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Lo! those little birds
in the fields and trees
they don't fear
bad news
oh! the little children
in the world
they do not unfurl
they do not fear
bad news
they just won't fear
and it awe
and
all in all
everyone, anyone
they do not fear
bad news
though
cause
choose to have confidence
while trusting in
they do not fear
bad news
for the day confidently
trust in the Lord to care for them
Our God shall and will take care of us
We refuse
BAD NEWS !
4/24/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Psalm 112:7
Psalms 112: 7
Naked I approach the gate of Eden
looking east I see the tree of life
Tall and heavy with succulent fruit
her branches bowing low
Dare I open the gate
and walk upon the garden's ground
Cherubim with swords of flame
shake their mighty blades
The force of their wind strikes me down
and I am rolled away...
Am I from the seed of Cain
cursed upon an cursed earth
Awaken into a dream
falling towards heavens
Cold is my skin
but hot to the touch
Boil my blood till my soul evaporates and blends within the cosmos
Choas is planned
all in all is all
Shake the gate of Eden
shake until it breaks
and Eden spills onto a damned earth
washing away sin is it overflows
Pure doves of black and white
flutter into the sky
Layers upon layers of time churn
as butterfly shape angels giggle
dropping seeds of the Life's Tree
from the beginning to the end of the world
Why is life given
Why is life taken
one bite of her flesh and we are eternal
Swallow hard and bestow
Eden into our hearts
within our blood
clutched by raw fist
that dare to grasp eternity
Innocence regained
with the taste of evil upon our lips
Born into sin but cleansed by the Life tree
From being godlike to becoming a god
eternity is the first step through
Eden's gate.
My life wrapped up in so few words
A paradox of convoluted simplicity
There’s basically what came before~
then what came after you
With you intrinsically at the core
at the heart of my life
All in all it’s been one long
winding scenic roadtrip
With polychromatic memories
and treasures amassed
All culminating now into
this one bubbling cauldron
I am pressed by a sense of urgency
to make up for lost time
Once the soul of an artist
trapped in a butterfly without wings
I now feel whole and compelled
to creativity and leave my legacy
AP: 2nd place 2020
Submitted on September 27, 2019 for contest STORY OF MY LIFE IN TEN LINES sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 2ND
We lived or should I say we died slowly
Living a day more is a blessing,
To right the wrongs, sculpt out lasting monuments with our blood, sweat and tears
It's also a countdown timer, ticking clocks signalling how close the end of our short life is.
We phased in and out, between each waking moment,
Reality and fiction got entwined,
Caught in the raving madness of survival
As we toil and cuss and sigh and move on breathless,
All in the name of living life.
Chapters by chapters of existence got flipped out,
Some with unwritten episodes, some unfinished,
and yet some with finished episodes with unintelligible inventions,
Yet again, we had chapters with happy endings in their finished episodes,
All in all, it ended, however it did.......
Now, gears of existence are being oiled again,
Puffing out smoky entrails of fresh resolutions to be penned down,
New chapters to be written and lived,
As our short existence roll out before us.
The Owl And The Pussy Cat By Edward Lear,
He, this poet was in top gear.
Exciting, extraordinary excellent read,
Oh the Owl and the Pussy Cat the child does need!
Warming well-being, whimsical write,
Loving loverly lovely light.
Awesome and amazing adorable antidote,
Never forgot this poem he wrote...
Dreamily dreaming darling dream,
The owl and the pussy cat were a great team!!
Heartwarming, healing rhyming-seeds,
Expertly crafted and exceeds…
Positively positive perfection plated,
Uplifting, universally uncomplicated.
Sensational seducing start,
Sweetly sweetened sweet; so smart!!!
Young-at-heart-yarn...
Creative creations constantly charm.
All in all a favourite book for it articulately,
Truthfully, terrifically took…
If you care to get to know me, you’ll find
I’m an open book with no dark hidden secrets
I’m unpretentious and uncomplicated.
On this rollercoaster that is our journey
I take the curves life throws at me, the time for gentleness
Along with the bouts of wild exuberance.
I crave the thrill of challenge and the satisfaction of creativity
I’m spiritual in many ways though on the surface not always calm
I value greatly the many vibrant colors of honesty and honor.
