snowFlake
Some frozen water drops fallen down
Never knowing if they melt before ground
Over grounds they land
Winters raindrops frozen
Falling down unto the ground from heaven's clouds
Landing on earth and people all around
All the rain that's frozen turns to snow
Keeping bright so light sparked white flakes
Everywhere white cold frosty frozen, snowflake...
12/18/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Dawn, asleep at this hour
Chilled air is a gift
in the grip of summer
Landscape’s fresh silence
Moon, half blind
The traveling breeze
is a caravan
‘Come, naked and shivering,
says Lake,
dig through the mud for that
which is Truth, where the moon
inters her light, where bullfrogs
bark in circles’
The water
Lover, formless womb
ovulated by sunrise
I set the canoe in motion
Orange dragonflies, murmuring duckbills
fist-sized tadpoles, radiant finch
gesticulate above and beneath surface
Green reeds are light tendrils
Sky’s blue inks a mallard’s back
A raven’s croak is more alive
than most people
Mist drops while rising
The canoe glides
water laps, gasps
The poised presence of an osprey
circling
Everything silences, stills
except for the canoe
over the Lake’s belly
The sun, pinned to the tip
of a redwood
reflects like an eye in chrome
I lie back and float,
a water blossom’s thirst
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From my sixth book-length ms.
©dah / dahlusion 2014 / 2015
all rights reserved
“The Lake” was first published in
‘Black Market Re-View' (U.K.)
N atural beauty that dazzles the eyes
E nveloped by the Alantic ocean it lies
W inters are long with lots of storms
F og so thick it defies the norms
O ffbeat people who like to have fun
U nusal named towns, ***** is one
N ewfinese slang, a translator you may require
D angerously high winds can sometimes transpire
L oads of tiny islands, over 7000 waiting for you to explore
A bundance of sea food, oil, ice burgs and moose to hunt for
N icknamed 'The Rock', breathtaking mountains and hiking trails to ascend
D are to be 'screeched in' and become an honorary Newf and forever friend
*Screeched in: An initiation ceremony where the person must drink screech rum, kiss a cod and speak some Newfoundland slang.
The participant then becomes on honorary Newfoundlander.
04/30/2014
"Betrayed by Love's Lie"
in quiet solitude reflection stirs
as soiled thoughts invade inner core of mind
a gentle heart, swallowed in grave, inters
beyond the golden twilight, peace to find.
promises vowed sway broken at dark seams
betrayed by lovely lies spoken sincere
a trusting naive soul lost lovers' dreams
extinguished passion flaunting hurtful leer.
tears tumbled as deceitful romance lied
swore to emotion's eyes were free to wed
a dagger thrust impaled life as flame died
spoiling sweet taste of destroyed marriage bed.
bitter essence lingers to haunt, to pry,
a callous charmer who betrayed with lie.
*Sonnet from P.S. Forms of Poetry.
*For Craig's Beautiful Lies Contest.
*Dec. 8, 2012.
Ransom
Give her my life
She wouldn’t live it
She took my soul
But didn’t need it
She inters my world
But she didn’t stay
And when she leaves
Steal something away
She captures my heart
And won’t give it back
Give my love as ransom
Now she’s keeping that
She took my passion
All the way to the end
Give her my money
But she didn’t spend
She got powers
Inside her beauty
Knows how to use it
To cast a spell on me
And when she’s smiling
And you see her face
She looks like an angel
Saying morning grace
But don’t let that fool you
Got tricks up her sleeve
She took something from me
Before she leaves
She captures my heart
And won’t give it back
took my love as ransom
Now she’s keeping that
I have to accept it
There’s no love police
She said if I report it
Will say her kiss was a lease
This may sound crazy
But going to leave it right there
Because if she steals it
Just shows how much she care
She captures my heart
And won’t give it back
Give my love as ransom
Now she’s keeping that
Mystery
Her love is magic
And it will always be
But why she choose me
Will remain a mystery
Love is unpredictable
Can be very strange
When it inters your life
Everything can change
Love has transform
This lonely heart in me
Puts magic in my pen
For everyone to see
And it’s all because of you
And the person you are
Cupid arrow entered my heart
But didn’t leave a scar
Her love is magic
She don’t need no spell at all
Just look in her eyes
And in love you will fall
Now my world is splendor
With beauty every place
Can feel it around me
Like the morning grace
And she is so unselfish
Understanding and kind
She sees in my heart
Like she could read my mind
She is a good girl
With a pure soul
A wonderful person
A heart of gold
Her love is the magic
That I always seek
Her love is the language
That my hearts speak
You can’t buy love
Its is priceless but free
It’s why it’s a mystery
That she give to me
Now my life is happy
You can see it on my face
Because her love’s around me
Like the morning grace
Within the branches of the willow
Hiding in this secret place
Years of solitude has brought me here
And dreams of peace filled skies.
More into a daylight trance
In meaningful reminiscence
Happenings of love filled life
Ending to engage the solitude.
Recreating in volumes
Every moment of beauty past
Hovering in the clouds, mindful things
Inters the world of yesterday.
Dreams become in reality
Inner thoughts rewound
Never to allow departure
Genuine in all that will remain.
Bellows of laughter gain residence
Engulfing the sorrowful trill
Necessities to believe in nothingness
Ever, forever lasting in me.
And the willow surrounds
The braches hiding me from the world outside
Here is a lonely place indeed
Though the willow comforts me.
Harmony fills in vivid colors
Evergreen everlasting
Where dreams regain new life
Into another entrance of beauty.
Longevity of life takes precedence
Love intertwines the thought
Overture leads the way
Where solitude begins again.