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You find so many people are horrible
But you, you are mostly adorable.
I like the way you roam.
You do it like a loam.
I like the way you giggle.
You do it like Quiggle.
I like the way you talk.
You do it like Boc.
You find so many people are markable.
But you, you are most remarkable.
I love the way you wear your hair,
You are spreading your style everywhere.
You're like a style fountain.
Enough jazz for a whole mountain.
You find so many people are overgenerous.
But you, you are most generous.
You're the perfect girl.
You are leaving me in such a whirl.
You find so many people are disarming.
But you, you are most charming.
Adorable, remarkable and generous,
Charming and terrific too,
Are the qualities of you
You find so many people are specific.
But you, you are mostly terrific
6/27/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
BANISH ME TO THE BOOKSHOP
Chain me, so I can roam. Lock me away in this bower.
Banish me to the bookshop - i’ll enjoy this affair for hours!
First editions recline behind smudge-proof glass.
Lock-and-key lick of lips, but I can’t afford the brass
ring, the covet of unopened leather, so I’d dance
through each unshielded shelf, illuminated romance,
the touch like a lover’s touch, before the cover’s
turned down. Miniature to oversized, to discover -
here titles do matter - beautiful, powerful, charming.
Turning over the self-help discourse, disarming
of self-loathing, fear, and bitter soul. Then straight
to a perfumery of fairy tales, feel the weight
of each piece of fruit in the balance of my teeny palms.
Even in the claustrophobic stuffiness of this shop, I feel calm.
Like tickling braille, my fingers glide over each word,
riveted by the familiar scent, I close my eyes, bestirred
by mysteries, history, fantasy, and the coquetry,
the delicious pageantry, vivid hues and imagery of poetry.
Chain me, so I can roam. Lock me away in this bower.
Banish me to the bookshop - i’ll enjoy this affair for hours!
3/10/2021
Bookshop
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
In the late, sleepless hours of night, a meandering takes up form.
Whilst in the distance thunders peal and clear skies
Relent to storm—
Giving backdrop to fervent feelings
That much is not of goodly norm,
Nor the seeping reelings
Of a kingdom falling
With the entirety of its soul,
As those e'er trusted
Play a vile and ruthless role—
Shattering with ruinous deeds—
Its cornerstones.
When the eye tenderly looks away,
The head bow'd in shy disgrace,
Like the budding flower downturn'd;
The petals red, like the blushing face—
Evil will have learned,
Which beguiling smile may prevail,
Which pretty words lend thee sweep
Thy locks aside
And rest thee asleep,
Thy head in the soft down of cushion'd pride;
Thy alarms wrapt and silenc'd
In purposed arms,
As soft whispers fall
In lulls and lullaby-songs.
Where, when thou art rous'd awake,
Thou join'st the countless throngs;
Unabiding of the council of reason,
Thou wouldst become a tool of treason,
Blinded by the flattering colours shone before thy vanity
And the wrathful power of
A wielded disparity.
Thou lisp'st among the high,
Thou watch'st the lowly try to climb,
But with beauteous, graceful foot
And an armored heel
Push'st them down
And give'st up thy soul to feel
Forever a cruel power wound—
Within a frail frame
That but yesterday
Champion'd the poor,
The forsaken,
And held down
With rallying voice
That once won them choice,
And a voice to be heard
And deem'd worthy
And abiding in untarnish'd honor,
Where now thine is lost
At the cost of thy ruined
Family name and a withering fame,
Now known'st only well for naught
But shame.
Beware the attentive,
timely, charming stranger's smile.
Friends are more than sweet looks
And courtesies—free yet costly;
Comely with a dubiety earn'd,
Seen clear through the puissance of self
And a wise, unerring vigilance.
My shelter, my Patriarch, that has showed the way for me,
Through great words of wisdom and personal misery.
I see the struggles and trials that he goes through daily,
Fighting the enemy by tooth and nail just to keep from going crazy.
Amazingly he wins by the grace of God,
But it’s the grace of God that keeps him together faithfully strong in his arms.
Disarming the enemy with every testimony ever spoken,
Because through his brokenness he has overcame.
No longer ashamed but renamed by the King,
Bringing forth all of his problems to be whiped clean.
