the outside floated inside
white seeds seemed fluff
floating & frolicsome
until their rooted relic
of bitter dandelion wine
wished we hurried
to busy our bones
do something thoughtful.
yes..we’d pluck a stem
or two and gift
but this gift in ever after
would list and wither
so quickly amidst
the coiffer of quarrels
pushing of the dander
of matters we stuffed
our pillows with at night
nightmare of nettled
never-never disappears
snow white impurities
implicated our insides
empty and forlorn
forgetting our vows
our impertinence
of the importance
of marital bliss
which doesn’t begin
with tricks and treats
but with travails
that lead to immemorial
memories and progeny
a long lasting kiss
carry your wife
over
the threshold barrier
don’t let complacency enter
let a garden of delights
bloom within
learn from occasional weeds
pluck…let sun in…water
tender your every day kiss
invite in joy and praise
********************************
(I’ve been married 45 years)
Categories:
impurities, angst, marriage,
Form: Free verse
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty” John Keats
My thought, here, to elaborate on Keats' perspective. One could wrongly say that, bad things happen, no denying, therefore truth is not always beautiful. Wrong. All impurities are man-made. Ourselves, even our physical environment are products of combined consciousness. We are, not only what we eat and drink...but more important, what we think! Think something long enough, deep enough, and then have the help of multiple others, over time thoughts will manifest from psychological into physical reality. At the core of being, is God. Perfect Universal Consciousness. Divine Mind Essence. Source, in its pure state, is perfect. The only perfection there is, is beauty. Our Freewill leads to impure establishment. As we work that out, trial and error, in the theater of life, we are eventually back to beauty. There is no other outcome. Eventually the soul has its full of pain and suffering, evil paths and their inevitable, spirit wrenching outcomes. Love wins out. Truth, is love is beauty. T=L=B. The best equation Blessed Existence can realize and practice.
Categories:
impurities, beauty, god, inspirational love,
Form: Prose
Dear Lord, You know my heart, my mind, my soul.
You know my every thought, each wish and goal.
You know of fervent promises not kept,
of all the times I’ve failed you and then wept.
Mere tears won’t wash away impurities,
and neither will just posing on my knees.
I pray for cleansing of my heart and mind.
That all my meditations be aligned
with Your will and my words and actions be
acceptable in your sight is my plea.
Categories:
impurities, prayer,
Form: Rhyme
I consider goods and services as rewards perse
and life as a thing of purity that cannot be otherwise
however.
And I consider humanity as a unique whole however
something otherwise may shatter.
I consider nature as a beautiful and darling mermaid,
very glee nowadays - she is tender and fresh.
What then is peace?
what then is war or grudge or paleness?
what then is laughter and joke and riddle?
charity begins at home and fire slept at a match stick.
The human nature even though prone or vulnerable
is pure or serene?,
The human nature is a moon and sun shining to mankind
and humanity- which itself is well known to be pure?.
What is then is hampering streets and houses and packs
to impurity- ear or eye or nose or head of course?.
The human soul is a pretence- but to what extend and
sometimes how- how should we let say differ on a
scene of how taboo for instance was tabooing?.
I consider the society sacred so we must clean and
cleanse off the impurities and nags and bugs?.
Categories:
impurities, inspirational, inspirational love,
Form: Free verse
1-5-25______________1-25-25
125_________________525
21__________________105
3___________________15
1___________________5
0,0163%
of hydrogen
extracted from seawater
Deuterium when mixed
with tritium
under the influence
of extreme heat
and pressure
becomes a gaseous
hydrogen fuel
becomes a fusion plasma
generated in the Tomak
a tomak is an experiment
machine used to harness the
energy of fusion
charged participle of fusion
can be controlled
by magnetic coils
air and impurities are
evacuated from the vacuum
confinment and control of the
plasma are charged up
and the gaseous fuel is
introduced
powerful electrical currents
are run through
the vassal were gas breaks down
electrically
and then it becomes ironized
and electrons are stripped
from the nuclei
and forms a plasma
TO ACHEIVE FUSION THE
PLASMA IN THE TOMAK
MUST REACH
150,00,000 million
degrees!
Plasma particles become
energized and collide into one another
natural electromagnetic repulsion
om collision to fuse
the proposal for a
configuration of a magntic
fusion device.
1200 Packard Twelve
or a Ka de shi'erhao 1200
20 minutes!
Categories:
impurities, science,
Form: Bio
Joseph firstborn of Rachel
Yehudah, the fourth son of Leah
Between them a rivalry from the start
Two future kings, already fighting as lads
Yehuda and his brothers mocking Joseph’s immaturity
Joseph reporting to his father their impurities
Joseph told his kingly dreams to his brothers on a whim
Yehuda and his brothers almost murdered him
Yet decades later, the two kings were reconciled
The would-be murderer apologizing to
the ruler of the Nile – Joseph – surprise!
Categories:
impurities, bible, conflict, forgiveness, jewish,
Form: Rhyme
"Niagra and the wise."
fresh waters of life
relief self impurities
to a fateful fall
"Do you hear what I hear?"
rawhide winds of war
birched last's stand amidst saviors
a tree faints away
"The void that Earth began."
mirages are dreams
of sand ~ prep A -- straight line to
... be -- and stay alive
"The Beaches of Warwick" NOT JK
Cher baby don't go
Miami sharks are biting
deBATE ~ still they go
"2024 sales higher than street drugs."
against popular
demand ~ Americans still
care of how they look
"The nature of ado."
it's a time for us
all the kids will visit me
~ the ado I need
Categories:
impurities, analogy, nature,
Form: Haiku
Poetry usually brings me joy,
though honestly, I delight in any triviality.
