Long Chalcedony Poems
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.CORLEO the robot inspired our venture
the robot with navigation control
seeking cactus fruit and rare stones
the brittlebush and desert lilies patterns
embordered in to silks and cottons
from the looms of yarners the warmth of a poncho
a tent and rv for staying
CORLEO for exploration
"the area known as desert Tulips."
The vibrant blooms of the Adenium Obesum
they sought to find the treasures in
a complicated environment.
peyote, a cactus with a button-like crowns
she spoke again in a much noticeable tone
her voice a soothing distinctive tone
a songlike chant a melonic flow
Banda the brasses and woodwinds
could her melonic tone as she spoke
nearly singing, she soothed me into her words
we came upon an outcrop of assorted rocks
one to include agate, amethyst, beryl, fluorite,
garnet, opal, barite, calcite, chalcedony,
jasper, quartz, lapis lazuli, and malachite.
walking barefoot on the concrete slab of the trailer
makes her feet as black as tar
Yeshu"a bin Yusef she spoke
of her troubles and in trouble
I will speak this name she said
then I shall seek remedy
and seek solution to our needs
all while not telling what
the crown of the desert
really meant
I felt used and foolish.
My company to her nothing special
as her next friend shall be the same.
Nothing specail, just a mere person
A polarizing perception of a weak man.
The Myth of belonging
just woman exploiting men.
A Brothel in 1800's is belived to be a myth
until a truck of gold is found
and a book with the names of many
people discovered
"Mujer tribal puta" was the cover-up
and now we know why.
they hasd discovered how to use
wires to communicate
and wished to keep
it a secret.
the Joshua Trees rattle from
Quakes.
The wisps of climbing clouds floating away,
brush azure on the end-summer burnt sky.
The returning birds bathe in the sea of blue,
in twilight gleam to the amber nest they fly.
Autumn arrives with pristine crystal prism
in lucent threshold of sun-soaked horizon,
splitting surreal sunbeam in VIBGYOR rays,
hues spill out of palette coloring the dawn.
Bowed down slender blades of fawn grass
sway in crisp air on lap of auburn meadow,
wear crafted crown of shining topaz dew,
sparkling with the flair of chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt cinnabar garden path,
dry trunks of the sepia trees still stand tall.
In the rhythmic rustle of the blushing leaves
they hear the melody of autumn’s footfall.
As the setting sun sets fire in the satin sky,
making collage of vermillion ember bright.
Under its crimson radiance I wait enthralled
for stars to sprout in pellucid autumn night.
August 20, 2020
The wisps of climbing clouds float slowly away,
brushing the azure of the end-summer’s ashen sky.
The returning birds bathe in the glint of the blue bay,
in the twilight gleam to the amber nest they all fly,
as autumn arrives with crystal ambiance on the sly.
In the lucent threshold of the sun-soaked horizon,
it splits the surreal sunbeam in the spectrum of rays,
sparkle of hues spilling from the palette colors the dawn.
Bowed down slender blades of fawn grass sway
in the crisp air on the lap of meadow turning gray.
They wear crafted crown of the shining topaz dew,
flickering with the flair of dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt cinnabar garden path paved anew,
dry trunks of the sepia trees stand on the soil fallow,
hear in rustle of golden leaves autumn’s footfall slow.
As the setting sun sets fire in the fading satin sky,
making a surreal collage of vermillion ember bright.
Under its crimson radiance I wait with the spirit rising high
to greet the stars sprouting in the pellucid autumn night,
in moondust I long to be suffused with the aura of delight.
October 14, 2020
At the frail fringe
of the twilight zone
the dwindling day flushes
depleted
the halcyon horizon
with the last shower
of cinnabar sequins,
the sunset splendor
transient,
spins with celestial strands
spell bound,
the formless fabric
of cadenced cloud,
turning to cosmic violin
r e v e r b e r a t i n g …
In the misty milepost
overtly ordained,
designed
at the finite edge
of fated pathway
penultimate,
embedded inexorably
at nebulous periphery
of amorphous future
obscure,
the twilight tune
resounds the requiem
for the secluded sole,
silhouetted still
against sundown skyline
of resonant radiance,
discerning destined
in the cauldron of time
the final flash
of the demolished day,
d r o w n I n g….
