For those of you who aren't
Musically au fait
Let me describe to you
How to set up gigs to play
Despite your best efforts
And the preparation done
Inevitably some snag
Will bite you on the bum
You lug in all the gear
It weighs a helluva lot
Only to discover the stage
Is the size of a table top
Only a single power point
Is available for you to use
Leads are strung up everywhere
To trip on as you choose
Tension is running high
As a preliminary strum
Causes feedback squeals
But the worst is yet to come...
The mics are on the blink
The lightings really dim
Someone breaks a string
It's pandemonium!
Qualities possessed Heaven blessed having Beauty gives great pleasure from the father spoke in agape let the beauty of the Lord Our God be upon us
Satisfaction to see here and think about delighted the lightings the senses in mind brings beautiful witness this blessedness let the beauty of the Lord Our God be upon us
And when is rainbow shines in the skies
Above the altitude the trees so it shines excellent of its kind things and people collectively extraordinary let the beauty of the Lord Our God be upon us
So he speaks it so so he speaks everything he creates is wonderfully and beautifully made speak Life spoken life creator with everything that had breath praise him and through it all let the beauty of the Lord Our God be upon us always
7/6/23
written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
A tiny window that we can see through the house.
We can not see with eyes.
But we can see with our heart clearly.
We can see a forest there are lightings struck around.
The fire flames burning the forest they crisp trees.
The wolf howls.
The ground got extreme roughy it soil got burns
The sonic is going in are head.
But a unite squad come the intention to save us.
The God power comes to realise to not get scared.
A cordination always works the forest slowly get.
His animals and nature back they never stops.
They go everywhere to save us even in burning flames.
The naked hills are clad in snow
Blurring the houses that line up in a row
The wind that blows is icy chill
Freezing cold is the water of the rill
Trees stand stripped and bare
But so much gaiety is in the air
Lightings from all houses shine
Sending out a radiance divine
Christmas trees stand finely decorated
Cribs are colorfully illuminated
The day has come when Christ was born
In our midst as the greatest boon
He came not in glory arrayed
But in a poor man’s rags clad
Took birth not in a palace of gold
But in a deserted manger of old
Poor shepherds were the sole witness
They beheld his radiant face in stillness
Whole world is under his magic sway
As love for all is his wondrous way
Jesus came down from Heaven to Earth
To offer the world its true mirth
To dole out the priceless treasure of peace
To see all bitterness and enmity cease.
Merry ditties echo from every street
Children sing Christmas carols sweet
From angelic band, rises the lovely refrain-
“Peace on Earth and goodwill to men"
Behold his radiant face in the stillness of night
Of a babe born to illumine the world in light
Nov.20. 2022
I'm waiting on a tradesman
I've been waiting now for months
The place is falling down around me
While I'm down in the dumps
The plumbings making noises
The lightings on the blink
Can someone fix the cupboards
And replace the laundry sink
Please fluff up the insulation
A paint job wouldn't go amiss
All of this I can't do myself
Because my skill set is remiss
My job is pushing pen and paper
And its only now I realise
That in hindsight my career choice
Was perhaps somewhat unwise
I could be making the big bucks
And raking in lots of dough -
Oh, if only l'd been a tradesmen
I wouldn't have this tale of woe!
It rained and poured heavily as never before
Washing away hills,downs and the plain;
Sure it was a commited lofty drain
To revive the struggling, straggling live galore;
Lightings thunder like pretentious promoters
Heckled over the ravage and disorder
Off and beyond all stay and border;
Nothing but just Water : muddy ripples and floaters
Strange it is the serene freshness and poise
Follows all such mockery excess and ablution
The essence of being is contained within evolution
While all human play and way fills noise
And only sound and fury to conclude
In hallow vain , absurd and futile a feud.
Flowers were snoring with sweet dreams,
When the Sun's fingers woke them up;
A symphony of birds-chorus,
Like a concert, seemed to thrill up...
Amidst summer's severe staring,
Rain opened his tap so softly;
A Ray-gleam joyously wetting…
The breeze seemed to wipe her gently...
Storm's wretched hand at such juncture,
Snatched the small sachets of roses;
Leaving the sunshine and shower,
Lay cuddling into bird's nestles...
Thunder smashed the sky; lightings laughed;
Bamboos kissed and the flutes giggled;
Weddings of clouds and vapors blessed;
Heat flew fear-filled, dreams unfulfilled.
========
O Nature! Play this 'hide-and-seek',
With my soul when she's sorrowful;
That she might reach joy's highest peak,
And dwell there, forever, blissful...
“Let the floods clap their hands; let the hills sing together for joy”
(Psalms 98:8)
23 May 2021
Personification Poem 150 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
That "first glance" is which I will never forget in my life.
It was the first meet whence those attracting
attaching amusing eyes locked mine.
Stealthily hypnotized and made me fall
captivated to his smiling striking swallowing eyes,
stole my heart generously and shielded me inside.
