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in our measure of time
there are curious circles filling our days,
numbered moments marked by the scars of transiting lights,
heavens moguls of tribulation 'n plight,
that give or take away --
the indifference of time that measures man,
in cycles round 'bout heavens span,
meted out in lines that grid the world
in constant sorrow, Saturn stuttered,
disappearing today in some further loss of tomorrow,
yet we also know that ticking clocks in circles go,
'til time enough for love is lost to reasons chains and at what cost;
the God of Time in cycles go, around, about, a-circling slow, fast re-turned,
they come, they go, there's time enough for love you know.
though I spend my time,
scanning the horizon with my mind's eye,
seeking the curve of her Venus belt,
a circumference of sunset reds spanning the sky, she is on the face of it,
a timeless piece, a swinging pendulum of rhythms sway,
a clock that circumscribes my day,
and in the sanctity of the night, rolling
on a sweat-slippery field of red-ocher bliss and
kissing with the same kiss, it's just then
as I watch her rest,
time stops
and takes my breath away
We thought we were better than the rest,
That somehow we were more special,
And others only should pay the price,
That we were too peace loving,
For a Terror attack to dare to disrupt the ebb and flow here.
The recipe for disaster is the same everywhere,
First let a person isolate themselves from reality,
To let imaginary wounds fester,
With no friends to sooth their troubled brow,
What else can one expect,
But a ticking time bomb.
There is nothing left now, now but to pray,
That we can keep our comments light,
And our humanity to the fore,
As we look for doors and windows to open,
And more welcome mats to place in front of doors.
I'm listening
I get an ear full
My ears they are ringing
I hear your words
Charmed I see visions
I scheme - visualizing
The ocean waves they roar
Caps they flutter
Sand washes up on the shore
The storm it thickens
Trembling the floors
Skies they are dark
Calamity sets in
The dreary scene depresses
My mood now expresses
No sun in sight
No gaze of the hues of a rainbow
I have no iris
Still I see light
Dull dreary daylight
I see a tunnel
Soon it shall lift
And up my spirits shall be
The storm I see
I soaked each wave
You now hear me?
I am a shell
The ocean storm you hear
Up to your ear!
Bewildered
I am of sense
Be the waves as they were
I was! Hence
A silent listener.
I am An advocate of emancipation, esp. the emancipation of slaves
Free your mind
Free your spirit
Free your soul
Proportion-ably
Proportionally
What!!
Help me! Lord
Understandably to understand
Free me from myself
Ever more so
Stigmatist
One believed supernaturally impressed with the marks of Christ's wounds
Heal my hurts and wombs, O ' God
O'GOD FREE ME FROM MYSELF
Craniognomy
And with my big head science form and characteristics of the skull
Photometric of Photometrical
Vacuums sucking up reality reactions
Perfectible mankind's directions capable of becoming, or being made, perfect
What?
Purify To make pure or clear from defilement,
To free from extraneous or noxious matters as, to purify the blood
Engage our hearts, minds, spirit soul in(with) love
To free from guilt or moral defilement
As, to purify the heart
To free from ceremonial defilement
Emancipationist
I am An advocate of emancipation, esp. the emancipation of slaves
O'GOD FREE ME FROM MYSELF
Free my mind
Free my spirit
Free my soul
Proportion-ably
Proportionally
What!!
Help me! Lord
Understandably to understand
Free me from myself
Purify a language disarray
I want a array or regular order disorder confusion, WHAT??
What!! Help me! Lord
O'GOD FREE ME FROM MYSELF
Understandably to understand
Free me from myself
6/16/18
You came down to us
From out of the mist
You descended upon us
We called you God
We bowed down to you
You came from another time
Realms from another time
From the stairways to heaven
You were sent to watch over us
You became voyagers in time
You could not resist the female form
One day you descended upon us
You mated with our females
And we liked it
We liked it so much
We gave birth to your babies
And now I hear you returning
From off in the distant realms
I wrote in summer of 1994,,,,,,,,,, Genesis and JOB, Book of Enoch. 6http://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/Genesis-6-4/
There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare [children ] ...
