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-Gray Squirrel
09-04-2026
It’s so nice under the carpet
In our cozy home of dust
I believe we couldn't get
Any better place for us
In our dust community
We are friendly, living free
Using ingenuity
The cleaners cannot see
Yes we heard the latest news
About other dust
They had nothing left to lose
And were tossed too fast
Right into the litter bin
Comrades, have a rest
Yes we’ve seen it all, we’ve been
In the East and in the West
What I found the most important
Doesn’t look so at first glance
Dust’s the only thing immortal
Tells about lives that passed.
thoughts of you are timeless and beyond measure
I lie in this bed of sorrow,
what once was loved has become my past.
You said it was forever but once on an immortal cloud.
I may still have dreams, but all lead to you.
I try to smile while holding their hand, they look so much like you.
I have dreams of that kind
May my sorrow reach you in the clouds
Where our flowers once bloomed
I made mistakes in my life
Now you're gone
Forever in this void of youth
You may be here and I'm not
But my wings will always protect you
Even in the darkest of days.
May my presence surround you, even if just for one night
I may have lost my form
But my soul is still attached to you
May my dreams keep you asleep
May you dream of beautiful things
I will sing you to sleep
My dearest I am still here
May the moonlight sway you to sleep
Even unseen, those tiny hands make me believe
That our child's future is great
I wish to be right here, and see it here
My wings flutter again, with my child's little breath.
I may see what I cannot touch,
but I rest there and protect.
I love you both, even when I'm far away
Not hidden behind the mind
But forgotten as a vultured carcass
That is not my wish for life
Let the rock bear my honored mark
A small dollop of light,
Set upon the eastern falls;
The waters glitter downward
And into night-
A distant roar,
As morrow calls.
And the frame of yesterday
Beckons memory,
And nostalgic reminiscents
Be etched forever upon it's walls.
While our worlds made of clay
So break and pass away;
The immortal heart,
With love, recall.
Kaleidoscope kiss full of color
I reminisce about licorice lover
Your warm embrace so soft safe
Tender brown eyes deep as lake
Your heart so sweet dedicated
Setting mine free emancipated
To fly fearless free among love birds
Singing testimonies notes as words
If I never before had seen gold sun
Would think you shine upon everyone
Your smile so bright and inviting
Your style so light eclectic exciting
The way you communicate speak
Is refreshingly red like poetry
I study your body’s language too
For you’re a book of magical moves
Your hazel hugs deeply loved
And of course teal tender touch
Falling from tall tree of ecstasy
Where you’re the trunk I’m leaf
Wind chimes sing of our rufous romance
Through seasons we continue to dance
Never afraid of the day death parts
Immortal we are in love and hearts
walking on fire I am close to the storm dreaming of taking over the world. rain ignites my spirit to soar toward the sky. Under the earth I ascend to mountains to defy all alive. You might be blind but I started to cry and screaming in silence might have just saved my life. The whole world could hear my screams of losing my hope and destroying my dreams. You must never give up your hope for the world and trust that to get ahead actions must come. I saw pain and destruction on my soul I begged to see I was already home. He is alive in me tonight using my words to save my life. A horse on fire to destroy the sky instead exploded into powerful sights. I dreamed I united the whole world under my command brought peace on earth and saved life in all the lands. Trusting in my friends I accepted the life I am charged to never surrender the light.
A feather's touch, your light
Warm and glowing bright
An angel in the night
Softens my will to fight
Instead instills belonging
Pales my ceaseless longing
Though ere I push those away-
Who would love me
Sooth, I am weary of the fight
Midst safe solitudes, in my right
Accepting being wrong and of bone-
And flesh, less immortal than alone
I would die loved by a mere few-
Than worshiped by prideful throngs
E'en tho', my angel, thou fade from view
My heart beats once more where it belongs
Thanks to you
I won't tell you my secret, just teasingly repeat
A host of hints, told by others, if you'll be discreet.
My monikers, plentiful as flowers in a field,
Tell you not that which you're longing...hopes to be revealed.
History books may have reported that I have died,
Except, I'm speaking to you now. Can that be denied?
Come, let me disclose something that may give you a chill.
Old? I was born centuries ago. I'm living still.
Until you know, this gripping mystery prolongs.
Now, know that I wrote arias and English songs.
That's only one of the clever ways I entertain.
Oh, I am a genius. Some say I was insane.
Fantastically, my books show how to defy fate -
Sure, I can create wealth, extend life and levitate.
Travelling far, born of a Transylvanian prince.
Gifted in speech, I'm a learned man, as I evince.
Enigmatic, I may be from Portugal or Spain.
Rarely, did anyone, such grand multitudes contain.
My accomplishments include sciences, arts, and such,
And compared to my learning, nobody knows that much.
In some cafe, in a bar, or on a crowded street -
No one must know of that fine day when we two should meet.
Immortal Autumn
Golden rays of light on fall trees
rustling seasonal memories
Tangled leaves of Autumn hues
fade to russet, turn to brown
lingering -longing to stay
falling into spring
The names for Thor and Epithets most odd;
Birth Thor Odinson also known as Þórr;
The original name for the god, of Thunor of the thunder god,
Donar, a name for Thor, Thunar, Asa-Thor;
Æsir-Thor his position within Æsir, one of the two major groups of Norse gods;
Hlórriði and or Hlóriði "the loud rider" connection to thunder sounds loud;
Sounds of a chariot ride in heavens rumbles;
Þun(a)raz, meaning "thunder", with his association with thunder;
Pórr, Thunor, Donar, and Thunar,
all stemming from the Þun(a)raz, meaning "Thunder",
Hhich mean "Æsir-Thor" and "the loud rider";
Odin, who be Thor Father;
Thor most powerful, revered god;
In Norse mythology, His name evokes rains,
fearsome storms, the flash of lightningThorcalled,
a fearless protector of gods and men;
Thor was also a dedicated protector of humanity,
fighting enemies who threatened the order of the worlds;
Notable human aliases Donald Blake, Jake Olson
Alas He is aGod of Thunder
though yet presently he’s mere mortal Thor just-
…a man with a hammer Sigurd Jarlson
8/30/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
H-ow
Y-ou
D-efine
E-verlasting
L-ove
I-s
S-omewhat
A-rtful,
W-hen
A-rtful
L-ove
E-ternally
S-tays
©bfa052525
Monocrostic (Birthday of Hydelisa C. Wales)
I used to think I was made of saltwater and wire,
the bones humming with the permanence
of myth.
I stood naked in the mirror—
a girl with the face of her mother,
but none of her death in her yet.
I thought I could outlast sorrow,
that heartbreak would crack
and pour out of me like yolk
without taking the shell.
But now, when I kneel at the side of the bed
to pick up the sock you dropped,
my spine sighs like an old house—
I feel time like a breath behind me.
Even my blood knows it.
The nights stretch longer,
my dreams more quiet.
I wake, and do not expect a miracle.
Cassandra, you who knew the leaves of time,
And traced them in your mind before they fell:
A gift perhaps for mortals too sublime,
Perhaps a cloak of darkness suits more well.
Cassandra, did you wish this thing to be?
To reach beyond the veil the future lays?
To now and all of time at once to see?
To live a life thus spread across all days?
Cassandra, had they heard, then Troy would stand,
But how can little merit know the best?
Too rare a soul for that more brutal band;
And so a diamond fell with all the rest.
You suffered twice, before and when Troy lost:
A gift immortal comes with mortal cost.
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