The twirling tapestry
of tempestuous suffering,
interlaced inherently
with the chalcedony clouds
of smarting storm,
ravages the weary horizon
flustered,
seamlessly serene once,
marks the chameleon shift
of the concealed colors
of dormant desires
on the convoluted canvas,
lacerates the last corner
of the fading fresco
of the mystified mind,
c r u m b l i n g….
Deformed shards
of the splintered sky
swirl in squally pathos,
disperse in dismal clumps
of desolate cloud
curled,
the remnant patina
of sunflower sanguinity
still sparkles
in the departing flashes
of the sinking sun,
diffusing the montage
of derelict memory,
composes the melody
dormant
of the unsung dreams
with lyrical life’s
fading refrains
fossilized,
silence sequesters
music of bliss
in spectral sonata
of sunset swansong,
r e s o n a t i n g ….
What Will Heaven Be Like PART III
The glory of the Lord all over your face
The glory of God is in this place
What will heaven be, what will it be like
Streets of gold, mansions foundation and city wall is adorned precious jewels
Foundation jewels jasper sapphire; chalcedony; emerald
Pure gold and diamond and onyx, carnelian, and bedellium
Ruby, sardonyx, sardius; and chrysolite, beryl, topaz, chrysoprase
Jacinth, amethyst plus crystal rivers transparent walls of gold
This and many other beautiful visons told
I wanna walk on them streets gold
As I ponder, this I wonder... what will heaven be like
4/09'10
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2010
"The joy of the chromatic scenario embraces me,
as I’m allured by the autumns aura.” – Quote by Poet
The strands of silver cloud slowly drift,
graze the end-summer’s smoky sky.
The birds bathe in the luster of the blue bay,
fly in the twilight gleam to the nursing nest,
as autumn arrives creating the crystal ambiance.
Through the sunburst horizon’s diaphanous drape,
surreal spectrum radiates from the silken sunrays,
sparkling hues of the sky’s palette paint the dawn.
The bowed down blades of cinnamon grass swing
in the crisp air on the lap of the fawn meadow.
The pasture wears the crown of diamond dew,
sparkling with the flair of dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-soaked cinnabar garden path,
the trunks of tawny trees stand on the fallow soil,
as the rustling golden leaves echo the footfall of fall.
The setting sun ignites the inferno in the seamless sky,
makes a collage of blazing vermillion ember.
Suffused with its crimson glow I wait with soaring spirit
to see the stars sprout in the pellucid night,
get imbued with the flashing moondust aura of autumn.
“The colorful collage of nature’s marvels makes
a tapestry of vibrant delight”. Quote by Poet
The clumps of climbing cotton clouds float away,
brush the azure of the ashen summer sky.
The returning birds bathe in the blue bay,
in the amber twilight to the auburn nest they fly,
as autumn arrives with chromatic charisma on the sly.
In the lucent sunburst sky the golden horizon
splits the surreal sunbeam in spectrum of radiant rays,
the sparkle of hues from its palette colors the dawn.
Drooped down slender blades of fawn grass sway
in crisp air on the lap of meadow turning green from gray.
The pasture wears the crafted crown of topaz dew,
flickers with pearly flair of dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-splashed cinnabar garden path paved anew,
dry trunks of the sepia trees stand on the sienna soil fallow,
the crimson leaves rustle with autumn’s footfall slow.
The scarlet sunset sets fire in the fading satin sky,
makes a mesmeric collage of vermillion ember bright.
Soaking its cherry radiance I wait with spirit rising high
to greet the sapphire stars sprouting in pellucid autumn night,
draped by cerulean moondust I’m suffused with colorful delight.