To look at you… by Steve Hudson
Woman come alive at my touch
Respond to the caress of my hand,
Be yourself and more,
A mystery shrouded in wonder you are,
Surrounded in deep love and beauty,
I pursue you in fearless abandonment
Giving you my all
Captured by your eyes, your hair,
The curve of your body in sensual pose,
You were designed to draw me in,
Into the place of togetherness
To live as one in physical, in spirit and emotion,
Let it not be at my hand, the downcast of
Your disposition,
Let it not be at my hand the ordinary way of living
Nor the routine of every day boredom
But adventure and passion at every turn,
Embracing this union in daylight,
The way we embrace each other in the throughs of ecstasy at night,
Noble creature, delicate and bold
Take this hand today,
The way you took it yesterday,
And let us walk in sacred unity for the Glory of tomorrow.
Old fellow, so mellow;
Heads spinning
Don’t remember
This September (what)
Got an appointment
His divorcement been approved
He’s an old white haired dude!!!
some say he’s from I- O-WAY
Just across Ne- Brass- Ka by OmaHA
Got a old Plymouth 1962 Valiant
License plated: I O wa State;
Dressin overalls his ID says Paul stalls
But the pictures don’t match
My Grandma says he’s quite a catch
Name on the driver’s license says Lenard Sparks
Will you look at that hat what a sight?
And them there overalls are too darn tight…
But he doesn’t remember his real name
At 84 he just meanders;
Dementia, what ya say
What cha takin bout hey
The white haired man
With the turnt up mouth
Never been a winner
Heart beat flutters in a tizzy
Folks on the block just calls him DIZZY
some say he’s from I- O-WAY
Just across Ne- Brass- Ka by OmaHA
Got a old Plymouth 1962 Valiant
License plated: I O wa State;
Dressin overalls his ID says Paul stalls
But the pictures don’t match
My Grandma says he’s quite a catch
Name on the driver’s license says Lenard Sparks
Will you look at that hat what a sight?
And them there overalls are too darn tight…
Never been a winner, since the beginnings beginner
Old fellow, so mellow heads spinning doesn’t remember
Heart beat flutters in a tizzy
Folks on the block just calls him DIZZY
8/21/19
Written words James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
"A whisper stirred my mind, my heart and my soul:
And led my footsteps down a silent path: To a door
at the end of a garden: And reaching out I opened it."
Quote by _Constance
In my head there has always been chatter,
since a young girl I can hear voices call and- sigh:
with rhythmic beating- and pitter-patter,
for beloved dead I can see within my mind's eye !
Oh, heart and soul is wounded and stained:
and grief and sorrow pour onto pages bloodstained !
And each bleeding wound is who I am,
once broken, battered, shattered- now humbled:
and I am strong not a weak little lamb,
yes, at times I crumbled, tumbled and stumbled !
But, if real quiet I can hear mom sing:
and sense the soft fluttering of her angelic wing !
1G, 2G, 3G, 4!
Keep the wheel spinning
We have to have more, more, more!
GENERATIONS, GENERATIONS, give us more, I say
How about 5?
This is what we need: fast, faster, fastest
Ooooh! Now we are alive!
More ready access for swift swiping
One through four were great but 5 is living
Dead to the incontestable reality
Just an illusion, all this fancy glossed over technology
Old and watered down, just mere reflections of Ancient Kemet
Now, what is all the hoopla for when health is compromised and
COVID-19 is in it?
Birds and bees sucker punched and disoriented with 3 and 4
Now, man is practicing social distancing because of ignorance and a want—what an evil conjuring like never before
MADNESS, MADNESS spinning all around
From China to Italy and America, no tissue, Lysol or Doritos can be found
STOP! Unplug from this insidious darkness
AWAKEN! Plug into sweet luminousness
Never was I slave physically
Yet could I be the one a Slave
"mentally economically and socially sinfully"
I have a headstone prepared a placement
On my grave site yet I'm not dead
No not yet all of this is prepaid for free set
I am so selfish though I don't want to die physically so a
And be placed beneath the ground in my grave
I want to see Jesus come down from the sky
I want to be one of those few alive
To see my Jesus come down
Never was a killer yet my words could injure
Those aren't expecting those in need of protecting
Never was a slave yet I have been ill-behaved
I've done Humanity's wrongs I've lied I stole from
Need now I ask for forgiveness now that was a slave to my sins
Yes asleep to sins until Jesus came
Along and He freed me now, now I'm born again
Thank you Father God
Amen
7/6/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021