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Short dresses, flowery heels,
Here is the time for fun on wheels
Long nights out, laughing and sipping wine
O Moon, how silver becomes your line!
Down by the sea, days are spent dancing
Swimming or loving, summer is so pleasing!
A break from work, seems like heaven is here
On the boats, even the wind caresses like a peer!
The season of love, much revered by all
With you, nothing remains, whether ice or wall
Kisses shared on the shore,
Hearts with glee, shout, encore!
Flowers given to maidens by lovers
Flowers lovely with the essence of summer flavours
Ice creams, chocolates, shopping, sun
Oh even the policeman is such fun!
Summer, the right time to find love
Among the seashells of the cove
Or by faking a wreck on a lonely island
There, even the Devil shall bear with your stand!
Placed 9th in the contest Summer
Sponsored by Debbie Guzzi
As we approach the celebration
of our country's founding, one
could view the glass as half empty
Or half full. Or one could complain
about how far we have yet to go as a nation;
Or be divided over injustices and inconsistencies.
We could divide ourselves even more into Red and Blue states;
Or we could become more blended, truly the UNITED States.
One could criticize or berate our thriving Republic over
the things that we have yet to accomplish. Or one could
celebrate the good things and accentuate the positive.
As I consider this subject, I am reminded of a man I met
about 10 years ago. Sitruc was his name, and he began to
reflect upon a momentous conversation with his two sons.
Mr. Sitruc began relating to his sons that his achievements
and the things that he had accomplished in life were far
less than he had anticipated. He indicated to me that before he
could finish, he was halted by both his sons. In essence,
they related to him what they had observed of him and their
mother. From their perspective, his assessment was wrong.
His sons had concluded that their dad and mom were great
achievers of good and positive things.
From that family gathering, Mr. Sitruc had discovered a
gold mine of eternal values, a treasure cove of goodness
that he had took for granted or overlooked. On the contrary,
his sons never forgot the loveless they loved, the hungry
they fed, the naked they clothed, or the homeless they housed.
Mr. Sitruc went on to say that since that day, he has never
again minimized what had been accomplished; nor maximized
the things that have not been achieved.
Why do I hunger for justice,
for love, I can’t keep this emptiness
inside, this void annoys
pulling me under
I cry in pain, I gain nothing
and I wonder,
Why do I find comfort in turning away
from the beliefs instilled upon me
It’s so much easier to ignore
the teachings before me
To live as if it doesn’t matter
who I hurt, treat like dirt
Whose path I’ve changed
with my narrow mindedness
For I've outgrown the things
that once defined me
~o~
I used to take safe harbor
within the cove of fleeting happiness
but the cove grows dank and confining
Words prove banal and empty
Set sail in the broad open air
Beckoning world of hope,
seeking God, the Almighty,
in natures glorious bounty
a catalyst for change
and regain passion
~o~
Something far more sacred
things inexplicable
that I can’t rid
I’ll fondly take responsibility
for myself, for others
show care like that I’ve
been given and share
Eager I use old despair as a driven
Tears I shed no longer,
with empathy I grow stronger
~o~
St Francis of Assisi
found God’s presence in nature,
Brother Sun, Sister Moon
I too have found this same rapture
This a realization, 'tis with me
from my deepest self I reveal
an emotional rapture beknownst it be
Enamored in love is how I truly feel
of the combined sacred oneness
Emotions unfurled
Respect, charity, and love
for God and his creations
and appreciations
'Tis common in the world religions
'Tis the common essence
Shared are His values when in His presence
Realization from my deepest self I reveal
Enamored in love is how I truly feel
a strong sense of collectiveness
felt with all things
When a new day dawns tomorrow
and flowers flourish in all their glory,
When a whimsical wind sets
rolling ripples in a placid cove,
meandering through the flower-laden boughs
and ruffles the tawny tresses
of some gregarious souls...
It will be all right as I see
if tomorrow comes without me.
Who has ever held onto the day?
So let the sun go down on me
for I have lived my life
without much strife and stress;
I had my days in the sun
I had my share of the fun,
Now I’ll go quietly
turn around and walk away
with nary a fuss
and get out of the way.
I’ll follow the setting sun
and with the falling leaves
bite the dust and lie low.
Life is but transitory and we leave
a lifetime of memories behind;
The moments we live the best
are the ones spent in fun and zest.
It behooves us then to bury in
the deep recesses of our minds…
the moments fraught with fear,
weary with labor, faint with pain
before we can begin to live again.
~11/15/2018
~"Tomorrow" contest by Edward Ieh
The Vietnam Era.
The class of 67.
I turned 18 that year.
At the time, too young to vote
But not too young for the draft.
Some were sent off to Saigon. No. I did not flee to Canada. I went to Chicago. College, marriage, Christian ministry, social work.
There is the regular jungle like those in Vietnam. And then there is the other jungle, the asfalt. I served both my Lord and my Country in that asfalt jungle of Chicago.
Notwithstanding, Chicago became very dear to my heart. There were some fearful experiences there; like those in the riot of '68, like being robbed one dark night in Lawndale, Cabrini Green, K town, and like being threaten with bodily harm on 43rd street.
But the work there and the fond memories that I took away are till now a 'treasure cove'.
