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My head is the computer it's the functioning of my being
Getting my mind's eye I see spiritually I'm free
With my eyes I hear the surrounding environment
The world around me is my soundstage
With my ears I see the vibrating trembles shadows of the dark are light
Eyelids closed the shadows become light yet they're dark I can see through my ears
With my nose I taste the vibrant effervescent smells of substances
My mouth reaches out for Honey's nectar lavender linen fragrances
Even more are my defenses
I salivate with laughter as I pray in my defenses
Pandemonium moratorium Spirit woos My flesh
Hellbound desires heavenly Father put my spirit to rest
For I am spiritually cited physically blinded
12/10/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
From anthology. "Just Jesus"
From the Pearl of the Orient
A name was born without dent
A laureate in reticence
A paradigm beyond silence
Composer, poet and lyricist
Over four thousand songs on his list
Written and delivered so crisp
Offered to his countrymen without wisp
Love songs cited and laid for all
Men and women of good values enthrall
From the hearts vibrate with gentleness
Depths of melody blossom in tenderness
Christmas songs of the nation so immortal
Through the decades played and resonate with pedal
Pedals of piano, harmonica and instruments of love
Love for countless people cuddled in the breasts of dove
Sentiments of nationalism in his heart
Heart of a humble man from all hearts never depart
Simple life he lived with great philosophy in hand
Principles of equality and love for country so grand
Musician of leafs, so astounding in his wits
Talent beyond compare will never die in bits
His name is a pillar in the world of music
Forever a name so noble, anyone can sing with a lyric
A National Artist
A Filipino
He cried and cried when he had found the Three Penny Opera
was performed to insult his grandfather. "they smiled and treated me kind, all the time insulting me. His grandfather too was insulted as the playwriter rewrote the book using his grandfathers image. He replaced most issues of condoning prostitution with racial overtures and used prostitution as remedy for ailment.
thus in the opera the older men became fathers to brides who would inherit there ailing fathers wealth.This was made into a practise that allowed the
churches to unite against the coupling of certain fellows and their thirtish brides. Always something, never a natural ending for those
they wish to demonize. They made mention of a professor willing to teach a bunch of people, music so that they could form an orchestra, these men were challenged by church women who cited the practice as evil, due to them not being able to read music. The fact is that the mans grandfather never had alot of issues in his life, he waited until he was in his sixties to father a child. He died when his son was Nineteen. His moither was 42. She had been a wild woman before marrage and when her husband died, the women who knew her exaggerated truths to gain the interest and audeince of people. They didn't use the fame positivley instead it was enough to cause member of the town to create a new town elsewhere.
HER TALENTS CREATED BARRIERS
FOR ALL OF THOSE WHO WISHED TO REPLACE HER
SOME CITED, THEIR BELEIFS INSTEAD OF SPEAKING
OF HER TALENTS. THE INCREASED COMPETIVE FEELINGS
AMONG THESE PERSONS, SOILED EACH OTHERS EGO
AND DID NOTHING TO THE POSITION THAT THE TALENTED
WOMAN HELD, AND STILL HOLDS.
ONE SAID THAT NIGHTS ARE SPENT SAYING HER NAME
AND SPEAKING IT, TO THE LEVEL OF GOD!
ONE DAMNED HER AND PLACED A CURSE ON HER
AND HER FREINDS, SAYING THAT ALL OF THEIR CO-SORTING
AND REHERSTING MADE HER MORE WISE TO
THE NEEDS OF THOSE WHO HAD PLACED HER ABOVE THE REST
BUT WE HEARD THE DIFFERANCE IN THE PITCHES, AND THE STREAMLINED EXCHANGES
BETWEEN HER AND WHO EVER SHE PARTNERED WITH,
"YET THE LION ROARS: AND ALL THOSE IN THE KINGDOM, WISHES TO
KNOW WHO HE SHALL EAT!"
