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THE GREATEST PERFORMANCE OF MY LIFE
Ahhh… I had performed so many characters in my life.
A mother, then a single mother with all its encumbrances
of being a breadwinner, a homemaker and sometimes
a substitute father, a grandmother and now a retiree.
I worked in so many different positions, doing my all
in each of them, receiving awards and acknowledgements
for a work well done or for my contributions, inputs for
better procedures in improving the workflow and productivity.
Most of all, I made sure of being financially independent
before retiring for I want to be comfortable without thinking
of finances and I do not want to be a burden to my children.
To me, these were not performances, they were responsibilities.
Responsibilities to myself, to my children and to my work.
And now, I am having the greatest performance of my life.
Living the moment, doing the things I want to do, sharing
my blessings, my gifts to my loved ones and close friends.
Reinventing myself, learning, exploring, changing every day
the best possible way, not making a big deal of little things,
accepting what I cannot change, being grateful for what
I have and appreciating my loved ones and close friends.
Most of all being thankful to Him and trusting Him more
each day, living for today with no cares, worries and fear.
6/5/22 The Greatest Performance Of My Life Poetry
JCB Brul
LOOK AWAY
I see the children hurting;
I feel their pains aborting;
I just ignore them;
And when the time comes
As danger surrounds them
I just turn my head
NO acknowledgement
I just turn my head, my back as I just
I just look away
I see these bullying;
I see those scars and bruising;
Feels as though there’re continually losing;
I close mine eyes, (ignoring)
I just close my mind
And as I look away
I’m ashamed of me this day
I pray…..
And when the time comes
As danger surrounds them
I just turn my head
NO acknowledgements
I just turn my head, my back as I just
I just look away
11/21/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Waiting on defeat, the feet
I'm whimsical, captured, no bondage
Unrestricted
I have inclinations
No bondage freed from our regrets
Waiting on the beat
Notions unrestricted
To prance away
Say what, what you say
Dancing displayed, non controlled
No acknowledgements
Notions unrestricted
Waiting on the beat unbound non inclusive
Awaken dreams a dancing machine, galloping liberties
Unfettered, uncovered, uninhibited, unrestricted
Free to the fancy, fancy toward the freed
Given all that's liberty, give me liberty
People all, all you people stand on your feet
The feet of creation stand over circumstances deeper than oceans
Crawl, walk, run, fall in we're all notions unrestricted
This one is for all the ladies who give up their priorities and career for their family. For the ladies who dedicate their lives in looking after husband’s parents, her children and indeed her beloved husband.
This one is for the ladies who lag behind whilst their spouses remain updated for being on professional ground.
This one is for the ladies who avoids argument and feud to maintain happiness and ambience of her home.
This one is for the ladies, whose birthday, every member of the house forgets but with all her love, she makes their birthday a special occasion.
This one is for the ladies, who do not complain about their illness and are available to serve when ever needed.
This one is for the ladies who are asked to “look within,” when her children grow, when her husband changes his priorities, when her duties as a daughter in law are almost done!
Not only through my words but with all the respect and understanding, I shall be there for you forever.
To me it seems, I have deleted my own life.
Yet, I have no acknowledgements, no respite!
All these years through the spin,
Now, when I was expecting a win,
You have asked me to look within!
From dusk, till dawn….
I cried for being used as a pawn.
Disgrace and wounds that I have never shown,
Have probably allowed you to take the lead on!
I thank you for asking me to look with in!
I feel strong and I know I have been a linchpin.
No, I am not sinking!
Despite your blames and meaningless inklings.
Proudly, I stand glinting!
I am loving and a caring personality.
Empathised all through, despite living through brutality!
How would you, parents and kids deny my hospitality!
I am so done with the sick banality.
I am a scholar, intelligent and creative!
To keep up your vanity and superiority happily submitted to your ego trip!
Quite elucidative that I should not have been so accommodative!
I have been there, through their teens and routines.
Yes, your kids are luminous, brilliant and pristine!
I am happy that I looked within!
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Pursuing a solo career turned out to be a great choice.
Laura was gifted with a strong alto voice.
From upstate New York, this fine lady came.
Her prolific songwriting talent launched her to fame.
We saw that overwhelming success coming true
with the release of “How Am I Supposed to Live Without You”.
Laura’s biggest number one hit was “Gloria”.
That one lasted a long time on the charts in America.
Two other song hits the public would extol,
were the popular “Solitaire” and “Self Control”.
For several film soundtracks, she contributed many a song.
The list of acknowledgements and awards is certainly long.
Unfortunately, this talented artist is not with us anymore.
Laura sadly passed away back in 2004.
