When our lips meld in passions kiss,
we gather highs from nirvana's bliss.
While weed could help your mood soften
Dear roommate you toked too often
The pot you would smoke
On you played a joke
As you're at rest in a coffin
big puffy clouds
rarely seen; a Georgia high
soul returns to spacious place
Green Valley mountain
when it's red it’s time to drink
On a high; these puffy clouds
back in Georgia heat
green leaves love this Summer treat
sky eyes are dry; not a drop
Green Valley cacti
more than a drop of sunrise
in its tequila dry heat
I visit not move
to the Senora Desert
it creeps with dreadful shadows
Georgia has its own
familiar coyote, fox
so I’ll stay where I belong
dusty the old West
drunks, soiled doves, shootouts, Cowboys
you can still walk Tombstone streets
bawdy brothels lined
Collins Street back in the day
Georgia had its fill of sins
spring's divine gifts sing
notes composing spirits high ...
Florida is mute
My mind is in a wild frenzy; anticipation is to over the trees
Something special will soon happen; I feel this in my fiber
I am excited about the possibilities; there are a plethora
Settle down, some say; but how could I? It’s a grand day
A day for picnics, for beach balls, for carnivals and balloons
My bones are dancing with enthusiasm; my heart is thumping
I can feel the heartbeat in my neck too; my body knows
Something strange and wild and wonderful is happening.
This is a high like I have never had before; the ultimate high
Suddenly I realize that I have had this high before,
And after the high comes the lows.
Last week was filled with extreme highs and lows
Having a loved one with mental illness and substance abuse
Can be like that, with threats of suicide one day
And the decision to finally go to rehab the next
My own emotions swing with the circumstances
But a lot of times I feel numb, yet try to stay positive
With a smile on my face and in my mind,
I continually count my my blessings
Grateful that I still have my son with me,
Because we have come very close to losing him before
The swings are much better than a gut wrenching loss
Yet, the journey is still a tough road to travel
Tantalize, Hypnotize.
Insatiable lust fortifies
Monopolize. Imploring eyes.
Submit to temptation, mesmerize.
All signs of resistance attain demise.
Utter ecstasy, reaching unreachable highs.
Don't know what this guy would do
Without you peeps to brighten my day
You're worth more than all the gold in the world
Just to hear what you all have to say
The difference between a happy and sad day
Between sunshine and cloudy skies
With each of the loving words you send me
You turn my lows into highs
Happiness is free, it's there for the taking
Reach out and grasp the brass ring
Though some days we lose sight of this fact
And we lose our desire to sing
It doesn't take special talent or knowhow
We all have the ability to laugh
But sometimes though, life has a nasty habit
Sending negatives right off the graph
So when this happens, grab hold of the ring
Hang on for dear life, I implore
Till whatever's causing you grief and despair
Disappears and your faith is restored
Above 2nd heaven
Blackness spot
Parallel darkness
What’s day or night --
rise up, rocket shoot
Shot fly into the skies
past the pearl white blues
vision hues . . .
a moon color white
sun yellow in the sky
after launching rocket
Launch many heavens more
Does the outer space
Have a final high
Of yet how high
Does it go/ glow?
Height higher high
Deeper the debts--
Above 2nd heaven
Blackness spot
Parallel darkness
What’s day or night –
12/09/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
We cannot calm the turbulence in the open sky.
We must bear with its disharmony as it passes us by ~Quote by poet
Tempestuous moods erupt within, a tumultuous severe agitation
Brings forth undulating vibrations, exploding with a pounding pulsation
Retributions unholy, big blue-sky echoes with conflicting resound
When the balefully coarse maligning words mercilessly expound
Somedays gliding my way high through a stream of consciousness
Taken back by the waves soaring low to a destiny that seems endless
My soul, wrenched and wretched, lets loose from my clutching mind
Over the ocean, tempest-tossed above knotty seas less than kind
Excuse if you will my slashing unabiding, dismissive demeanor
Never shall I find where tides gently flow, and grass that is greener
Clashing and clawing through dark gathering clouds are my fate
Exit you my friend from my world and my presence before it’s too late
From palaces to huts, from courts to marriage halls, from forests to cities
All placed their heart in something beautiful.
once in a while when black magic arose in our minds we all meditated
to lords and supreme highs.
we built a place to worship either churches, mosques, or temples.
All the writers dropped the ink on the paper to write something positive.
we all believed in the supreme energy to maintain peace,
we aligned toward the universe and set our thoughts free.
we blessed our life with worship and peace
we defeated the black magic from every inch of our souls.
Don't know what this guy would do
Without you peeps to brighten my day
It's worth more than all the gold in the world
Just to hear what you all have to say
The difference between a happy and sad day
Between sunshine and cloudy skies
With each of the loving words you send me
You turn my lows into highs
Happiness is free, it's there for the taking
Reach out and grasp the brass ring
Though some days we lose sight of this fact
And we lose our desire to sing
It doesn't take special talent or knowhow
We all have the ability to laugh
But sometimes though, life has a nasty habit
Sending negatives right off the graph
So when this happens, grab hold of the ring
Hang on for dear life, I implore
Till whatever's causing you grief and despair
Disappears and your faith is restored
Cerulean highs,
I’m certain you brought that Sun,
sent an easy smile;
Rhythmic poster boy
your laughter is like a dance,
I can’t stop moving;
Every time you’re there
those melodic connections,
wild wide open art;
Glitters and stardust
bounce off the bright light of you,
even in silence;
Promise it wouldn’t matter
if all your guitars were gone.
I
Don't quit. You will win
Alcoholics Anonymous includes God
The lesson: You have a spirit key
That can take you to victory
Never give in: be it good or dark, addiction
Jesus for me, demoted love as emotion
II
Love is action, a verb
Not Conquest, Souvenir, Trophy to brag
On Facebook, social media, & kick to the kerb
The one you took pictures with: proof
You have what it takes to make IT luv U
So emotional highs & lows are addictions
Though sometimes abuse, not a crime
But I needed Jesus to help me discern
To make good judgment, hard with loved ones
After years of trying, bible education, power
Came in drops & drips: So, beloved don't quit
The good fight: fight for what's Good. Jesus did
The Winding Highway
It’s a long and winding highway
that’s leading one to Heaven’s door
But worth all the twists and the turns
afore reaching celestial shore.
Quote - Poets own
Spiritual health is one's wealth
Without God one's world falls apart
Those who deny Him become lost
And don't see the light for the dark.
What’s good for the spirit is when
One works hard to sustain wellness
To love with wondrous work of art
Eyes, voice and heart reveal it best.
There’s bound to be times when it’s tough
Whatever disasters may do
Put a smile on your face with grace
And walk with God’s yoke upon you.
Enjoy God's gifts along the way
What's meant for you will come to you
Whatever is to be will be
Life is a magnificent whoo.
There'll be a welcome in Heaven
When your life's walkathon is done
Waiting patiently there for you
Will be the Holy Three in One.
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25th November 2021
“W” New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Theme chosen - No.7 “Winding”
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