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From the Wilderness of Words; he emerges : confident of His Golden Pen
Capturing the Hearts and Souls of His Contemporaries : Lexicographically
Filled to capacity with Emotions, feelings, vivid Imagery of Life and Love
With His words, He brings Tears of deep Sadness, or Tears of Joyful Bliss
You can follow Him through a fantasy land, walk the Path of Eternal Life
As He draws upon His paper canvass another Masterpiece touching the Heart
I follow the “Hungry Wolf “ into the Wilderness of Words and when I emerge
I am confident of my Silver Pen
Inspired by and Dedicated to “Frank Herrera”
Amelia, what were you thinking?
It was still the dark ages for women
Your parents and your husband spoiled you.
You had no idea what was waiting
Large greedy hands could not wait to get you
To make you what you were not
Simpering and begging, whining and groveling.
They thought you too proud.
You were captured by the Numbskulls
Who capture all sassy confident, assertive women
And torture them into admitting
That men are superior in every way
You did not go lightly or easily
They rapidly realized they had
A wild cat on their hands.
One who had been spoiled.
You were making too much of a ruckus.
They got rid of you quietly, and in the dark.
You became a pirate, a water girl.
Numbskulls being numbskulls!
I have a protector soldier for my soul
I have a Shepherd who comes back
when I'm one sheep alone
I have a savior who comes for me
I am confident in this
I believe and my daddy He will come to my aid
Always
and my daddy when I leave me alone or strays
and my daddy he will guard my heart for my daddy is the peace of God
It is raining yet he's my covering
my dad is not complaining
He loves me so and my daddy transcends all
All understanding and my daddy is God
always my heart for the peace of God
He transcends all understanding and my Father God
with God my heart and mind always He's my comforter
When I am in distraught and wrath He embraces me
When I
When I need caressing He's my ever-appointed anointed blessing
And He loves me and through in and around my heart
I have a guarded heart protected by the Father in Jesus
Guarded heart the peace of God
ALWAYS
1/25/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
You’re beautiful
You’re strong
You’re confident
You’re amazing
You’re wonderful
You’re courageous
You’re loving
You’re kind
I speak these words into existence in my life
and watch them manifest.
Because there was a time not long ago that I
didn’t believe in myself, I didn't feel worthy to
associate myself with anything good.
The deep wounds of abuse warped my image
of me.
I still have to fight every day to see and feel
beautiful.
I used to wait on others to say these things
about me
Now I say them to myself if others say them
too,
That’s just icing on the cake………………..
07/16/2021
A star is born
A Young Man auditioned for a Theatrical show
He thought it might not be an accepted go
He remembered the advice his Grandfather would say
“Go out and do your best, and let your confidence shine through.
Before you know it, your expectations will pay off”
The Theatrical show was a Drama, the Director was looking for a Star Role in being the lead of “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM”
It was a play about knowing who a person is and finding their place in life
Seems fitting as the Young Man’s life falls into the category
On with the story
The Young Man was nervous yet confident
He had no idea in how the Director will respond to his audition
The Young Man had no theatrical experience
Only encouragement being his Grandfather’s influence
He read the script with Drama, Emotion and the Director felt his feeling
Later, the Director asked the Young Man did he act before, and he replied No that he was a natural
The Director then stated, Congratulations
You got the Lead Role
Thanks to the encouragement over the years from his Grandfather
Words from the wise
I've been transformed by willingness, and a desire
to move forward without keeping sad things in mind.
Confident to smile with surprise and allowing love to flow in;
faces don't avoid my glances that were unfriendly and sullen.
Something that happens unexpectadly can give someone an unusual thrill;
I distrusted people who were different from me...having no character, no will.
Followed by my shadow, fear captured me to create unnecessary fright;
my room became my habitat and escape from a society claiming their plight.
With no friends to meet at cafes and local restaurants, I closed my windows,
prohibiting a glint of sunshine...assuming it wasn't meant for me, but for others.
Glued to a wide screen, watching documentaries of tragedies and unaviodable fates;
empathizing with them, and yet convinced that I shouldn't have been grabbing at straws.
Hackneyed words came out of my mouth, a habitue' of negative and dubitable thoughts;
and filled with their drudgery,I stopped listening to positive folks, thus, doubling my loads.
How can one be transformed by willingness? Discard the habits that amount to nothing;
find the source of your uselessness, and be inspired by all who have achieved their goal.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
I spent my day shopping for rubies
I was on tenterhooks to make a choice
Rubies displayed on shelves glittered
And seeing the price tags I lost my voice!
Rubies' purity measured in carats
Their colors linked to zodiac sign
It was not easy job to choose one
With so many variations, I pined.
Seeing me grim, girl on counter smiled
"May I help you", she calmed me down
Given my budget, zodiac sign of my love
She helped me zero on to a Ruby crown.
Thanking her profusely, I left the gem store
A full day had been spent to buy this Ruby
Gleefully, my love accepted my day's labor
Hugged me like a scooby dooby do booby.
I let go of shopping pains, felt great
A candle light dinner in down town
As a return gift, I will cherish it forever
I am now more confident shopping a crown.
25.7.2020
Pyre
Balancing on the razors edge; In-
all that gutters-in that cold ballet -
Of "before I bled."
My elixir of mangled string-theory,
Of hybrid sins and veiled shadowquery.
No. I need to stop this.
I need stealth and a golden beacon.
Something to be on my side
and lift a confident smile, out of
dormancy, or Necromancy.
To put my former things on a pyred shelf and revisit normalcy.
Is the killswitch-is the key.
Walk away as the explosion is slow
motion, purge of Purgatory npotions
pour in it's conscience of consciousness
like molasses down a crevace glistening
in the thick richness of purity. "Titans sinking in
the self's prideful enfirm,
conform confirmity of corrosions
apathetic obscurity,
into an epic sinking scene of Phoenix return,
from the Krakened deep."
I will surge from the waters
and take my first clumsy breaths,
a new born out of the darkness, no longer
in that undead paralysis,
but a crowning Stephanos of a Victor
surviving the drowning of the lost in a sea, of the great false sleep.
Today I caught a little green lizard
He was the best one I have ever seen.
I caught him in my lizard-catching net,
He was poised, confident, polite and clean.
His vocabulary was amazing.
He used words like falcon, asinine, and verbose.
His manners were impeccable,
They would astound you coast-to-coast.
His stories caught us by our guts,
And threw our feelings in the air,
They made us laugh and chuckle
Brother Lee fell off his chair.
Tomorrow I will get him licensed,
Purchase him a red-silk-lined top hat and cape,
I will get him certified and tattooed,
The best pet I have had since Homer, my pet ape.
Today I caught a little green lizard,
I will enjoy his exotic stories day by day,
Having a pet is expensive, and wearing,
But worth it in every kind of way.
On a quite Saturday morning, I decided not to take the usual stroll,
instead I took my nephew Claudio to the neighborhood's playground;
so proudly, he carried his brand new basketball;
delightfully crisp was the spring air...
there were pleasant sounds from everywhere...
I did not see a kid who was alone or sad.
Georgi, the boy from Russia,
was very tiny, but had a gorgeous face
a witty smile and seeing Claudio
and a black kid play basketball,
he asked his dad, a military guy
so confident and tall,
if he could join them...
he agreed and that kid sprang,
taking the spot that was mine.
To my surprise, Georgi didn't speak a word of English,
but spoke Russian; he must have arrived
in the Unites States recently, and he communicated
with gestures very well...
making words unnecessary.
I noticed, children don't have to speak the same language
to understand one another
and express love through their innocence, isn't it amazing?
Written on May 28/ 2013