Palate filled with zest
Flavor caressed my breath
Nevertheless i'm a vessel
My true essence is my soul
Eternally I am destined whole
I've arrived call horizontally crescent
While being unequivocally blessed
8/28/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
from medulla horizontally till shoulder blades
up to the Bindu zone on back of head
bliss magnetism steadily hums
and palms inhibition shed
space as usual is a wave
orifice at the fontanel expands
stillness shines as a luminous rainbow
dawn our glowing toroidal heart understands
Fish out of water;
Are birds with wings?
That fly in the 2nd firmament”;
Worms crawling on the ground;
Are men laden postured, horizontally sounded
Liberated in prayer ;
3/16/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2026©
I whom is a rock
solid composed
of stiffened compressed Earth
~
Solid as a rock
I am held in the palm,
of your hand I dwell
Chipped horizontally thrown
Skipping the pond and lake
Waters I am strong
~
I am the eye the rock that
The surface that land
Stands on top I am solid
Let's go I don't float
I fall down down
in the waters I drowned
~
I am solid first
Stronger than dirt
A pigeon and mammals perch
Stronger than dirt and sand
I am solid as a rock
Eye whom am a rock
1/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Havoc Manuscript
Rook goes horizontally and vertically
Poems written with no boundaries
A bishop slides diagonally
With anxious hand writing
Absurd mind deeply rasing
Rigid thoughts through empty spaces
Solitude toward hemlock flowers
A havoc manuscript
Time line is over due
With poetic efforts
Written fluent wing letters
Slumber into the night
Short stories revealing
Engraved works never ending
Crave a creative journey
Pen in hand
Thoughts glide across the pages
The dawn's unfolding horizontally, a kaleidoscope of color, as morning's promises lap warmth in my ear, the sun's fiery rebirth, painting the horizon with brushstrokes of glory, reflected rays of light dancing across the world, awakening the senses, a crescendo of radiance, sublime and brilliant.
As the pyrography star beams caress my skin, I surrender to serenity's smooth touch, this unvest unfolding like a nudist precious gem, thy mistresses of day gazing upon the rising sun, their mellifluously singing sensual serenata, I drink in the crisp air, swaying to the rhythm of today’s sexy melody.
There he is...
On his biz
Unbothered and untethered
After many pernicious pulls and tainty tugs
And so many ghastly grabs and sheisty shrugs
After huge stretches with hopes of breaking
And so much tension, pressure and shaking
Every time!
He snaps back like the seats in that 'ole' Cadillac
Pulled in so many directions with the aim of popping
But it's in his nature to keep bouncing, 'cause ain't nothing stopping
Vertically, horizontally, and diagonally, he's pulled
But he never breaks; instead, he bounces back like a basketball off the old hardwood
Yet so many continue to grab and pull to see if he'll break
But little do they know this will only cause their world to shake
There he is just stretching and bouncing...
All knaves and NPCs he's renouncing
So, who exactly is this man that stoically bounces throughout the land?
"Hear ye, hear ye, bounce back he can, 'cause he's none other than
the Rubberband Man!"
"I repeat. Bounce back he can, 'cause he's none other than the Rubberband Man!"
Ebony darkness contingent sloth
I walk before the landscape I cross
I am beginning dawn flight
I stand erect tall under heaven sight
Horizontally I lie, asleep yet I shine
fully sleep dim not my light
Daylight risen brings more light
I shine wherever awake or sleep
My Father's light I always keep
I am Light
5/12/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
God’s grace descends vertically through our fontanel
we feel it as a disc of healing energy horizontally placed
the hand of God transmutes each cell of organic feeble form
imprint of agape love within mind-body urn can be then traced
navigating the boundaryless void, the path appears as we walk
His magic conjured manifests enigmatically in linear time
drums of heaven resound merging with celestial light
igniting within us bliss beats enlivening chime
I miss the night;
so waverly;
I am not promised,
breath lying here horizontally;
in my bed 3/4 there dead;
My consciousness is blurred;
my dream state a reality centered;
speak to me Father;
in my subconscious;
merrily in the blackness;
sometimes there's dreams and visions;
I am knighted the black and white scenes;
IN MINE DREAM SPEAK TO ME LORD GOD AS I DREAM
that are coming to me;
visions of God talking to me;
Communication and direction;
speaking unto me how;
So big am I how shall I be;
So warned yet is still;
I house His breath;
Dream on talk to me God;
Dream on give me vision;
MINE DREAM SPEAK TO ME LORD GOD AS I DREAM
Dream on give me songs;
How long shall I dream;
as you talk to me;
it's so seen that I just lie here;
dormant and in do revenant Dream On...
In me speak Lord Speak
11/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Beethoveen boppying to the beat of a rhythmic flow.
Classified as most wanted.
Hop scotch jump ropping pro.
Treasure in it's cat.
People in it's horizon horizontally.
Pope's prediction was right.
For now go on
To pawn them good goodies.
Fragile are they.
Not at all gay.
Being who you thought I was connecting them dots ha.
Theodore theatre pinnacle.
Together again as one.
The skies in the grounds above and beneath me I stand
I'm in command my life is over and above me
In the hidden space on this too much Rios place
my eyes envision I see the invisible
my mind is over and above me
Telltale signs and wonders
I often wonder barefooted I stand
I walk on quicksand
plummeted it falling yet
I hear the calling
Posture horizontally I stand
I rise as the sun sets I stand
under the moonlight lit
Forbidden to fly
I have no wings I
just have eyes
I flourish in the skies
that's how I fly in my dreams I lied
As the angels cry out
they too want mercy in the hidden space
I am an accomplice
too the floatation beauty be told
I am a rock climber on a mountain of pure gold
10/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
One blank page,
Thats all it takes.
To spread ink,
Across its face!
One single line,
Scribbled horizontally on the page.
Or vertically,
Just,
To amaze.
One writer to face the challenge,
Of how to put a thought across.
Then it comes,
All of a sudden,
The page is written,
Readers are smitten!
Is this an ego trip?
I think not!
But who am I to talk,
I am such a snot!
Years ago, in a big transition in my life,
I witnessed three rainbow archways.
Framed by sun-kissed red apartments,
The setting sun kisses goodbye to the cloudless sky.
I took a picture then, between the runs from my old home
and my mother's car. Glistening brow and squinting eyes,
I raised my phone, holding it horizontally, 1...2...3.
I remembered an old meme about double rainbows,
but I found three. Back to putting cardboard boxes into the car.
The pictures were blurry, unfocused, and slightly fuzzy.
Like a memory, from one phone to the next,
The photos get transferred. Until one day, I've lost them.
I hadn't a guess where they went, lost to time probably.
Now I have slightly fuzzy archways to remember within.
One archway for the home I'm leaving behind,
Another for the latest transition to my new life,
And the last for the future I do not know.
A rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow
Three distant rainbows I have no proof of, oh well.
I need only to remember to ensure they don't fade away.
Become formless, like the wind in-between the branches that form a tree.
Where no two patterns are alike to becoming completely free.
Learn the language of human, where they can't instill their projections onto thee.
Where they are second guessing if they can try to control or manipulate he or she.
Become formless, like the waves in water in the sea.
Where no two waves are the same, like lines in ice when water starts to freeze.
Study the patterns of life and all of its entirety.
It may get lonely at times but that is why they invented diaries.
Become formless, like a flock of birds flying in a straight line, free-for-all or horizontally.
To get through this thing called life, with its certain beauties and everlasting monstrosities.
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