting
Elusive energy and enthusiasm
From freakish forwarding fanatics who foresee
Glorious globs of grotesque gossip
Hereon, hereto and herewith heralded
In illustrious illumination indicating ideas 
Joyfully and joyously justifying
Kibitzing kindnesses of kith and kin
Labelling luxurious languages, lumping them as lovely.
Manifesting monstrous maniacal mystical miracles
Needing Nirvana and Never-never-land nuisances
Opposed to outrageous ornateness and ordinariness.
Persecuting prideful pompousness and prissiness.
Respectfully receiving responsible rectifiable residents
Such serious succulent sensuous senatorial secrets!
Truth touching tremendous thunderous tentacles
Understating understandably undeniable underlying unity
Verifying villainous vexing vindicators 
Willfully wishing willy-nilly wispy ways will work wonders
‘Xpecting ‘xceptionally ‘xperimental ‘xperts
Yoking the young and youthful,
Zippy zealots showing zany zesty zealous ways.

Birth Again On This World

We all are passer byes...
Traveling eternity skies
In heaven then born in sin;
Placed on this earth to be born again
Why must we try to be good
Why oh, why must we die hereon this world

1/8/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019 ©

My Sleepy Cat

She eats aplenty, plays, and sleep 
My cat does nothing more, hereon 
Dozes well, adept at count'ng sheep
Wakes to stretch, mouth a gaping yawn

She stands up, bends, and turns a some
Lays back asleep- to no avail
Naps last, until, the day is done
Come night-time, a different tale

Are All My Poetries Thus Enwritten: a Query Posed Poetically To My Fellow Poets Hereon

If I may, to my fellow would-be poets, 
Hereon pose an imperative query
(Yet mostly destitute of the greatest urgency),
Then I who, in the gross majority of my inditings hereon,
Am of quite a Shakespearean and Miltonian bent:
Yet in the years succeeding the terminus of my schooling,
During the everlasting course thereof, I learned many a thing 
Indeed an immense preponderancy of such, 
And among these congeries of learning, there can be accounted 
Even a myriad of the manifold precepts of poetry 
And the fiats and decrees, commandments and 
Ordinances governing it;
Yet for all of the sufficiency and yet preponderance of 
Poetic enlightenment and enrichment, I recall nary a thing
Thereof! 
It may be inborn, inherent, 
Ingrained, innate...
But do I, who is of a Shakespearean ilk, 
To my fellow aspiring poets, writers, and poet-writers ask:
Is this, or aught of my other poems, in anything
Remotely likened to the metrical sort that he and Milton were 
Wont to use?
And an it be so, 
Beteem me to learn its name, 
And an so, is't truly termed by that sobriquet 
Known as "iambic pentameter"? 
Is it in this that I write?
Are all my poesies thus enwritten?

The Best Medicine

Creative writing is for those 
who like to make us ponder,
their meanings can be hidden,
cause our feeble minds to wonder,
esoteric pieces puzzle,
leave us with uneasy feelings,
better that we entertain
and trash the doubts and double dealings.


Humor is the best medicine,
limericks are sure to please,
especially when we're mired and stuck,
and need to set our minds at ease.
I have written words... O jeez!
just cast your eyes on my 'Ennui,'
a twentieth century group of deadbeats,
not soulful creatures just like you and me!


So I will try from hereon out
to enrich this happy place,
indulge my failing sense of humor
fill you up with style and grace.
Are belly laughs permissible?
you bet, the more the merrier,
I will test your funny bone,
so you'd better WATCH THIS SPACE!

The Best Medicine

Creative writing is for those 
who like to make us ponder,
their meanings can be hidden,
cause our feeble minds to wonder,
esoteric pieces puzzle,
leave us with uneasy feelings,
better that we entertain
and trash the doubts and double dealings.


Humor is the best medicine,
limericks are sure to please,
especially when we're mired and stuck,
and need to set our minds at ease.
I have written words... O jeez!
just cast your eyes upon my 'Ennui,'
a twentieth century group of deadbeats,
not soulful creatures just like you and me!


