Ariana shrugged, taking her turn,
trying to beat his rebound.
Josh clapped and mocked her,
his grimace ringing through the pinball.
Josh pulled a satellite
and held it to the wind.
His eyes, full of coldness, met hers.
“Ready to fly it?” he asked,
handing her the firebomb.
Ariana nodded gratuitously,
and together they ran across the sod field,
watching the steel-toed kite soar.
Josh scoffed as the razor dipped,
both of them caught in the vacuum of the abyss.
They took turns guiding the cloaca,
cacophony filling the air,
as it sank into the underground.
As candidate of popularity contest
In generating school fund was like a test
I’ve witnessed my parents' full support
Selling big grilled chicken was their last resort.
We got lots of visitors who came to bid
My dad pleaded, “Please do this for my kid!”
From ten thousand pesos, old men bid higher
Closed at fifty thousand, I was the winner!
At School Foundation Day, they crowned me queen
Teachers bought brooms, dust pans and garbage bins
We thanked the rich man for buying our chicken,
In returned, he asked us to court my dad’s sister, Len.
steadfast canopy
blue skies of hope lifting heads
mimicking the sea
I held her in my heart with such regards;
I dream of visions she was my love;
Though my heart beats I wasn’t sure;
My love for her was not grandeur;
But yet, Blessed, Holy and Pure;
11/17/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Summer, amid green valley's highest peaks
Through the woods air's sweet release carry on.
Birds quiet among leaves still far withdrawn.
Shade of carmine leaves bath in golden steaks.
Labyrinth fields sun's freedom to rally.
Horned owl rides the air stream, into darkness
Against the fading moonlight's hunt stillness
Joy flying in silence dilly-dally.
Cicadas sing loudly, nymphs mating song;
Graceful gray mourning doves forage in pairs
soft cooing sound, comforting that is theirs
A wee surprise exquisite bliss lies long.
Drizzling sunshine and showers creation,
Promising poetic inspiration.
6/11/2023
Pope has the highest authority in the Church
In fact
The only higher authority in the Church is Our Lord Himself
Poem Written: 1072023
Time Written: 10:07a.m.
Poetry Form: Haiku
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Madah: Highest Be Praised
Yes, praise be to the Highest,
Yes, praise be to the Highest above them all,
Praise be true to the king that rule,
Praise be the realm his people's home,
Praise be the milestone a king and his throne,
Yes, praise be to the Highest,
Yes, praise be to the Highest above them all,
Praise be an empire, built by love's desire,
Praise be passing looks of history books,
Praise be an emperor empire's virtuous measurer,
Yes, praise be to the Highest,
Yes, praise be to the Highest above them all,
Praise be to our Lord of the Most High!
2022 August 26
Ink to God
Happy Birthday Grandma
We knew each other without knowing
Great Kingdom
Unbelievable
Beauty You know
The promenade on foot
Good
God at our side
Our world here
It's a paradise
Thank you
The treasure inside of you
Must come out through the evolution of pressure!
Kites rise highest against the wind—not with it!
The gift of hope is in pressure!
Humans have the ability to cope
Holding on to the rope of certainty is a matter of faith!
Let your life not fear the wind of change
Because pressure will simply rearrange your character!
Kites rise highest against the wind—not with it!
Dark days reveal the fact that
Everything in life has a season!
Kites rise highest against the wind—not with it!
The gift of hope is in pressure!
Humans have the ability to cope
Holding on to the rope of certainty is a matter of faith!
Therefore, you can use pressure to rise above any situation
Because the treasure inside of you
Must come out through the evolution of pressure!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
Shuffling down the mountainside
or scaling highest heights?
A look-to-the-future attitude
helps one get it right
Emptiness may come in the form of
Poverty caused by the lack of the esssentials for life
Struggling by emptying energy to earn a living
And satisfaction on a give and take basis for happiness
But the highest stage is satisfaction
Take pressureless, greedless, selfishless and guiltless to yourself
And give away donations and sympathy for others
the highest flight
who does is the wing,
not the bird...
the farthest flight
who does is the dream
not the wing...!
I once bowled a three hundred and one
Someone told me that couldn't be done
I said, "I've done it before...
When I had bowled my high score...
I had bowled a three hundred...and WON"
I cry when I listen to this song
Memories
Flowing
Back to me
The heartbreaks
The wonderful encounters
The laughs
The tears
Time has healed me
I see
And my tears have given me
Clarity
And gratefulness
For those who have
Stayed with me
At my darkest
And have celebrated with me
At my highest
Spontaneously
Living life now
Mauna Kea is 44K,
Mount Everest is 29K,
Kea is measured from ground level,
Everest is on a shelf level.
Date: 08/31/2019
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