degaussing the alleyway
I heard you say my child would never
here they come
the complex beaches
the child who counts
the
backwards legos
the old womaning
the skiffs
tomorrow's vacuum
yesterdayed
the static radioed
shake voice shak
down the alleyway
cited by a
dumpster that nevered itself
while the dog fed
the neighbor
the key the mother
swallowed
mother my child
child my mother
the fruit flies like
the sour grapes
while the grapes
fruit the flies
the calm sea
seaed the sailors
until the sailors
seaed the calm
as ducks bill
the teller for the bread unpicked
i never said she
sold the mortgage
to the pony
raced
past the pantry
collapsed on the milkman
she nevered
the doorway shut
the pantry neveredward
the milkman’s neverstruck the morning
tomorrow nevereborned
yesterday
police police police police
guard guard guard guard
ghost ghost ghost ghosted ghosting
the precinct ghosted the precinct
till the apple peels
while hound hound hounds
hounding buffalo
buffalo buffalo buffaloed
hounding the girl
they haunt mindless
plain
plane
unplain
tallening
the never
your child
the empty chair
waited beneathing
the dumpster
each pocket carried
its own never
the alleyway
nevered itself
unthed
into neverness
offed
you
not do
say
never nevered the never
until the never began nevering
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Watashi Yoku........ Complained about his life. It gave him words often angring him into comparision. His father had left him with his five siblings. His mother raised them. But his father sometimes would appear only to disapear. As Watashi got older he became angry over his Mother beleiving his father was a good person. He never thought of her compairing the leadership between the two. He never knew when people spoke of them it was in comparision to his father. This lead him to feel out done and overwhelmed. He cited that he had missed 2 homecomings and two proms and he didn't knew how to datte, thinking of the value of spending money on a women who would altermittly refuse him. Once his mother said he was just like his father. He lost all track and scope of things. Someone you don't know and someoone you aren't willing to trust is who she say's I'm just like. He refuses to give us anything, or help us. And she say's I'm just like him,"I have gone broke so my brothers and sisters could go to Prom and homecoming" Our first car after he had graduated was a clunker. Dad came home and everything was going alright then one morning the Basasd Prompt( area right off stage was destroyed) was destrpyed. Demons sow seeds once sprouted the days of harvest is calulated. The day of harvest is determined by the ripeness and maturaty level of the crop. If the weather is fair to perfect we can gather. If it's not we watch and wait. Due to the need of pateints and making sence of time we take time to do things so that we can have time to labor and chore. But when that ignorance
of trusting allows you to be part of a lesson. He who wishes to teach often must learn.
There the gusty winds of tommorro shall drintch the morning and all shall freight and the sun shall dry the wet places that these people shall groove and move to the beat.
A scene from The Play
"One Damn Lie"
by Eye See Sumthang
and The Musky Hulls
Music Music Music
KIDS:
Hey, everybody!
Look who is hopping our way --
The Easter Bunny!
EASTER BUNNY:
"Happy Easter, y'all!
Welcome, kids and parents, to
The Easter Egg Hunt.
To see you guys smile
Gives me so much happiness
And joy in my heart.
Remember the rules:
Whoever finds the most eggs
Wins a special prize.
So look carefully.
They're hidden everywhere
So you can't see them.
I'm so egg-cited!
Okay. Now let's hop to it.
Get ready...set....GO!"
This groovy shindig
Went on for forty minutes
And thirty seconds.
When it was over,
The Easter Bunny counted
The eggs that were found.
EASTER BUNNY:
"We have a winner!
But I can't pick just one, so....
EVERYBODY WINS!
And now the cool part!
Here is your special reward:
THE GOLDEN CARROT!"
Some people said, "WHAT?!"
Totally flabbergasted
And really confused.
But the furry hare
Opened the golden carrot
And...a huge surprise!
It's Easter candy
With chocolate covered rabbits
And marshmallow peeps.
And that's no yolk!
This egg-stravaganza rocks!
Best. Easter. Ever!
Long time Shelton, Washington transplants...
also known as
noteworthy Trader Joe's patrons
bass sic lee did treble themselves
conducting taping jam session
assembling (boxing), compiling,
and hermetically sealing tight as a drum so,
a razor sharp machete blade got dull
trying to open in vain said holiday cheer
of awesome delicious goodies,
(especially the yummy
stuffed vine leaves with rice),
which holiday care package
received without fanfare
for this common man,
whose younger sister
(vibrant as Appalachian Spring),
nevertheless wiser sibling
Shari Harris-Dunning
a whiz (hard) at work
tantalizing, teasing, titillating
as a lead wrapper from home grown
organic foodstuffs, she and her bandmates
helped fit perfectly, meticulously,
and snugly together
analogous to outsize constituent components
of intricate jumbo puzzle pieces
amazingly, mathematically,
and thematically linkedin
bearing gifts subsequently mailed
(courtesy the United States Postal Service)
from Bend, Oregon
to Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.
