I sometimes feel like the razor sharp
of a bean tins'e edge
may one-day be my best friend,
I hate to feel like my venom,
can only be drained away
as I sleep well past Mid-day.
I hate the sight of red,
but its not instantaneously,
I lose so much as I bleed,
Its taking like a fasting,
I don't wish for pro-longed
of another sad radio song.
I still have those flash backs,
my sweet devoted dotting Auntie,
Why did you so abandon me?
You loved me more than maternal
of once born and its now dead central.
Lord, grant me peace within this day,
make each thought be undefiled.
Let your light only illuminate my way,
so when stress comes I won’t be riled.
Sometimes I forget that I’m not alone,
then I see your hand reaching out to me.
As today’s issues make themselves known,
I’ll instantaneously think of thee.
A Drink of Let Go
Hardy Levis shorts
Stuckup seesaw
Let go of forgot
Now playing
To my mistakes Sounds of chord Shapes in time
Echo at the end before
The meeting has begun
I can't let go
I say what is life
On any casual day
Will I miss the flowers and the.trees
There's a girl over there
we latch on instantaneously
To each others soul
Maybe she can help Maybe setup my life
Maybe I can live again and always do whats right
But I am really living in someone else's dream
Iam seen praying to a human replicator
Praying not to be changed
Serving mischief
Marinated reefer
Wrapped up and traded for gunpowder
The money man
Final wish
Shark food
you've got a tenderness...
about you; instantaneously
e v i d e n t
in your eyes and bright smile.
you are creative
in more ways than one,
sharing your God-given gifts
with your community, the world.
incessantly inquisitive;
whatever you lack
in e x p e r i e n c e,
you make up two-fold in curiosity.
Standing at a dusty crossroads,
The sun brutally beats down
Upon flesh left for dead.
High noon mingles with midnight;
Diminishing reality becomes increasingly threadbare.
Brittle tumbleweeds drift tragically away.
Beady-eyed vultures swoop, circling.
Gravity's pull feels increasingly heavy
Against unrelenting waves of sorrow—
Karma's come to collect its dues.
Squinting in due south’s direction,
A dilapidated shack instantaneously appears.
An invisible pull propels me;
Fate’s hand opens the door.
Forward I march toward uncertainty.
long in the attic,
now unboxed,
treasure trove of
old Polaroid photographs;
priceless!
pulled from
the gaping mouth of oblivion.
one family album,
in particular,
sucks me into the vortex
of nostalgic memories.
instantaneously,
I'm spirited back
to my salad days.
ah, my youth...
an opulence of memories;
fun times with Dad,
and Mom, too.
oh, wow, a family portrait...
look at how young we all look!
questions, questions, questions...
so many rhetorical questions
flood my mind...
"who took this one?"
"where was this?"
"what became of some of these folks?"
"how many are still living?"
bringing a smile...
baby photos of mine,
a kindergarten photo.
bringing a tear...
photos of long deceased relatives;
I miss them so!
precious moments in time
I wish I could relive.
photos I haven't seen
since childhood;
many taken before I was born
hit me like a jolt of electricity!
some, faded
some, still vividly clear
i smile at so many young frozen faces
- familiar and strange -
smiling back at me.
myriad of emotions
on my face
as I rummage through
a dusty box of memories.
Mom, Happy Thanksgiving
Wishing You Were Here
A Tree Grows In The 18th Spot
With The 18th Tear That I Shed
I Stop On 18th Street
To Sing A Song
That Is 18 Minutes Long
18 Memories Come To My Head Out Of Nowhere
Then I Turn 18 Again
And I Rename MySelf Benjamin Button
When Some Stranger Named Paul,
Who Dwells In A Hard Castle On Avenue 19,
Plays A Nostalgic Tune Of Glorius Therapeutic Effervescence,
I Will Be At Your Burial Site With Flowers ?? For You
I Will Treasure The Memories In Tributary Showers For You
Without You Here, I Will Always Be Alone
Still Searching For Replacements But Failing Instantaneously
My Love And Appreciation For You Has No Expiration Date And Will AllWays Be A HolyDay EveryDay In Every Way More And More Each Day In Every Phase Like A Metaphorical Phase That Confuses Me With Similes, HowEver, I Still Find A Way Via Ginseng Vibes Of SunShine Inspiration Thanks Wholly To You......