Like none other that I have ever experienced, the people I met there and how my life was forever shaped from those 7 years spent in Chicago are perhaps what I treasure most.
Is part of Halifax
This island is 42 km. long
It is the equlvalent of walking
In sand from downtown Halifax
All the way to Peggy's Cove
Sable Island has 500 wild horses
After surviving centuries of the winter
The exact amount of horses unknown
Some believe they are ancestors of horses
That survived the shipwrecks
While these claims Norsemen John Cabot
Or the Portuguese explores or Acadians
Had left them on the island
The most popular is likely explanations
In the Boston merchant hired to transport
Acadians during the Expulsiion not the horses
The island is gradually moving eastwards
As it slowly washes away in the west
While sand builds in the eastwards
Others believe the island centre suffering
Just that island is shrinking
Then one day eventually disappear
Around me in a seamless stream, leaves cartwheel in the wind
They tumble from the tall ramparts, then seep into ravines
I've stepped into continuum, to a world beyond compare
to catch the day's reflection in still waters of a dream
Beneath me in a sheltered cove, where reeds and cattails sway
a flash of green, where frogs jump rope, with goals to break the calm
Wind clearly shares a word or two, with ripples on the pond,
and sweeps the grass upon the glass that traps the falling sun
I hone in on a water-bird, who doesn't seem aware
He dips his feet, and I can't speak,…..afraid he'll scurry far
The tranquil day is worry free, and peace is my best friend
Again, to tease, the jealous breeze has stirred the pond's veneer
Gold stretches out a wonderland, no moment's hesitation
as the low wide arms of marshland spreads, and calls for rapt attention
I want to write a poem, a verse.....and curse my own distraction
My morning's gone, and afternoon finds splendor everywhere
The sky is bold, as day unfolds, beneath the fevered brow
Beholding beauty such as this, would cause the tongue to swell
Where the slopes of other places vie or longing eyes might dwell
The heart feels quiet sympathy, they cannot compare as well
O' mystery of what I see, I've learned, and I'm compelled
If heaven shines so beautiful…I can't imagine how
If heaven shines so beautiful...Oh, Lord, please take me now
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8/14/16Inspired By the painting "Wild Symphony"
Contest: Wordscapes
Sponsored by John Hamilton
You are the melody that echoes in my life!
With the atmospheric aroma of an angel.
How is it you broaden my horizons to magnificent heights?
I am christened with your cosmic charisma.
It dazzles on my forehead..see it glisten in golden-sunlight.
No matter how rough the turbulent seas of life get,
I know you are behind me on life's slippery deck.
Completely safe in your cherished company,
With only your arms and stars to guide us on stormy seas!
And even when our earhly lives do end,
To our star in the sky we will be sent and shine ever so bright!
I know our perfect eternal home is waiting for us.
A honeyed Arcadian home, grape filled and luscious, especially at
a luscious, sparkling twilight cove!
10/17/2020
Opus#2
Sweet 16, Sealed in Wax
Nothing compares, can't hold a candle,
To our togetherness in love,
Hand in hand we share our "One-dle",
As a ship in harbor, we nestle in our cove!
Nothing's like sweet sixteen,
Enamored , married & matched to Barbara,
"Aishes Chayil" humble yet royal queen,
She has "tzniusly" survived Chaim's parabola!
16 annuals as one, traditionally one gifts wax,
Not diamonds nor strings of pearls,
Our companion hood Bananagrams max,
Together, our joy unfurls!
Also known as Blooma Yehudis,
"Blossom of Thankfulness" is her label,
Such crocus lotus presence is greater than Buddha's,
Barbara's loyal! Her love sturdy as a cable!
Sweet 16 flies by like an arrow,
Bezrat Hashem, we'll be together for many more,
This verse is composed in Chaim's marrow,
There's affection aplenty yet in store!
Barbara's put up with O.C.D. plus Ataxia,
How? Chaim in gratitude, quietly thunders & wonders,
Worse than raining "Cats & Dogs", worse than "Hailing Taxis",
Barbara patiently endures Chaim's blatant blunders!
Felt like We are all Diverse but the Same in the Lord-March 5 2020 Tobymac Deep Hits Tour
This is the day the LORD has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.
I was sitting by the main stage 15 seats in front of me and eleven seats to the left of me for you see the stages shaped like a letter "T" and had a catwalk out and first on stage We Are Messages singing some their Greatest Hits after that was Ryan Stevenson followed by Jordan Feliz Aaron Cove .
I yet felt like We are all diverse but the Same in the Lord
We Are Messengers spiritually Knock Me Down Point to You©
Love Play Video Magnify Maybe It's Okay Power©
Cochren & Co.took me back to Church (Take Me Back) One Day©
Aaron Cole Motions THERE FOR ME©
My Year One More Day Right on Time©
Ryan Stevenson With Lifted Hands The Gospel©
No Matter What God Give Us a Baby Sister/Crocodile/Apples and Hallelujah©
Amadeo (Still My God) in the Eye of the Storm©
Jordan Feliz The River Glorify©
Faith Beloved Changed©
Witness©
I yet felt like We are all diverse but the Same in the Lord
Part 1...
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
a true story