Gradually progressing & processing with
distinguished peachy romanticism:
sighting,nurturing,nourishing,
provisioning,kissing,hugging,
punching,tweaking,fighting,
patting with lightings...love endures enormously.
Our Undying divine love overflows boundlessly
demanding immeasurable unite.
12-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Second place in the Contest.
Note:*I will never forget..poetry contest*
Sponsored by Silent One
Love goes away quickly, without regrets, tears and farewells, leaving only insomnia and bleeding stanzas. Sloppily, hastily and haphazardly written lines: "Love's gone, leaving behind all i's dotted and all t's crossed”. Oh, how you’re rough, my draft! Misspellings, strikethrough vows of love, blacked out curses, female profiles in the margins, exclamation points, blots and ellipsises - ellipsises at the end of every line - the footprints of irreversible love...
crests zigzags lightings
asterisks that's how love went
into my poems
Cancerville
Cancer is completely indifferent to 5K beat cancer runs
and pink fight cancer ribbons and fervent prayers and
candle lightings and novenas and incense and myrrh.
Cancer has no hate or love for us. We're their Earth.
Chemo wasn't a walk in the park nor walking on hot coals.
"good days and bad". It was managed. The "cure" is ironic.
Bring the patient near death. Kill the cells, good and bad.
Let the body recover and scan to look for dead tumors. :-)
In Cancerville we all have ports to pump us with chemo.
Pour in the heavy metals and Mustard gas derivatives.
We all puke and **** accidentally. Think of your worst
hangover times 10. Oddly we want to continue to live on.
Time crawls at a snail's pace in Cancerville; wait and despair.
MRI's and Scans and blood work. Expecting the worst always!
Cancerville is a casino where you can only bet your life.
It's a game of chance in Cancerville. Bets against the house.
The lightings strikes and the thunder rolls
but how can it be my names on this tombstone.
As the devil been out, collecting mens souls.
Seeing my name as sent a shiver down by backbone.
But how can it be my names on this tombstone.
A hand on my shoulder and a whispered word.
Seeing my name sent a shiver down by backbone.
Is this my greeting have I joined the devils work.
A hand on my shoulder and a whispered word.
As the devil been out, collecting mens souls.
Is this my greeting have I joined the devils work.
The lightings strikes and the thunder rolls.
I
There was a Roamer,he was deeply sick,
Debt to th'immenseness of his gift:
He has so power as to be weak,
They were so freely as to be not lift.
II
Thus his fate with bless could not be shift,
And the shade of morn colour'd his eyes:
Through their source the light was rift,
Though their iris were dread dries.
III
The surroundigs of his bold were gray's,
And the centre of his aim unsung;
To his hermous grave no one will cries,
To his height no stair- could has been rung.
IV
And Who is He? When he'll be sprung?
May someone knows where is his loom?
Whose wind will blow his bloodless lung?
The immortal strings, the Hand, the strum?
V
A lightings' path yet cleaves the gloom,
And unnamed swarms deeping the leak,
Alas! Shall now we fear his mark of doom,
While the face of Hope's- becoming lirk?
Or is this it, what has been seek?
In Life there is so many storms
Come rushing in quick as the wind
With tears falling like rain
With-in the heart so much pain
Feeling shallow emptiness with-in
With words of lightings fiery darts
Shooting across Striking hearts
Feeling Life's Misery of iniquity
Praying on Feeble knees take it away
Lord... Forgive me of my sinful days
Comes Shining Son -Rays
Giving His redeeming Light
Calming every storm... cleansing bright
Healing hearts... with rejoicing warmth
Filling empty space of Love.... with His Grace
Wondering... Why... Life's storms come
What reason... for seasons
Time grows Near
Prepare thy way
Eternity soon Our Lord's Day
Come to Jesus
In Life there is so many storms
Come rushing in quick as the wind
With tears falling like rain
With-in the heart so much pain
Feeling shallow emptiness with-in
With words of lightings fiery darts
Shooting across Striking hearts
Feeling Life's Misery of iniquity
Praying on Feeble knees take it away
Lord... Forgive me of my sinful days
Comes Shining Son -Rays
Giving His redeeming Light
Calming every storm... cleansing bright
Healing hearts... with rejoicing warmth
Filling empty space of Love.... with His Grace
Wondering... Why... Life's storms come
What reason... for seasons
Time grows Near
Prepare thy way
Eternity soon Our Lord's Day
Come to Jesus
In Life there is so many storms
Come rushing in quick as the wind
With tears falling like rain
With-in the heart so much pain
Feeling shallow emptiness with-in
With words of lightings fiery darts
Shooting across Striking hearts
Feeling Life's Misery of iniquity
Praying on Feeble knees take it away
Lord... Forgive me of my sinful days
Comes Shining Son -Rays
Giving His redeeming Light
Calming every storm... cleansing bright
Healing hearts... with rejoicing warmth
Filling empty space of Love.... with His Grace
Wondering... Why... Life's storms come
What reason... for seasons
Time grows Near
Prepare thy way
Eternity soon Our Lord's Day
Come to Jesus
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