Just looking out my Window across the green fields and enjoying the wonderful scent seemly alive in the spring atmosphere the kiss of the breeze so complete.. To see with eyes me to you and what you could be may be inside the spirits wait to reflex the fight or flight my mind welcomed a peaceful people, places, and things we share with chest out boldly the creator of ourselves words and words to be accounted for a reason to explain my opinion expressed. Our inner cities' inner thoughts remain crucified with Christ Jesus, what a friend to have in the King's Book. My eyes read about the Twelve Gates and the Gates were Pearls. The street was paved with Pure Gold as transparent glass pearl and gold the Twelve Gates and Twelve Precious Stones! what a gate! Precious Stones
Jasper is a stone as far as the eyes can see the jasper reduces stress healing and rest.
Sapphire as far as the eyes can see healing gives peace as best never the less.
Chalcedony as far as the eyes could see blue or white or pink gives joy happiness inner peace the twelve gates are a mystery that is on time in the praying mind of all when all is good in the field. Emerald as far as the eyes could see Emerald gives improved communication. Sardony Stone gives protection and strength and attracts friends that be together sometime somewhere somehow someday.
Sardius when under attack it is just like Carmelia.
Chrysolyte apple green the heart security trust balance hormones even mends a broken heart
Beryl stone as far as the eyes can see hard green blue let go and find the answer look for the answer. Be the answer!
Topaz a thousand shades the throat the head overcomes the fear, a sense of confidence experience balance.. you are privileged!
Chripoprasus's green self-love acceptance playfulness connection to nature I love to see the green grass grow and watch the water flow. Jacinth purple blue many colors orange heals Amethyst pure gold pearls Twelve Gates to the City
The clumps of climbing cotton clouds
float slowly away, brushing the azure arena
of the end-summer’s ashen sky.
The returning birds bathe
in the glimmer of the blue bay,
as through the amber twilight gleam
they all fly to the auburn nests,
while September ushers the aura of autumn
with chromatic kaleidoscope of splendor.
In the lucent edge of the sunburst sky,
the halcyon horizon splits the sunbeam spray
into the spectrum of radiant rays,
the sparkle of hues spilling from its palette
colors the canvas of the dainty dawn.
Bowed down slender blades
of fawn grass rise and sway in the crisp air
on the cradle of the mellow meadow.
The pasture wears the crafted crown
of topaz dew, flickering with pearly flair
of the shining dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-splashed cinnabar garden path,
the dry trunks of the sepia trees
stand on the sienna soil turning fallow,
hear in the rustle of the golden leaves
the autumn’s footfall, striding slow.
As the scarlet sunset sets fire
in the fading satin sky, making a surreal collage
of vermillion ember, glowing bright,
under its crimson radiance
I wait with the spirit soaring high
to greet the sapphire stars,
sprouting in the pellucid autumn night.
Swathed by the argentine moon dust of delight,
I long to be suffused with September rhapsody.
The wisps of the climbing clouds float slowly away,
brushing the azure of the end-summer’s ashen sky.
The returning birds bathe in the glint of the blue bay,
in the twilight gleam to the amber nests they all fly,
as autumn arrives gathering crystal ambiance on way.
The sunburst horizon’s transparent curtain drawn,
splits the surreal sunbeam in the spectrum in slant way,
sparkling hues spilled from sky’s palette paint the dawn.
Bowed down slender blades of cinnamon grass sway
in the crisp air on the lap of meadows turning fawn.
They wear the crafted crown of the shining topaz dew,
flickering with the flair of dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt cinnabar garden path paved anew,
dry trunks of the sepia trees stand on the soil fallow,
rustling golden leaves echo fall’s footfall passing through.
The setting sun ignites inferno in the seamless satin sky,
makes a surreal collage of vermillion ember blazing bright.
Under its crimson radiance I wait with the spirit rising high
to greet the stars sprouting in the pellucid autumn night,
get suffused with the moondust aura of delight flashing by.
September 10, 2021
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