So, with every ounce of strength he’s given me,
I will live through my father’s instructions.
Deconstructing every trap and chain placed in my way,
Because he has set the path for me on this father’s day.
Though there will still be pain,
And there will be storms that the serpent has planned.
But I have no worries; my dad can take it,
He’s superman.
In order to repair the breach we must finally concede
that there's a disconnection from God that we must address by deed
for as naked as Adam and Eve were when they tried to hide from their sins
we need to take a long hard look inside ourselves once again
In the sight of God we're all covered with sin like dirt on clothes
we need to reposition ourselves so of our lives God can take control
we must be brutally honest and look within our own hearts
before we can attempt to judge others on ourselves we need to start
by the way we talk, our spiritual walk and the way that we behave
as none of us are sinless let's be more united in order to be saved
put the pettiness aside, throw out the trash, the personal baggage and issues
those titles, the positions, the ranks
and prejudices that have us divided and confused
In order to repair the breach we must do a true self examination
remove the weight of sin from our hearts to be cleansed for spiritual preparation
to spend less time on those things that are not of God
to spend more time reading His Word and then taking It to heart
no longer to feel disconnected in our relationship with Jesus Christ
removing the plank from our own eyes in order to see the true joy in life
the joy of the Lord that gives us the comfort and the strength
that unlimited power supply that will go the entire distance
we must stop being so self-centered and to God open our minds
by disarming the enemy's influence and embracing God's Kind
to be there for each other more than superficially
to care and love one another more authentically
to recognize that Jezebel spirit so consumed with power and material wealth
to reveal and then rebuke it so we can retain our spiritual health
God desires to take us to a place of victory
we just need to stop being our own worst enemy
In order to repair the breach, the joy must be restored
that spiritual contentment that the Holy Spirit affords
so rediscover and reconnect to your Savior Jesus Christ
reestablish your commitment and the covenant of speaking life
forget about the trials and tribulations that God said He'd take care of
trust in Him to provide and then bask in His unconditional love
to have true gladness and the grace of God now within your reach
your connection with God has restored the joy and thus repaired the breach
"In order for one to conquer a nation,
one must first disarm the nation's citizens."
- Adolf Hitler
*
..and that's the true reason for our second amendment.
It was established to prevent the over throw of our government,
by they elected who do not The People truly represent,
be they any of the many elected, appointed or hired public servants
including and not limited to our government's elected or appointed president.
Disarming Our Nation
Will Be Our Ultimate Damnation.
It would be way to much of an accessible temptation
for the powers that be
who pursue power with greed
for ultimately world domination,
and if you believe that such a thing is a far fetched ridiculous notion,
well that's exactly how the powers that be want you to continue thinking.
...in the meantime I say, "Leave Alone My 2nd Amendment!"
expectations blurred the page
of motherhood. I thought it through,
each point of view. My plans were laid
a shade of pink, a hue so new
would come upon the heels of two
who sketched my world with shades of blue
I'd framed her world for my display
a trophy of my fantasy
chiseled clear, I saw it all,
beyond the stage of snakes and snails
growing boys, trucks and toys
tossed across my pregnant form
doing mindless daily chores, I crafted dreams
rehearsed the themes, disarming tales of nursery rhymes
I'd plan her life to suit my theme
but, who was I to redesign
a perfect child, I thought I owned?
sowing selfish schemes, she'd be
cloned to be a form of me - I'd live my dream
through her, all mine, to hone, redo
a mother's fragile paper doll
I did lose sight of destiny
compared, alike, - we shared a trace
resemblance of hair and face
presumptions swept between the lines
she was not meant to be defined
this child of God withheld her dreams
of ways to make the stars align
this aquamarine was never mine
what stirred her heart - vast worlds apart
she felt the sun within her soul
and thus, I've learned
I must let go
she must be free, not who I own
I've closed a chapter to that book
one looks in awe, as she became
a person who can touch the soul
beyond my dreams, she brings to all
a million lights, they've never seen before
emerging stars are bright with gold
hers comes alive. old dreams are cold
no two alike, as it should be
each one a star with different poles
I've owned the fear of letting go
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4/20/16
Contest: OWN IT!