So I will try from hereon out
to enrich this happy place,
indulge my failing sense of humor
fill you up with style and grace.
Are belly laughs permissible?
you bet, the more the merrier,
I will test your funny bone,
so you'd better WATCH THIS SPACE!

The Best Medicine

Creative writing is for those 
who like to make us ponder,
their meanings can be hidden,
cause our feeble minds to wonder,
esoteric pieces puzzle,
leave us with uneasy feelings,
better that we entertain
and trash the doubts and double dealings.


Humor is the best medicine,
limericks are sure to please,
especially when we're mired and stuck,
and need to set our minds at ease.
I have written words... O jeez!
just cast your eyes upon my 'Ennui,'
a twentieth century group of deadbeats,
not soulful creatures just like you and me!


So I will try from hereon out
to enrich this happy place,
indulge my failing sense of humor
fill you up with style and grace.
Are belly laughs permissible?
you bet, the more the merrier,
I will test your funny bone,
so you'd better WATCH THIS SPACE!

The Best Medicine

Creative writing is for those 
who like to make us ponder,
their meanings can be hidden,
cause our feeble minds to wonder,
esoteric pieces puzzle,
leave us with uneasy feelings,
better that we entertain
and trash the doubts and double dealings.


Humor is the best medicine,
limericks are sure to please,
especially when we're mired and stuck,
and need to set our minds at ease.
I have written words... O jeez!
just cast your eyes upon 'Ennui,'
a twentieth century group of deadbeats,
not soulful creatures just like you and me!


So I will try from hereon out
to enrich this happy place,
indulge my failing sense of humor
fill you up with style and grace.
Are belly laughs permissible?
you bet, the more the merrier,
I will test your funny bone,
so you'd better WATCH THIS SPACE!

Flexabullyty

The issues here, the me, mine grant
encountering the costs regress,
if I am able, be it manned
to overrate would not be best.

First land, then water, deportees
are waiting to know where all stand
the water flows, the earth submits
now people have to fit esprit'

They lost their space, then forced to flee
food giants fixed the till to pick
the best of country, labor, plea
now children are at risk to fit!

A President knows not what to state
the corporate bow once more needs wit,
apologize thinking for your fate
a person's feelings contradicts!

The media not invited here
what will this verdict nation's pit
a friendly grace would not be clear
the anger so attuned predicts.

Just let us go ~  the contraband
mars freedom, from a free man's hand
the controversy loses scan
trust's had it ~ from hereon stays damned!

We Will All Be Saved

We Will All Be Saved

Sinning has become part of my past
Looks like I just performed my last
Even though small like singe swallow
From hereon God I will always follow

If I were only nothing and a void
God with me would not be annoyed
What I wanted was to have fun
And still love God who is Holy One.

Once in a while seemed somewhat bad
Fortunately for me God never got mad
Light from God's son on me did stream
That night I did have another dream

While My son Jesus was here on earth
No one knew what he was really worth
And so many bets people would wager
That it was My Son born in a manager

Now for a while Jesus has been here
And you now will have nothing to fear
He is a great child who was well-behaved
One day by Him we will all be saved.

Ballad of Thunder

The beautiful birch stands proud and tall

When wind blows in autumn some of her leaves will fall

Suddenly as the air grows dense the angry skies pull in the soul

The dark cloud in the center of the vortex inspiring awe as the thunder will roll



The fury of the storm is like devil himself would spawn

The separation of everything to maximum power has its dawn

The force continues to expand eon after eon

With true time being absolute because it has to be and word absolute is dead on



In this true time the existence of reverse death will fall

Beyond all control

As on birches bark for protection is written key to the soul

The benign light of the divine appears beyond the thunder smiling upon all



It will be ability of mage hereon 

That will come from unknown land maybe US Africa Europe maybe even Asia or Ceylon 

At his visage light will shine upon

And he will break out of his shell like life breaks from inside the stone

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