Razzle dazzle you silly climate man,
You have lost your reputation,
You sided with an alien clan,
Who dangled a temptation.
The alien planet lies in a galaxy far away,
It kept appearing night and day,
In a slimy, persuasive, evil way,
Razzle dazzle, one day you will pay.
But what did they tempt him with,
This of course is just a myth,
That he would be king of trillions
Of galaxies, not only millions.
Your attitude seems to want to stay,
But we don’t want that, so we pray,
Don’t cry crocodile tears now,
The damage is showing, 45 degrees wow.
Hey Mr. Climate pirate, we are frying,
People, animals and plants are dying,
Will you zip back to us, amongst the good,
And come back to your hood.
Yes I will, I am so sorry planet earth,
And promise your great length and girth,
That only you guys will i serve,
In my eternal life, I took a wrong curve.
He took his temperature every day,
And told the truth, he did not stray,
No longer a climate pirate but a friendly cartoon,
And the world would learn this soon.
The tale of a star
travels the circle, in life’s
blinking of an eye.
Destination to beyond
found in this sacred small space.
Abusing the meek,
Manhandling the weak,
Pleasure, if you like to seek,
Thinking that they don’t speak,
Your life becomes very bleak,
Once the torture reaches its peak!
People will no longer be mute.
If you change not your pursuit,
It will bring down your repute;
Very bitter is its fruit!
Become not ‘The Narcissistic Sun’;
You will be liked by none.
Permanent is not your power;
Hour by hour, it withers like a flower!
Take not pride in your strength;
Be aware, too short is its length!
4th Place
If I wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole,
why would I touch it with any other length pole?
There is nothing like falling for a wolf.
To which you would do anything for.
After once wounding the wolf,
there is not a length you will go to repay the wolf.
For allowing his fangs in your neck
means his bite may redeem your sins.
So you let him bite and hope it is hard enough
to leave you unconscious of any sin you may have committed.
After all, the wolf knows better than a dumb bunny.
Heaven has not left
the long dead bone,
alert mouse whiskers,
still move the seven seas.
At the beginning and the end
there is nothing to come,
that has not come and is.
Mammoths stride
a thousand leagues,
over a single blade of grass.
One small sparrow -
an Ark for infinity.
All that is,
is but one single event.
The speckled hen
lays worlds within worlds.
The unbridled beaks of seagulls,
unlock a book,
of common prayer.
I smoke a blunt
barricaded from the harsh sunlight
by a striped canopy.
You're taking a shower,
I daydream of full-length mirrors,
and soapy brown skin.
The post card in my hand
depicts the Roman Colosseum.
Gladiators are still hopelessly fighting time.
It's 1985
the world, as usual,
spins on like a tossed coin.
Make love while you can.
Find the lady in the shower,
wherever she is,
don't just sit there!
I want to write to you the endless paragraphs I dream about sending you,
Then shut the door behind and never look back but what good will it bring?
You’re too good for me, and I hate that.
I’m fragile, and clingy,
One wrong move and i’ll crumble.
I hate you, I love you,
I wish you knew how much you hurt me at times.
You don’t know it, and you don’t mean it I’m just blaming you too much.
I need to stop, I need to limit us,
So now I’m going to keep you at arm’s length now,
No more and no more.
combing my unkempt hair
unraveling years of not caring
my freedom knotted with reckless abandon
untangling each strand of dissatisfaction
cutting as curls fall away
each length a strand of injured time
January 30, 2023
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Planters who have to toil
To have some food boil
And the Digestive oil
Start with 500 AM Soil,
The Morning’s Freshness their strength;
The surest way to take it to a length.
Farmers should early toil
In a cultivable soil
But not forget snakes that goals spoil
And The Carefully Planned foil
By simply sliding in to coil.
Snake could deal with a planter,
In his farm at a canter,
His blood stream promptly poison
Without so much as this noising.
Just when we thought
wars were well and truly over,
done and dusted -
Russia invades Ukraine.
No mettle for friends
to take up arms.
to don the coat of arms
and fight tooth and nail
to quell the invader.
Instead its alms that are offered
and sanctions to starve and demean
the invader's will to fight.
It's a new World Order
at arm's length.
I avoid people who try to put me in their category ~~
when I know in my heart who and what I am.
Written April 1, 2022
almost spring
the cobwebbed corners
of the garden shed
A distant is a length of measure going from here to there~
1/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
We used to be so close
Close enough to read each other's minds and hearts
So in sync and in tune
A bond I never thought would be at risk of breaking
But now, you have boarded up your heart
Leaving me feeling rejected and dismissed
Cowardly avoiding me
Keeping me at arm's length with the distance you've placed between us
And I wonder...
Whose heart, is it that you are protecting, yours or mine?
October 19, 2020
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