The white ones glisten
in a beaded sweat of sleep,
exposed in beds
of ruffled, scented petals
as if this falling into sleep
had been a struggling
against the night’s inducement,
requiring great effort.
Now morning has arrived
with its cool, gentle light
to awaken these roses
to yet another day or two.
But they sleep too soundly,
perhaps still indulging
in amorous dreams of
the night before. Who’s to know?
I take my leave, whispering:
Ladies, when on awakening,
should you get word I called,
I beg you, please, pardon
my pure, though less than
modest, peering eyes.
Edited 7/2/2025
For the inducement of the compulsive being
the transmuting tenet of uniqueness,
the personified indebted identity
changes appearance in self-designed colour melange,
while the conjured chameleon furtively cocooned,
paints the shifting facade of deception,
as the languid life chases the transient mirage.
Out of the limelight, the clandestine colors
on the visage of made-up memory fade away,
the pallid psyche morphs mystically into
the veracity mirror of fragile actuality,
reflecting the filtered rendering of primal hues' motif
of unaltered distinctive disposition it embodied once.
The lattice of contrived perception
designs the improvised fabric of truth.
The metamorphic mind creates the deluding elements,
resonating the echo of resounding insight,
filtered by its own transformed innate screen,
completes the paradigm shift of illusive reality.
For the contrived inducement of fixated being,
the transmuting tenet of uniqueness,
the personified indented identity,
changes in the self-devised palette
of metamorphosed color mélange,
while the conjured chameleon slyly cocooned,
paints the shifting façade of deception.
In the ostensible enactment of life’s incredible drama,
the performance perfected in one-act play
with the obsession of passion professed,
gilding the consequence crafted by alchemy,
the surreptitious shift from one actor to another,
is an axiomatic drive of the dormant design.
Out of the limelight, the clandestine colors fade
on the tangible visage of virtual makeup,
the pallid original face morphs mystically into
the veracity mirror of fragile actuality,
reflecting the real rendering of identity,
rinsed with the primal hues of persona
of the distinctive disposition embodied once.
The spasm of schematic perception splits the mirror,
the shapeless shards of shattered pretence
scatter as discarded debris willfully abandoned.
Transformation creates the deluding entity,
an alien in its own renovated realm,
completes the illusive paradigm of contrast.
When the music of life gets silenced
in the broken violin of the extant in an instant,
submerged in the regression of solitude,
morphed soul hears the murmur of the ancient stream.
Released there from the clasp of karmic destiny,
I transcend the limits of time and space,
where the pristine petals of awareness unfurl,
bloom the divine flower of the cosmic essence.
In the devout sanctum of heavenly freedom
the soul attains the timeless form of euphoria.
The beauty of ultimate oneness it beholds,
merging shapeless with the absolute supreme.
Detached from the transient life’s enmeshing web,
I lose mind-body identity in the sanctum of divinity,
where time is lost in the eternal deep silence,
the soul is configured into His omnipresent image.
For the maneuvered inducement of the being,
the transmuting tenet of the unique identity
changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange,
paints the shape shifting façade of the celestial entity.
For the schematic inducement of compulsive being,
the transmuting tenet of identity
changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange,
while the conjured chameleon
paints the shifting façade of contrast.
In the ostensible enactment of life’s drama,
the performance perfected by obsessed passion
of playing the multicolored roles,
the sly shift from one actor to another
is an axiomatic design of innate drive.
As the colors amalgamate in the limelight
on the visage of the virtual makeup,
the chromatic face morphs into a mirror,
reflects the illusory actuality in shades of gray
with the perplexing disposition of ambiguity.
The spasm of contrived perception splits the mirror,
the shards of shattered pretence
scatter as abandoned obscure debris.
Metamorphosis creates the absolute entity,
shaped by the distinct contours of black and white.
Days Of Man
Miracle Man 1/2024
Man is born of passion facing unknown days,
void of life thoughts and path he’ll be facing.
He’ll face cloudy days, an inducement to frays,
also dreams of rainbows he’ll soon be chasing.
As his days mount he beholds a faint design,
still he fathoms not his allotted days count.
As age accumulates he finds fewer days to shine,
And the question lingers about life’s dismount.
