And the Lord said,
Lo and behold,
Take this day of rest
And gaze directly into
The high and unbeholdable.
(8/30/26)
In the clouds, a rainbow halo,
With mottled colours that lay low,
Gloomy weather, darkness enshrouds,
A rainbow halo in the clouds;
An aura seen like mauve heather,
Darkness enshrouds, gloomy weather,
A sign divine that's unforeseen,
Like mauve heather, an aura seen;
Resplendent spread, God's own design,
That's unforeseen - a sign divine,
Salmon and gold, softly they bled,
God's own design, resplendent spread!
Beauty fleeting, lo and behold!
Softly they bled, salmon and gold,
Before the rain, heaven's greeting,
Lo and behold! Beauty fleeting!
I wasn't entrusted soul;
Bartering to be whole;
The leaf of my arms;
My hands in prayer mode;
Liken a squirrel nibbling holding his food;
Lo' and behold;
I am resonating;
Hands raised in praise celebrating;
4/26/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
“You must shut off your phone;
Place it into this case
Which we’ll lock up, until
You will exit this place.”
This was outside the theater
And, lo and behold,
No one griped, but all did
Just what they had been told.
It was strange, but real nice
Seeing not one lit screen
In the audience, members
Thrown off their routine.
No distractions from texters
Or people so bored
They must Google the news,
With politeness ignored.
So instead, all were focused,
The whole multitude,
On the actors, with some scenes
Performed in the nude.
That was likely the reason
No phones were allowed,
But I loved being part
Of an old no-tech crowd.
Posh and pale, but lightness you can feel
Absorbs darkness that kneel
Softness in every nook and household
Tenderness in the cold, lo and behold
Each color speaks
Loneliness and pains vanish, leaks
Of all the words in English lore,
That sounds like something from before,
Like “flibbertigibbet” or “brouhaha”,
Or some old, useless, “codswallop”, “tara-da-da,”
There is one that shines with such a wondrous glow,
A luminous and lovely, “lo and behold!”
It is not “glimmering,” nor just merely “bright,”
It speaks of pure, unadulterated light.
“Effulgent”, a word to make the spirits soar,
Describing brilliance from its very core.
It’s the sun at noon, in all its blazing power,
The vibrant, perfect essence of a flower,
A sudden, clear epiphany, a light on a dark way,
The radiant, shining splendor of a brand new day.
A complex, long, and winding word, you see,
A verbal rigmarole, if it needs be,
But once you grasp the luster of its sound,
True, shining, radiant wonder you have found.
So let the other words go lickety-split and fast,
“Effulgent” is a gem built to last!
Lady Macbeth, Lady Macbeth
Why did you want Macbeth to be king
Even when you have all you need
This is all caused because of your greed
You think you are like a bird
Trying to get away with what you did
But lo and behold!
Your spouse will die as the witches bid.
You may be proud of what you have done
But because of your guilt
You went mad
You know something was wrong, which was bad
Lady Macbeth, Lady Macbeth
Why did you want no sympathy
Neither did you wish for empathy
You wanted everyone dead
Macbeth, Macbeth
Bless his soul
But because of you persuading him to kill
His existence became a foul.
Your heart is as evil as witch
As hard as ice
If you had murdered someone before
It wouldn't be a big surprise
You look as gentle as a feather
So light and innocent
But inside you are nothing
but a crueler version of malificent
May we be blessed to have people in our life
Young and old…
who lo and behold…
when they speak…
we only hear the singing of the birds
and when they whisper in our ears…
it is our heart that hears their words
Poetry
Neither hobby
nor pastime
its grip ever
grows
Its hold on my
heart
through the drought
and the snow
Each word
that it sends me
each phrase
to impound
And blessing
the silence
my Savior
— resounds
(1st Book of Prayers: August, 2025)
Divine Wind
Shinto
or Buddhist
the Samurai
served
Their honor
and legiance
in blood
was preserved
The sword
as their mantle
and spiritual
Lord
Death
was their preference
dishonor
— abhorred
(Shinjuku Museum: October, 2003)
Betwixt & Between
Better or worse
those two oxymorons
Lying in wait
entrapping the weak
Lo and Behold
they claim self-importance
Lo and Behold
thoughts watered and meek
Polar extremes
they float barely conscious
To lure you between them
and hold you quite mad
Bye after Bye
they muddle your choices
Bye after Bye
— good orphaned with bad
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
Earnest a teary congregation, heavenly father, heed us in our prayer in humbling a fearful soul
Response in supplication, soul builder say, in a pristine may ,within cosmic and mundane role
The longest miriam word is rousing astounding intimidation , often a nihilism and so, fanciful
Raised hands in supplication , in praising a bounty,a meager churn, a lost console, my sensible
For a sheer soulmate, troubadour a voyage, trip ahoy, yearns along the cosmic, a divine depart
A disillusionment enhanced the sundance headstrong, a choregatherer , along a fossil, a desert
The day is done, the painstaking unborn, the twilight hue approaching you to my arty, revered
Trickling a melt downpouring a tilt , a healing zeal in fear and in solitude, outcry,lo and behold!
