Ground’s call, leaves old
drape fall, don gold.
Romantics relish a rendezvous;
each enhances life’s rosy hue.
Beauty of Fall
Flight of leaves, of saffron hue,
A crystal beauty, before winter's view.
A catepillar veils,
In a colourless shell,
To sprout its hued wings
Springtime has arrived,
And so has her yellowing;
Shading everything:-
And when her rains have fallen,
Yellow puddles spring up; achoo!
I didn’t pick this pixelated hue,
Blind browser of flesh, what’s wrong with you?
Am I just a bug—some system glitch?
Or a firestorm code you can’t enrich?
You see a low-res thumbnail, tagged and filed,
But my spirit runs free—uncompiled.
Stuck in filters, default schemes,
You can’t decode my quantum dreams.
This isn’t a status, a picture frame;
I’m pure data, unchained—untamed.
A network where prejudice crashes, burns—
Where firewalls of freedom overturn.
Algorithms stutter, crash and stall,
Trying to define me with a finite call.
Erase the labels, tear down the fence;
See me for more than binary sense.
Skin’s just the interface—surface display,
But the soul behind it can’t be weighed.
So reboot your mind, clear your cache—
There’s more than a demographic flash.
Delete the bias, debug the lie;
The spark in my eyes won’t simplify.
I didn’t choose this pixel, this view,
But the brilliance inside is breaking through!
HOLY COVERING HUE
Holy is waiting on you
To do embrace what it do
~
Receive your rescue
Holy is waiting on you
~
To receive the blessing
Sent forth coming through
~
After we received it hue
We shout blessed Hallelujah
Holy-Wholly
Holy covering hue
2/2/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
Express yourself no matter how different it seems
It helps the world create love frequencies of color themes
The desperation of newness is of dire need
We learn from difference; some need to take heed
Tradition is being sub-consciously stubborn to change
Evolution come from creative conscious ideas exchange
A box is nowhere near imagining while you create
Creation far from the norm which some can't relate
Earth beginning to vibrate away the black and white schemes
Let the magic of colors energize the world by hue-man dreams.
Cerulean’s a vibrant hue that sounds so avant-garde;
if it were an aroma, ‘twould be hanging out with nard.
It’s found with fuchsia and chartreuse, out sampling IPAs,
with amaranth and indigo, takes in a Becket play.
It fought with a cetaceous crowd and nearly came up short,
but managed to reduce to ’blue’ their name in lower court.
Give thanks some morphine-addled poet saw it in the skies
and not within the bruises on his muddled lover’s thighs.
Cerulean’s a pigment with the power to compel
a poet to forget himself and fall under its spell.
fear not dear maids
liberation
dragons been seen
chasing its own tale
sow prophecy
sweater
a stark hue rainbow
over the cemetery —
light dark lace corset
Based on the song, Whiter Shade of Pale
Sung By Glenn Hughes
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Faded Hue of Pale
We twirled in a wild Spanish dance,
spinning in circles on the floor,
I was becoming white and ill.
And all the people yelled for more,
as the place was clapping loudly,
and my mind was blown away.
I really wanted more booze,
and it came with no delay.
And a long time after,
the bartender told a tale;
that the dancers were phantasmal,
and were a faded hue of pale.
He spoke, "It has no sense,
facts obvious to spot !"
So, I roamed among that wild wanton crowd.
And I wished to embrace one, yes
one of the vulgar, lustful men;
but his hand was dead like a rock.
And with perception wavering,
I could have been in a bad dream.
And a long time after,
the bartender told a tale;
that the dancers were phantasmal,
and were a faded hue of pale.
And a long time after,
the bartender told a tale;
that the dancers were phantasmal,
and were a faded hue of pale.
Or, maybe seemed a faded hue of pale,
in the dimness, yeah, a faded hue of pale.
If I ever found myself in a room full of people I've loved
You'd be there twice
Because in every person I've loved after you
I've tried to find a piece of you
If you mix together all the colors in the world you get black
And if I mix everyone I've loved, I get a mosaic of you.
come forth my darling
sit here next to me
cover me my embrace
stand before me allow me to taste
thine your sweetest, sweet nectar
pour your tears onto my feet
place your precious heart
entirely within my soul, I'll keep
midst the tumultuous hue
give me you
1/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
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