Sponsor: Cyndi McMillan
Roses are my favorite flower I really must admit.
I've planted them all over and they really are a hit.
I've reds and yellows, coral too, the pinks and whites are charming,
And when I sit among them the scene is quite disarming.
The other flowers growing there add variety to the scene,
Drawing butterflies and humming birds and bees and other things,
That make my garden come alive with things that hum and sing,
And I wonder at the magic that surrounds me as I dream,
Here in my garden paradise where no evil is allowed;
Where I repose unhindered and watch the drifting clouds,
As they float by and change their shape revealing just to me,
Hidden pictures here and there as they shift on an azure sea.
All my trials and consternation are inconsequent it seems,
As I lie here in my garden and relax awhile and dream.
The sun shines warm upon me, the breeze tickles my skin,
Cooling me and soothing me and calming me within.
Relaxing all my muscles, my tension slips away,
As bird song trills above me making my heart feel gay.
At last I'm feeling better, mind cleared my fears allayed,
I return, pick up the gauntlet once more to face the day.
Whatever is in store for me, whatever this day holds,
God will help me handle it as His wisdom He unfolds.
If we let Him lead the way with truth our feet are shod.
There's nothing we can't handle together with our God.
Written on April 14, 2012
Hannah and Otto lived by a lake
In a house with an address of 8008.
Some nights they would kayak around and around
So quietly; there was nary a sound.
One night they heard an erie toot and some beeps
And rowed towards the sounds without making a peep.
They each gasped twice when they saw what was there.
It was Ogopogo coming up for air!
Ogopogo turned and smiled at them
They were both wowed; he seemed like a friend.
It turned out that he was quite civil and charming
His conversation was respectful and, therefore, disarming.
And at the end of the exchange, he asked, “Do you happen to know
Where my girlfriend, Loch Nessie, would possibly go?
I’ve been looking around this lake for centuries, it seems
And if I don’t find her soon, I will simply scream!”
Gail DeBole
Palindromes
Ogopogo
(There have been claimed sightings of Ogopogo, a Canadian Lake monster that is commonly described as a 40 to 50 ft. sea monster.)
Hannah
Otto
8008
Erie
Kayak
Toot
Peep
Note: Part of the Portrait Poetry Collection
Palindrome Mad Contest
Seventh Place
For my 2013 New Years Resolution
I'm going to lawfully and legally purchase myself a gun.
I've never been pro or con regarding guns.
I've always remained very indifferent towards them.
I'm not buying a gun because I feel that I need protection,
and I don't have a sudden interest in gun target shooting.
Hell, I'm not even going to purchase any ammunition,
and I'm not starting a hobby for gun collecting.
I just want my name to be counted among gun registration
so that our leaders will know that they are dealing
with one more good and responsible armed citizen.
I'm purchasing a gun to protect my U S Constitution
and show my support for upholding our second amendment.
Our right to keep and bare arms was not established so much for our protection
from wild animals or from the common criminal element,
it was established to protect us from the over throw of our government
by they elected who do not truly The People represent.
"In Order For One To Conquer A Nation,
One Must First Disarm The Nation's Citizens."
Adolph Hitler said that, but I'm paraphrasing him.
Disarming Our Nation's Citizens
Will Be Our Ultimate Damnation.
It would be far too great of a temptation
for the powers that be who seek world domination,
and if you think that present day powerful fascists of major corporations
on a quest to attain complete and total world domination
is a far fetched ridiculous, inconceivable notion,
well then you are thinking exactly
how the powers that be
want you to continue thinking.
Lawfully and legally purchase yourself a gun
for your 2013 New Years Resolution.
It's a peaceful and non violent way to protest Washington.
If more guns get purchased legally by the bulk of the population
massive public pressure will then be imposed upon the leaders of our nation
and will send a powerful message as to where we all stand
regarding our support in upholding our Second Amendment.
This however is only a suggestion
to all of you who are frustrated soliciting and circulating worthless petitions
to the deaf ears in Washington and continue accomplishing absolutely nothing.
Buy A Gun To Defend Our U S Constitution.
Even guns can be used in peacful, non violent grass roots revolutions.