All encompassing a dearborn, majestic an unseen depth of a hymn song delight , ruled recalled
A reverie down the memory lane, a croon before the mundane along, do rush more to myriad.
I took our annual Christmas family portrait yesterday…
as usual it was a time of jubilation…
and once again I noticed we’re a family
in a state of transformation.
We’ve all grown another year older
but it really is much more…
for none of us are the exact same person
we were the year before…
School and jobs and life in general
alter us a little every day….
This portrait shows us face-timing
with the three of our family members who’ve moved away.
We couldn’t all get together this Christmas
which is why we had to Zoom…
but their laughter and their love…even in two dimensions
found their way into the room .
As our family has grown and changed…as all families do
the traditions we make along the way…must change a little too.
As we find new ways to get together…before we know it…lo and behold
new traditions like phoenixes….emerge from out the old.
As I looked at my family through the camera
as they all came into view…
I realized what’s important isn’t how we get together…
what’s important…is that we do.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I was a potato type of guy, forget the cookies and carrots,
didn't believe in Santa nor Cinderellas with golden chariots .
Twas' late at night as I crunched my chips I watched TV
lo and behold what did I hear ? a large thump and a humf,
coming from the chimney, Oh Dear !
He stomped and he clomped then he said to me,
" You live like a pigster and where is your sister ?
clean up your place, what the Hee! "
He held up a sock and my heart went KerPlunk
as I watched him remove all my favorite junk...
He then gave me a card that was both soft and hard
dipped in gold. It was lanced with a sweet magical stance.
He then waited and hummed as he Jingle Belled some
"It's time for my pension" he said, then he paused.
"Guess what ol' chap, you've been Sanctity Claused !"
.
lo and behold
her'z iz
unrecognizable to the
naked
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Could there be anything sweeter,
than our little dog named Fartina,
I wanted to see less of wretched in-laws,
they no longer come over because,
the gaseous funky green cloud,
emitting from Fartina makes me so proud.
I dare say we no longer have mice,
who now stay outdoors, how nice.
When Fartina goes to the vet,
it's a sure bet-
the leery vet techs yell, "Fartina's here!"
and the snooty lady in the waiting room
with the poodle holds her nose, oh dear!
At our family birthday party,
Fartina decided to get frankly, farty.
Our guests were all in a dither,
their faces crinkled, then quivered.
Til, lo and behold, a knock on the door,
pesky political solicitors once more!
Well, lovely Fartina took care of that-
a silent savage air biscuit commenced,
and our unwelcome visitors quickly
vaulted over the fence.
These days bad news travels fast,
but the flatulent antics of Fartina
makes laughter last. ~
Look at that here ooh hey look
There how beautiful to see all
Around me surroundings astounding
To be here in this vast forever. Look
Over there endless never every where!
All there is was it always ever every
Time of day? Can anybody ever say?
What are they? Surely beautiful I say
Show me all! Look The beautiful blue
Ball! Ooh aah! All those stars right
Here! Do ever weather care. Never
Ending any chance of catching a falling
Star. I know now I do not ever want
To leave this here. Is it a place? This
Ever ever every space? Is it the mind
Or hearts of the GODS?! I have soo
Much flaring senses for this I say
I TRULY LOVE THIS EXISTENCE! this
Feeling of sheer persistence! Ooh
Oh! LO and BEHOLD! I WILL NEVER
leave this DESTINATION more the
A heavenly location. The HEART THE
BEINGS OF GODS! Farewell TO EARTH
MY BELOVE! Farewell.
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