Lemme amplify how creative, innovative,
and opinionative yours truly (me)
a humble wordsmith,
who exhibits his freestyle trademark
Scottish matted style avante-garde,
one run of the mill (by the Floss) bard
wannabe wants to rave about your card,
he presumes unbridled
posthumous fame will ensue
after his lovely bones disintegrate
courtesy cremation, which cremains
symbolically distributed across
all four points across the globe,
cuz the earth will solely serve him
as eternal terrestrial graveyard
ashes repurposed hard
to believe buzzfeeding, jump/
kick starting seeds of life
and white lily obliterating ill-starred
legacy which afflicted one mortal
named Matthew Scott Harris,
whose chronic assault
with mental health issues
undermined realizing his potential.
Into the void of cosmic oblivion
eventually goeth as masterly cell bait,
the once unique human
(cited above) as (e) scripted inevitable fate
of all creatures great and small
death promises to liberate
uniting one garden variety,
and generic soul
linkedin among Spiritus Mundi
a never ending tête-à-tête.
Das Don doth debilitate democracy
driving a collateral wedge
deliberately dividing differences
collaborating, collapsing, and collaring
disparity amidst ever
increasing homogenization
extant within contiguous United States
across world wide web for that matter
attested by increased
spike among multiracial
amalgamated enclaves, individuals mixing,
where preponderance of melanin
generally affecting predominance
regarding increasing swarthy
naturally copper toned skin
across vast majority of heavily
Caucasian populated areas predicted
to become minority
according new statistics
located at webpage
https://www.brookings.edu/blog/
the-avenue/2018/03/14/
the-us-will-become-minority-
white-in-2045-census-projects/
predict the nation will become
“minority white” in 2045
which genetic assimilation
also harken better angels
among us to herald
interfaith marriage represent
according to hyperlink-
https://www.npr.org/
2013/04/10/176802652/
til-faith-do-us-part-
the-price-of-interfaith-marriage
close to half of all marriages
in this country over the past 10 years
(this cited for the year 2013,
which mostly increased since).
No doubt, the commander in chief
buzzfeeds into this inexorable trend
disquieting, horrifying, mortifying...
especially white supremacists
decrying, lamenting, threatening...
innocents abroad, and/or naturalized citizens
taking cruel dull liver re: to heart
acrimonious, caluminous, jealous, ferocious...
hazarding, kindling, tweeting
inevitable demographic transition overtaking
North America, and teeming masses
(particularly whose skin color,
perhaps fifty shades of brown,
albeit I hereby posit as
forthcoming second, yet
nonpareil gilded bronze age).
Relatively insignificant disparity
(within schema, asper genus/ species
*****sapiens per se)
people comprise greater similarity,
versus starkly disparate contrasts
between each other,
nonetheless oh bomb men able
enthuses, maximizes, trumpets...
every opportunity to spark
altercations, conflagrations, exhibitions...
animals veritably tearing each other
satiating human blood lust,
where coordination, integration, union...
welcoming brother/sisterhood, tolerance,
versus filleting, fomenting fracturing
mosaic boosts ego
inherent narcissistic tribalism!
On our first serious date; he grew excited
and I was primed to knock my guy off his feet.
Spending hours on the right dress, all horrid
Till a feathery wardrobe popped from the closet.
Yes! This dress will hit the roof…top-rated;
lined with plumes from neck down mid-thighs.
Upstairs, my mood claimed I must stay decorated
trying latest trends in beauty makeover,
armed with lipsticks, false lashes and gloss shaded.
The long wait made him quite frustrated
so, Mom served cream pie to ease the tension.
Forcing him to nap while I polish a vogue look,
never wore make-up, now I was fully painted.
I stepped down with new face truly elated
he woke up from my “hello”, and trembled.
Gee, I knew the male Richter scale zoomed 8!
Flaunting my hairdo, thick with mousse… inflated.
“I’m sorry, Ted, for being late, you really waited.”
He froze. He croaked, as if he saw an ostrich,
Squeezing his arm to ensure our date well handled!
“But, I can’t go, the burps; errr..the pie,” he cited.
“My tummy‘s acting up; I’m constipated!”
Vienna's Smile , You're In Candid Camera
by nette onclaud