I thank both wikipedia.org online encyclopedia and LauraBraniganOnline.com for information I obtained to write this poem.
I sit at the water’s edge
With my lone reflection to see
What happened to our pledge?
Now, will never come to be
My tears ripple in water below
No more skipping stones
Pain from memories I know
Slowly seep into my bones
As the waves ebb and flow
On heartaches from a distant shore
I wonder if you know
That I will miss you evermore
And the sadness in my heart
Will echo through the years
And yet again will start
The rippling of tears
Waves of pain come over me
As dark clouds hover above
Tears blurring vision, I can hardly see
How can I endure this loss of love?
My reflection distorted, now unknown
As if I lost myself as well
I fear what my broken heart has sown
In this sorrow that within me dwells
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7/14/17
Acknowledgements:
My thank and appreciation to Heidi for sharing
her poetic voice with me. As always, it has been
a pleasure working with you Heidi.
Before I start this poem, I seek
To acknowledge that I sit on the land of the Wequaeesgeek
And that my laptop, at which I peer through thick glasses
drowns islands in the Pacific with greenhouse gases.
I know life has always given me the edge
Due to my Jewish Ashkenazi privilege.
And being male I'm in the patriarchy
At the top of the oppressive hierarchy.
I apologize for my pronoun being 'he'
At least it could have been 'they' or 'we'.
I apologize that all these apologies are fake
And for the real apologies that I didn't make.
Now back to my poem, it occurred at night
I can't let that idea fade, take flight
I didn't have a pen; I should have written it quick
I've lost the thread and now I feel sick.
I watch the clouds turn to gray
And I listen for the rain
Then I hear the haunting melody you play
As it echoes with sad refrains
I often wonder why, you only play
that haunting melody on rainy days
What sad memory do you recall
When those raindrops fall
I wonder what you may have lost
that left behind a cold winter frost
As lightening bolts strike the mountains
The thunder and music seem to blend
I feel deep heartache as I listen, I grieve
Silently hoping you will find reprieve
From what has captured you within
For rain to wash away the haunting sin
But the storm brings no reprieve
And I hold on to the pain
The heartache does not leave
But comes down with the rain
As I know I will always hear
This haunting melody to my ears
That shakes my soul to the core
Standing all alone at your door
So I will join in, with you violin
For I know I'll always hear
The sad sounds of your strings
And on the piano I'll share
The sorrow the rain brings
Drenching my heart, because I care
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Acknowledgements:
My thanks and appreciation to Heidi for sharing her poetic voice
with me in this write. Great working with you Heidi.
The weary sailors were lost at sea,
Hoping to find a guiding light,
Wondering if they would survive this misery,
And escape their stormy plight;
But the mighty waves would not relent,
And roared like thunder through the night,
The ship was tossed with fierce intent,
The sea was showing them its might;
The wind was blowing against them,
And the sailors did not give up their fight,
But they forgot their captain was at the helm,
Who had noticed a beacon shining bright;
The lighthouse was but a speck in the storm,
While turbulent waves gave a sure fright,
Still, far, they could see an island form,
And to them, it was the most beautiful sight;
The captain whistled and steered the ship,
The sailors encouraged, held on tight,
Together, they did not let their vessel flip,
As they reached the island safe alright.
~~
7/15/17
Acknowledgements:
My thanks and appreciation to Jo for doing this
collaboration with me. Jo, it was a pleasure working with you.
I jot down this simple thought this is what it is I should. . .
PRAY
On a shopping list I part taken of
Of this I insist that I be loved
I jot down this simple wish I think that we should just...
PRAY
NOTING THAT SUBSTANCES
I NEED TO SURVIVE THIS DAY
PRAY
But my spirit needs acknowledgements
and my spirit needs much encouragement
Prayer
Prayer
Prayer
I must talk with you today (Lord)
Prayer
Prayer
Prayer, Pray
I need your thoughts on this matter Lord
God I need to pray
I jot down this simple wish I think that we should just...
PRAY
NOTING THAT SUBSTANCES
I NEED TO SURVIVE THIS DAY (all I need do is just)
PRAY
But my spirit needs acknowledgements
And my spirit needs much encouragement
Needed your advice
Oh, God I don't understand the things of this land or even man
Why? mankind got me yearning for a new beginning and why
I need to survive why my body yearns for nourishment
But my spirit needs acknowledgement
Lord, can I, will you just talk to me,
Can I talk to you
I jot down this simple thought that I should pray
Prayer
Written words by Carmen L. Brown Lee & James Edward Lee Sr.
Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. & The Corinthian TM
August 24 2016
In anthology "Purpose" 2016, 2017