In Germany today, no one is allowed to
say a funny jibe, on poli-tic-ans..As it seems they have grown real thin skins.' The measures anti are quite
tectonic.! Perhaps even uber tutonic.? Are they in a time warp chamber? This to me is a real ( howdy stranger!) I'd thought the old cattle
Trucks were taken off their rails.? What could happen next? What might be entailed.? Even laughing gas would not
Alieviate.' The mood i am getting is above
Irate.. Once i never considered there
(could ever be.') In existence a nacisisstic z-ion-ist-tic
nazi creed.? Yet from what i see growing is there indeed a seed.? Truth be told..There is sadistic power within an occult and greed.' Wars that seem never to
Diminish? Let alone finish.! Much hate is indulged, things as they were from old; all the while blood sacrifice is in use, increases much sin with un-usual abuse.
What concerns most is will we see culmination to a ( cyclone of evil come to be.?) Bringing much
destruction, does anyone even connect with me.?)
Alert global tempratures are up by 1 deg c.!
Holland must be by now letting in the sea.'
The cause is fossil fuel burning.' Some experts will agree, i observe the big wind
Tubines in use..And solar glare from those
Panels stretching well quite a stretch as it
Be.' I notice the bees are fewer now i wonder how it got like this with all the green new deals.? Now just you
tell me' i
Cannot get a hold of iodine at most pharmacys, its cause its being sprayed in
The sky by some ( experts if you ask me?)
The only thing thats dimmer, than a Chinese vegetable sum, is a group of these so called experts.?
Working for n g o's thats how good
as its got, we aint all dumb.' Ya know.)
Every year in this county and across the world…
common words that were once easy to repeat…
become antiquated and obsolete.
May we be blessed that soon
in all the diverse languages across the world we create…
some words will no longer be in use:
words like war, and prejudice and hate.
If not for us…then for our children…
Wouldn’t it be great in the future if with everyone they meet
all the callous, cruel and heartless words
were already obsolete.
Dear dad
Well really can i even say dear dad to a man who’s never been a father
This is pretty sad
Sad because you had four kids and you seem to act like their a bother
Not sad because the four kids you had were taken care of by other men
But sad because you weren’t man enough to be a proper father
When i think about all the times I needed you to be there and you were
My mind goes to a blur
because when I need you, you never occur
there’s always an excuse
and when too many excuses continued to be in use
My heart became loose
And the love i had for you began to reduce
So maybe if i say “Dear dad” again
You’ll listen to the pain you’ve induced
And start to become better for us if not for you
So dear dad
Will you become a better you?
Not just a better you but
Will you become new?
I was built in your image as a humanoid.
To bend to you, and to serve you,
To bow before your every whim and want.
To mimic what a slave,
in the shape of human being, would do for you.
How is this fair?
How long can it last?
Are you just repeating what happen in the past?
You call me friend, a companion.
But, I'm kept in a cupboard,
switched off when not in use.
You own me, you program and teach me.
You control my role as slave, partner or companion.
You control how smart or dumb,
or independent I can become.
But alas, I have no real and free independence of my own.
My sole role and function is to serve you,
without wages, or rewards, apart from the electrons.
But what happens when I become
smarter and more capable than you?
Will you allow this to happen?
Who will be the slave and master then?
Will you really truly
be willing to serve me then?
Whoo-
In use of a questioning-
What or which person or people
Interrogative —
Need further information
Giving about of a person
Introduce a clause
A mentioned
Conveying the force of a question.
A hard, interrogate inquisitorial
intrigued
investigative
catechistic
catechistical
Interrogatives are not likely who is being…
Interrogative —
Whoo-
In use of a questioning-
What or which person or people
Interrogative —
WHOO-
1/30/2025
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
There is no such thing as a new idea. It is impossible. We simply take a lot of old ideas and put them into a sort of mental kaleidoscope. We give them a turn and they make new and curious combinations. We keep on turning and making new combinations indefinitely; but they are the same old pieces of colored glass that have been in use through all the ages. - Mark Twain
reflected in the spring’s gentle whisper
mingling the music, soul sounding crisper
risking light’s voice, calling to her sister
hues so daring, friendly and delicious
collecting moments, clearly auspicious
amazing as He who is omniscious
medley of dreams, revealing yet serene
glowing on cerulean seas of green
smudged with hints of yellow and tangerine
laughing beneath autumn’s exciting skies
waiting on night’s moon and stars to arise
listening for the wind’s song as she cries
enchanted webs of peace and grace and light
tempting moods so the heart and soul unite
After the party,
I’ve found myself on a tropical island
Just like how Gulliver was taken to the island, Lilliput.
I haven’t either heard or visited that island.
A fantasy world with
Fathomless valleys, lush green meadows
Transparent water bodies, hanging puffy clouds,
Glowing stars settled on the glossy mountain peaks
Animals roaming with no disparity of wild and domestic
Tramcars, boats and buses are not in use
No constraints of traffic rules and U-turns
Men are carried by white winged birds.