A thousand small things brighten my day.
Like when you smile at me in the morning,
or when you ask me for a hug.
Happiness overflows in me,
especially at Christmas time,
and the first swim of the year,
when you plunge into the sea.
The aroma of coffee in the morning,
or lying down to admire a starry night.
Reading a novel for the first time,
in winter, warmed by a ray of sun.
Ah, such simplicity,
yet I always smile
at any little thing.
I choose to smile, to live without sorrow,
to cleanse myself of maladies and impurities,
to give my mind a deep purification.
For to be happy, you don't need nobility;
you just need to shed any weakness,
and learn to enjoy, even if awkwardly.
Categories:
impurities, beautiful, happy,
Form: Free verse
I drink the dirty water,
I walk with a dirty vessel
I stand on a dirty ground
yet profoundly
I even ingest dirty food
and my blessings
I am confessing
it's not what i partake
of it's not what I'm earing
but what resides within me
for you see
I am righteousness of God in Him.
I am my truest self
not of this earthen soil
I am from above
So be this my profound declaration of faith and indentity
So be true truth purity and righteousness come from within
My God is inside us and we're not dependent on external circumstances
Such even this world be so surrounded by imperfections and impurities
Our true nature can remain untainted we are righteousness
Our truth self is not external affirmation our spiritual identity
Understanding our true home in God soul so our spirit
But a shining reflection of the divine
Shine so, soul spirit and heart ever shines bright
We're the light shining bright may our words
Inspire others to embrace their own true nature
I am not from here I'm just a visitor-I am from above
Amen
7/10/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
impurities, analogy, birth, confidence, creation,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Suffering sautées souls
Peeling away the impurities
Revealing the obscurities
Redeeming even polishing
Character like a crystal
Creating out of clay
A great new display
Despite mud of former day
Wiped and made
Shiny and new
A pearl birthed by world
Categories:
impurities, appreciation, art, poetry,
Form: Free verse
In the Living God is thy hope,
When others try to deceive,
My, answer will remain nope.
May, thou seek this treasure to receive,
Overflowing fountain poured within,
Roots that grasp from the Living source,
Sorrow, grief and fears in exchange for a grin.
Embracing, this newfound power, glory and force.
Walking outside what is the new presence,
How beautiful is the sky and all creation,
With the night into a brilliant luminescence,
As, the promised spirit guides interpretation.
Purifying into the likeness of Christ,
Burning away impurities and old desires,
Giving, all the glory to Jesus that paid the price,
That, we might walk in the Spirit of fire.
Categories:
impurities, faith,
Form: Rhyme
How great is thy wisdom,
That, in knowing the ones,
Who would rule and destroy,
The lands and people to gain self pride,
Glory of man and riches that perish.
Would bring the word of God ,
To their own destruction and fattened hearts.
In their deception they are doing God's work.
In spreading the gospel that tells of their evil works.
Some, have banned your word from their country,
But, this ban does not escape their judgement.
For, all are appointed to death,
Only, by God's living breath does one escape
The second death.
Who can tell the God of the Living,
That your word is not acceptable here.
But, all glory to God for getting the true word out.
That, the poor and true ones seeking God,
With a pure and contrite heart might receive,
The eternal inheritance of the promised spirit,
To mold and purify One into A Child of the Living God. As , silver going through the furnace burning out impurities to be a shining gem of God.
Categories:
impurities, faith,
Form: Free verse
Turn to me, ohh ! Little ONE
Turn to me,
If loving you is a crime
So let US be the murderS that killed time In just a matter of seconds.
you whom i would behold till the dawn of time!
Allow me to languish in your beauty unseen,
let me alone bath in your impurities,
and be filled by your glorious scent,
Feed me with all that there is,
the forbidden fruit of passion,
the mixture of bitter, sour and sweet,
The deity that you are! from whence love floweth,
a wonder to be beholden, a prophecy to be foretold and a danger to be warned of!
How can man survive your absence?and what more of your presence!
Night long, daylong, you are thought of,
seconds are but a day's journey in my thoughts,
@H2O
Categories:
impurities, blue,
Form: Free verse
Lord, create within me a pure heart, to see that all have
been given this hope to Love.
Deep down within weeping
is a soul seeking to be
released from captivity.
Sometimes a stranger can ignite a spark.
then the Spirit will set ablaze.
there is a transformation waiting
patiently to manifest and purify.
For, we know that one cannot
save themselves are please God
In their own works with hands.
but by the rebirth of the promised spirit,sent from Jesus.
that one shall not boast in pride.
but to boast of the glory of God.
that one shall not judge another,
but seek judgement on thyself.
As, gold going through the furnace,
burning out impurities that one might shine as a true gem created by
the hands of God.
Categories:
impurities, faith,
Form: Free verse
The world is so attached to this perceived device
Lost is the romance of rolling the proverbial dice
What would it be like; if we remembered to entice?
Instead, we only tax each other to a ruined excise
Until all our souls breath is cold as new formed ice
Seeing impurities; in the aspects that we are precise
Most are shown to have spines akin to the ghosts of mice
Our days spent trying to quantify our life's value price
Seeking to achieve a version of paradise
All while searching for an unattainable entitled slice
Without giving an offering to self-sacrifice
No real effort to make the world better will suffice
This verse with judgment; am I withholding advice?
Peel back the lamination of this to reveal its true gneiss
Questioning; who do you know; would you ever think twice?
Swimming times river, looking for every-ones; selfish vice
Categories:
impurities, anti bullying, bullying, change,
Form: Monorhyme
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