I Miss You And Love You, M.O.M. (Mother Of Marty) Like The Purification Of Simplicity's Kindred Spirit In Its Maternal Essence
Keep Resting Easy........Love Infinity........
sentimental
eccentricity
ironically
earnest
quaint
& quirky
extravagent
phenomena
instantaneously
understood
11/15/2023
You are my midnight love chimera.
Beneath a turquoise sea.
We met innocently and affably.
Giggling and smiling, so innocently.
But…passion’s gates opened wide.
And its aquatic , aqueous mouth…
Swallowed us, whole and most divine.
Our soul’s instantaneously intertwined!
What entity, created such instant intimacy.
An under the deep sea, exotic gratification.
.Chimera~ something that exists as an aspiration…
but is not achievable in this world at all.
Of Greek etymology.~ a fire-breathing monster
that has a lion’s head, a goat’s body and the
tail of a snake!
What is as close
As one's breath
Not the last one
Nor the next one
Rather at the
Momentary point
You wonder if
You are inhaling
Or exhaling
What granular
Invisible aspect
Of this precious gas
Is entering the lungs
To exit as
Carbon dioxide
Or find a capillary
To take a ride
On a blood stream
Rush to the brain
Keeping it alive
All without intent
To do so
Whilst processing
Information received
Instantaneously sending
Electrical impulses
To fingers hovering over
An imaginary keyboard
All which are immanent
Yet transcendent from
breathing
Kindred spirits, instantaneously.
It was unbidden love written in the
Stars for the erstwhile strangers.
Magical was their connection, an
Explosion of vermilion; passionate,
True romance; 'twas sheer kismet!
Our my Schade
As recently as this
Father's Day Sunday
Sent me a message
Saying to my
Honorary Dad
Although I don't and am unable
to say it
I hope you know you are my
Honorary Dad
And because of our family history
I instantaneously both assumed and
also presumed
She was indeed in fact obviously
talking about my father her grandad
She looked after when he was dying
And she was a very young child
And as our conversation gradually
continued
She later and myself also said
Life is pretty simple its mostly all about
Paying attention and listening
And case in point I unfortunately
Provided her with undeniable proof
That I sadly myself whilst talking
a good game was not
Because when it comes to me
I quite obviously have a blind spot
But that does not get me off the hook
Or is in any way or form
A valid or genuine
Excuse
If anything it just proves
The point
I am no more better
But should as obviously does expect
Than from her own Dad
Daily ask the Father for revision
I acknowledge and thank Him for all that He's given
He's giving me life freedom and liberty
He's given to me some of my wants and all of my needs
And we who are confident that He hears us
Whenever we ask for anything that pleases Him
Secondly instantaneously effortlessly in the moment I be
Cherish I The prominent the promise my pleas
Holy I am so redeemed I am sure
Crazy and thinking my Father for
And we who are confident that He hears us
Whenever we ask for anything that pleases Him
He's given to me some of my wants and all of my needs
He's giving me life freedom and liberty
And we who are confident that He hears us
Whenever we ask for anything that pleases Him
Daily ask the Father for revision
He's given to me some of my wants and all of my needs, Hallelujah Amen
He GIVES ME SOME OF MY WANTS YET SUPPLIES ALL OF MY NEEDS-
6/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Referencing 1st John 5:14
I will rise instantaneously to be by my Father’s side
When I leave here this place earth
and I ascend to the heavenly
4/4/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Both love's and dream's astray
Pleasantly unaware
Death is making it's merry way
Unto my very own front door
Yet both sadly and unfortunately
To my bemusement and surprise
He never thought to break or lighten
the mood
With a knock , knock joke
He just jumped in both feet 1st
And instantaneously proceeded
to usher me away
Not even did he even stop to think
for a 1 single minute or give me a
second after thought horah
Let alone afford me any time at all
To let me wave or utter a 1 final last
goodbye
Otherwise I imagine poor
L.M.H
God rest his soul in peace
May have taken the time to write
us all here on the Soup
1 final piece of poetry of and in his
own imitable word's and way
So as in order to complete and place
the final piece in his particular puzzle
1 very last final remaining poem
Before both his word's and pen were
forevermore to be retired eternally
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