HuH!!!
there be no honey bees in the winter
naked are the trees
NO! cold Pepsi Cola no RC
Heated are the harden heart, which are no longer gold
the deaf, the blind, the invalids screams not,
nor are their voices heard
WONDER BIRD
all doors closed
IM-PAR-TI-AL-I-TY-
12/31/23
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023
Categories:
invalids, allusion, analogy, desire,
Form: Free verse
Faint flame emergent from neurotransmitters.
The brain, a torch arranging patterns of awareness,
patterns of recall, encounters, adventures, and ordeals.
Covert consciousness realized in coma patients,
detected in vegetative invalids by the analyzers
of EEGs, the probers of the mind.
Bedridden with no signs of life,
These sufferers were long thought braindead.
The only question; when to withdraw life support.
But our deepest traces do often linger with immobility.
Our hardly perceptible scintillas send measurable signals.
They offer no bodily changes, no responses to cues.
They never give themselves away in behaviors.
Yet, science now knows them as genuine.
Are these the souls and ghosts felt by our ancestors?
Are these the wraiths and apparitions feared
by so many?
Created from the temporal, assembled from
life, is their structure entirely in the mind?
Maybe part of their energy resides in other realms,
places in and out of which they drift at our death.
Accepted for publication: The Opiate Journal, spring 2023
Categories:
invalids, death, life, memory, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Baby steps, followed by
a child's stumbling,
teenage sprained ankles,
broken bones and
bodies covered with bruises,
adults take two steps forward
followed by one step back.
What of the person with no feet?
Hasn't he a reason to succeed.
His will shaped by submission
to a higher power than his own
encouraged by right mentors.
Elderly invalids often leap
into service through a
ministry from their couch.
Hard work, patience, determination,
and faith gets us to our goal
when misdirected love says,
“It’s okay to quit.”
September 9, 2019
contest: Sometimes Love Is Not Enough https://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry/contests/sometimes_love_is_not_enough_13171
Host: Silent One
Categories:
invalids, 11th grade, faith, work,
Form: Free verse
alcoholic actors age artificially
frustrated feminists fornicate fiendishly
clever cops cripple conspiracies
nervous nannies neglect nurseries
morbid ministers murder martyrs
jealous judges justify junkies
lazy lawyers liberate lunatics
paranoid pimps pacify prostitutes
emotional eccentrics execute evangelists
gullible gangsters glorify graveyards
horny hypocrites horrify humanists
impotent invalids inspire incest
scorned schizophrenics sabotage sanity
disgraced diplomats destroy democracy
tormented terrorists terminate treason
reformed revolutionaries regret redemption
Categories:
invalids, conflict, corruption, identity, spoken
Form: Alliteration
PHRASIS V1
How different the voice,the tone
this tendency,sceptical despondency
only too plain.Wild hopes,extravagant
impatience,decided preference made
manifest,turns aside from the world
and thinks pity,pathos and pious
resignation.Privileged invalids,such
moping minstrels,utterly unhappy
‘cradle to grave’ see only their superior
sighs.A wave of disillusion,of doubt,
misgiving in abstract wisdom permeat
every utterance and infiltrates every stratum
of thought ,in this sorrow of genius.
From Alfred Austin- The Bridling of Pegasus
Listen to me recite this phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Categories:
invalids, writing,
Form: Verse
Tomorrow we’ll have a party, all my friends will be there
And Prezzies will be opened and Christmas we’ll share
And Susie will grin in her red flaming hair
And Alice with her doll, in her new wheel chair
Ned will strum his guitar and we’ll all start to sing
And laughter and cheer this Christmas will bring
And I’ll sail my boat across the Spanish Maine
Explore the Antarctic fighting storm and hurricane
And though Timmy’s Jewish, he’ll get his brace and his bear
Hanukkah and Christmas it’s the season we all share
And we’ll be as happy as we could ever be
And we’ll thank the folks from Variety
They give plenty of Prezzies for all us kids
And they come and play with us invalids
They donate millions of dollars for all child care
Isn’t it nice to know that they’re there!
Right now I’m quite sleepy, but I hear jingle bells
The sound of a sleigh “It’s Santa!” Tim yells
But it’s only the nurse making her round
Santa won’t come till we’re all sleeping sound
So as I lie neath the covers, all cosy and tight
I smile when I think Santa’s coming tonight
And I’m as hopeful as I could ever be
Santa got his instructions, this year from me!
Categories:
invalids, hope, christmas, christmas,
Form: Rhyme