Only God knows man’s steps
and the time allotted to get through them.
Tom
Separate I can all excitements,
Quick to sense the ones from Enticement;
Never misconstrued The incitements:
Their confirmed bonding cord 'Inducement'.
Sometimes, Enticement through adducement,
At times, incitement through traducement
And what we do is problems augment:
Between cleaving groups spoil their cement.
Then, we should face man's sure chatisement
For fanned excitements through adducement,
The stirred ones through plain traducement;
For unchecked interest in Incitement.
The sweet of desire, ignites
the sensual moonlight, drives
sound hallucination of the senses!
For the maneuvered inducement of compulsive being,
the transmuting tenet of uniqueness,
the personified indented identity,
changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange,
while the conjured chameleon furtively cocooned
paints the shifting façade of deceptiion.
In the ostensible enactment of life’s amazing drama,
performance perfected in one-act play,
and with the obsession of passion ostensible,
gilding the consequence crafted by metamorphic alchemy,
the surreptitious shift from one actor to another,
is an axiomatic designed drive.
Out of the limelight, the clandestine colors fade
on the visage of the virtual makeup,
the pallid original face morphs mystically into
the veracity mirror of fragile actuality,
reflecting the real rendering of shape rinsed with primal hue
of the unaltered distinctive disposition it embodied once.
The spasm of contrived perception splits the mirror,
the shapeless shards of shattered pretence
scatter as discarded debris abandoned.
Metamorphosis creates the deluding creature,
an alien in its own transformed domain,
completes the contrasting paradigm of illusive shape shift.
Sodom and Gomorrah
There is nothing at all today that remains
Of those two sinful cities that once stood on the plain.
When God vent his wrath upon Sodom and Gomorrah,
They quickly went from here today to gone tomorrow,
And all that poor Lot got was some salt for his pains.
Herod and Salome
Herod's lust for Salome a stepfather's exceeded,
But when he offered to pay her to dance, she acceded.
She didn't ask for gold, instead,
She wanted John the Baptist's head,
And that seventh veil was all the inducement horny Herod needed.
Samson and Delilah
When Delilah learned, to his despair,
That Samson's strength lay in his hair,
She got him drunk, he fell asleep,
And then she sheared him like a sheep.
Some secrets are best to keep and not to share.
Emerald envy nestled on velvet
several thousand away from paid
Puce tulip promise inducement
secluded juice, palliation delayed
Ivory aspire ripped wide envelope
plump with numbered requirement
Absinthe ardent delerium implode
paper stack compiling assignment
Cerulean satin adorns a champion
swanky speculators chase plethora
Fuchcia blooming futures chiming
swindle hopeful fast hoof investors
Magenta dash magic, risky fingers
probe probable, middle of pack peril
Bronze woebegone pilfers millions
prestigious month end ear emeralds
19th January
Naples Yellow, Ginger, Gold
Emerald Earrings
full of embraces
I was a hug and you a cover
Preceding and proceeding a squeeze
Shouldering
Body temperature exploding
Rising temps
Incorporate consists
Lust rails relentless
I crave inducement, yet in containment
We unlock our embracement
Nothing but our eyes eye are spurning
Must stop burnings
3/8/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
The area is as warm as a hill top, up and above the coast
An excellence that has made a feeble lion to boast
Fishes of an ocean befriend their own beast
Cheerfully in unison, we see them feast
It is...mutual and placid up there
All that very seems to care
Is as pure as dove
All above
Beneath
Allurements beath
The south part of the scene
Every bit of it...weary and unclean
Uneven coast of inducement kept faraway
The rough-south side that orders the prey to pray
A root of all evil clothed in the domain of devil's bedside
An immersed part of the ocean that makes a weak lion decide
Thanking God Daily
By: Miracle Man
3-26-2020
At times i find myself, revisiting the past,
not living each day as though it were my last.
Wasting time, enumerating years that mount,
previewing God’s blessings to numerous to count.
At times I’m lower, “than a moles belly on digging day,”
which is always an inducement for me to pray.
a chocolate kiss
mommy's sweet gummy bear lips...
taboo inducement
(Senryu)
01,03,2020
Senryu on Mother Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas
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