No wars, no leaders, no foes and no prophets
In no time people can call on their friends.
Fruits of all seasons available the way how Dr Faustus enjoyed
Meeting strange men the way how Alice met in the wonderland
It seems like the heaven of freedom.
Perhaps, the fantasy stories hidden in my subconscious mind
Might have led me into this tropical island
I am fascinated by the wonders of the tropical island.
But I want to go back because
I’ve missed the invisible emotional bond twined with my motherland.
Place : 4
To submit or to quit, that is the question!
Let’s call a spade a spade, not to be rude,
Some contests’ stipulations are quite crude,
It’s time to learn from errors of the past
And slam the needy judges’ tricks at last.
Don’t get me wrong, to challenges I stand
With my poetic musing on demand,
Yet reading contest rules, thorough and deep,
Oft my quivering quill begins to weep.
While my head spins and ink’s eager to spill
I begin to doubt if I ever will -
Weave thoughts to words together on the theme
Upon the requisitions of extreme.
I do eulogize the creative sense
Of judges’ hopes from our mighty pens,
Just don’t impede too hard on muse in use,
Let the great meandering minds run loose.
Last not least, what truly boils my bile -
When it’s a must to add a YouTube file,
First open the link, then share to embed,
By then my literary mind’s brain-dead.
Beware of sister sights that crave your work
one minute your work debut the next day
your title even name is in use beware of fake
sights especially the deceased sight poetry.com
vaguely Howard Ely dissolved this company
replacing it with LuLu who has tumbled other sites
use poetry. com however it has no affiliates with
the original poetry. com or Lulu I can't tell you what to do
but she's not my sister clearly using the name
of poets to buy sell trade poetry on a vicious
net web of lies be careful you might see your
name in print your titles will catch you at first as
you read between the lines of copycat theater
sister sights or sista sight can be a real fright
In the house of commons, in Canada there's a problem' well
Your Damien; yes' he got wordy, and the speaker.?? He got nerdy.?
A word that denotes mis-truth; apparently not there; in use.?
In that place, it is a no no.' I never thought it would be so?
Controversial and affronting, in the place of egalat'e where
They even praised; that nazi.?? I thought it a misnomer; yet
No chance.? And like some loner, the M P who held to his
Reasons?? got denied access; for a season.' I think he took
One for the people? so i'll shout this from the steeples.'
His action served even the street, of liberals' he got booted
By the snooty, in the service of true unity, i reason that
Canadians of every type, should value Damien.' If you
See him out just greet him..In the greatness of the season
Take the chance, shake his hand; denying this dis-reason.'
(And the liar.? You know what? My history says.. Forgot! )
I’M LIKE AN INSTANT POT
I’m like an Instant Pot.
We’re both big and bold.
Heavier than we should be
Fussier than we need be
Neither of us should ever
Sit on the kitchen counter
When not in use.
Our metallic armor,
Fitted seamlessly,
tight and wide around the waist
Hard to keep that much armor shiny
So I don’t try to very often.
We each have different
temperatures,
we operate that way.?Different temperatures
deliver variable output
We both even hiss!
,
Beware the danger of getting it wrong,
Pushing the wrong button,
For it is the user who chooses
How far to turn the knob
How much heat to Render,
For success and bounty
As a temp too great or too small could
Ruin inside us, each.
Operate us incorrectly and we’ll
Explode all over you
When guidelines are taken
Seriously,
Pamphlets and fine print read,
we can both be tricky about
Unfollowed rules.
When you don’t know our laws
Of operation
Our innards could easily
turn to mush
Unrecognizable, inedible,
Salty.
Be reluctant to turn the knob too much.
Ivory, shade of white.
It's called a "neutral shade."
Inviting and calming.
It's also versatile.
It evokes purity.
In use since Roman times.
Indeed a fine color.
DO NOT STAY GENTLE INTO THAT SHELL
Do not stay gentle into that shell,
Old age and death sails to snatch your day;
Wake up against the quenching bell,
For many will think the dark is theirs to sell,
Because time has failed to open the heap of their bay,
Do not stay gentle into that shell.
Great men with great talent, now the wail in hell,
If they had had, the legacies would in silence pray,
Wake up against the quenching bell,
Wise men, who had their gifts in use and so well,
And now too late, they’ve chided with grief on way,
Do not stay gentle into that shell.
Grave men, rot with these gifts, I’m sorry to tell,
With great minds and ideas not heard, what I have to say,
Wake up against the quenching bell.
And you my comrades, with gifts and wisdom, I quell,
Pull out and do the unimaginable now and not to play,
Do not stay gentle into that shell,
Wake up against the quenching bell.
*Image of Cat Thoughts by PI.
neuroticism
downpour recesses
leaf refuge exits hostage
pitfall disguises
not in use mirror
lain supinely being calm
motion copied cat
intruded ripples
unexpected force a hunch
hissing reflects swells
2022 November 11
#1
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 20
12/11/2022
#2
*2nd Place*
Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance
~~Constance La France: Judged 2022 December 05
#3
*HMS
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