I treasure most integrity and how it radiates from deep inside
I’ll respect anyone driven to make this world a better place
And sing high praises to all who dare to fight oppression.
I’m a simple person, sensitive with a big heart
I love beauty in all its many splendored facets
And stand in awe at the plentiful mysteries of our universe.
I’m but a modest minion in one giant grandiose galaxy
All in all that’s probably all about me you’d ever need to know.
AP: 3rd place 2022
Another golden star had fell
Turn down your bright light
And let the candle flame burns slowly
While we honour the hero shrouded in his passing bell
Great larinde is no more, died in a violent struggle with death
And his award winning whole swims in a pool of emotional blood
The golden jewel is stolen by death
In a line we fails to hold, only to be imagined : had he still alive, he would have done like this.
Doctor Larinde has treated us this way. Like a selfish, he went all in all with his undaunted and vast talents.
Had we knew, we would have cried more than Elisha “our father! The chariot of Nigeria”
It seems that his magnificent talents can threatened the agents of death
While we believed his eloquences can cause death to shiver
Yet, the great warrior loses the battle like an amateur
While the his philosophical stands has not conquer death through researches
Even if the ground is painted by mourning and the whole world fails to contain the multitude of our words; the truth stands still : Larinde is gone, into a journey of no return.
O d’arinako, a d’oju ala, o di beni jo ni a b’eniyan n joyan
We love you but God loves you more.
Small gauge large sound
could be trivia profound
Stations and shunters
red lights for the punters
Small member large auto
mobile cars pars pro toto
In silly banter we trust
French letters a must
But remember the other
Freud had a mother
In Victorian Vienna he toiled
his thoughts rather soiled
In mind he bonked on the couch
dirty old man sought to debauch
Those wicked rationalizations
what a treat for all nations
Kill thy father bonk thy pother
plenty of perversity to smother
So deliriously stupid it seems
it is all in all in those dreams
Yet morbid mortality calls
when the man stumbles and falls
He walked a tight sleezy rope
cocaine was his grand old dope
When the wicked go mad
it culminates bad and sad
High volume tiny shackles
still nonsense’s trifle crackles
All quiet again at the libido check out
Sigmund is dead long live the doubt
The University of the universe,
Not the Cambridge,
But the Harvard in Cambridge
The camp bridging the universe in Cambridge
Not the Cambridge!
Harvard,in top, the list of the top ten of academic
It bridged the cities of the globe before villages did, is dynamic
Now the US, was new to land to Columbus
Harvard is old and brought Columbus in it's syllabus
Harvard,a king making palace, yes, in confidence
It makes the US Presidents in precedence
The vision of Harvard of imparting knowledge is noble ,
As many of it's products won the prize of Nobel!
A drop but from the dome of Harvard came, the FACE BOOK on cable
All in all, the output of the Harvard is treated as able
To all the people trust in God
And also to all the people searching going good
Harvard is a reward of God,no doubt!
Some people you meet ...
Creep their way into your being
Like a kitten chasing shadows and dust
The pounce FAR more important than the prey
Little bits of things ephemeral
Intangible emotions and markers
That mean little in-and-of themselves
But all-in-all have a life, recombinant
And a spirit abiding ... gracious.
Quietly, gently, step-by-step
They climb the spiral to your heart's keep
No hurry, for the sake of surety
And without pretense
So you'll know JUST who they are
And not mistake the glint of their character and care.
'Tis a steady and pure ascent
For they are of integral station and sincerity
Honoring kindness and truth and love
And attending candor as the treasure YOU do.
Oh, a special place awaits them at the top of the stair
A soft, deep seat in the sun
Where a person can warm their heart with conversation
And where two friends can talk all things poetic
In the quiet corners of the day.
You are locked away in that roundtower, my friend
And whatever this life may bring
I shall wait patiently for that chat
Rain or sun, the tea shall be hot
And the words will find themselves ...
In good company.
~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Pick A Friend On Soup" Poetry Contest, Bobby May, Judge & Sponsor.
( For one of the best poets and best people I've ever met at Poetry Soup )