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Ink stains and fragmented thoughts
fuse upon lined pages,
a dance of fleeting emotions
and raw revelations.
A symphony of words whispered to the wind,
painting vivid images of love, pain, and resilience.
Poetry, the heartbeat of our souls,
encapsulating the essence of humanity
in every stanza,
a timeless echo of our deepest truths.
For in the cadence of words, we find solace,
we find meaning, we find ourselves.
In the cadence of words, a symphony is heard
Rhythms rising and falling,
like a soaring bird
Each syllable a note, each pause a rest
Weaving together a tapestry, of emotions expressed
In the spoken word, an art form revealed
A dance of language, where truth is sealed.
In the rhythm of life, we find our solace,
In the cadence of words, our hearts embrace.
Each syllable a beat, each phrase a dance,
In the poetry of language, we find our expanse.
So let the words flow freely, with grace and might,
For in their music lies our truest delight.
In the heartbeat of verse and the rhythm of rhyme,
poetry whispers secrets that transcend time.
A language of emotions, woven in lines,
where metaphors dance and imagery shines.
From the depths of the soul, it emerges like a storm,
echoing the human experience in every form.
So let us heed its call, let it paint our reality,
for in the language of poetry, we find our true clarity.
INSPIRED BY THE FILM
DON’T LOOK UP
Humanity has become oblivious, ignorant to an inevitable lightening quick catastrophe,
Politicians and the rich and famous are known for their eccentric outrageous audacity,
Nobody has anything nice to say to anyone, anywhere, so totally unsatisfactory,
Each human being doing their own thing like ants, on a mission no more philanthropy.
Scientists work around the clock to save our planet Earth, animals and humanity,
Drugs consumed for fun, medication abused, both lowered humans’ immunity
A pandemic revolved around our globe, thus millions suffered and died, internationally
Scientist who study our galaxy, predict a life threatening event to happen imminently affecting us globally.
Don’t human beings realize that a comet might be coming to town and our planet will be extinct, dive
Into oblivion, the rich and famous will live, it is the poor, the hungry that Humanity will deprive,
The opulent and their money think they can extend their life, and thus forever and ever stay alive,
Build a rocket with capsules for themselves, animated in time, in which they stupidly hope to survive.
Wow, presume encapsulating oneself in time, a rocket in space comes true, and nobody fries,
Arising from the dead metaphorically in 20900 returning to earth, finding things have changed, surprise,
Surprise, no humans inhabit Planet Earth anymore, what will they meet, perhaps their demise,
The Chinese saying, may your wishes come true, actually a curse, hope you have said your goodbyes.
Loving the heart so fond
of love beats on
the travels of those the distance
yet in a trance eyes captures ahs!
reaching inside ones self
even loving ones self
I stand in awe
as I reach up and onto
the tower of my faith
so desolate encapsulating
anticipating I adhere to this present sphere
hating still my sinful self
I ask God to yet keep my breath
for I am yet a broken vessel
a clay pot needing to be remolded
emplace in me Lord God a new soft beating fleshy heart
a loving heart so fond fill with love and repentance and beats on
forever, and ever and ever more
1/19/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022 ©
Take a breath, dip and glide.
Letting silken water slide past me.
Counting breathing, counting breathing.
Nothing from my normal world can distract.
Only my own neuroses, lack of confidence.
Feeling I am holding people up.
In the way, undeserved.
Yet as I glide I concentrate only on
Counting breathing, counting breathing.
The beauty holds me, forgives.
Takes my tensions, and like ripples in a pond,
Allows them to distance themselves,
Weaken as they drift far and wide.
The waves subsiding as my mind clears.
Stillness and calm, despite the movement
as I forge ahead, stroke stroke stroke breath.
Water moving yet somehow solid.
Supporting, encapsulating my body,
Weightless as I am suspended,
Fluid motion, equal forces,
All working in perfect harmony.
The perfect, pure pleasure of
Being at one in the river of life.
In the barn turned snack bar,
I scraped the face of my big toe
ascending the stairs. I didn’t care.
Sucrose sweets, summertime treats
belonged between my loosening teeth
Rotting wood, bumblebees
yellow plastic baseball bats
rolling hills flowed in the break of trees
God was shaking the dust out of his welcome mats
At the time He appealed to me, because
sunbeams were his means to call us home,
His warm tender tractor beam
pulling souls wherever they shone
so encapsulating
so intoxicating
so comforting
Please harpoon me my Lord of Light
pull me in, I’m a prize of a catch.
For every day that I stay here, a chipwich
becomes a less appealing snack.
A giant storm is brewing
Because the wind is howling with the sharpness of the cold
Calculating blades of the great and weak
Destroyers and defenders of oppositional forces
Encapsulating one another in a great deal that starts to die in the great
Fire which burns brightly into the night prior to the people
Gorging their bellies full of drink and food while
Having the storm outside howl with loudness and
Intense beats upon the house of the leader, who we call the
Jarl, that gathers their people in the great hall to keep them safe from the
Killing storm outside of the great house, their concern of
Love is the purest form of respect
Manifesting into something
New and not confusing as it is an
Original concept that needs no
Proper introduction because it is the only
Quick explanation for
Righteousness
Self-less service
Tactfulness and a deep
Understanding, that would shock a person in the manner of a larger
Voltage
Wishing to only become part of a unit that does not
Wallow in the misery of others as the current
X-men focus on becoming different members of the world
Zoo.
I have never heard my mother express her love for my father.
Perhaps after having seven children, she lacked the energy to articulate those sentiments.
Many women convey their emotions through their unique forms of expression. I find myself questioning whether it was unwise to have loved someone deeply.
I composed a piece reflecting on the relationship between a mother and her sons, encapsulating the journey from birth to the conclusion of his life at the age of twenty-three.
The radiance that once brightened my countenance and the warmth that illuminated my caramel-colored cheeks is now a memory.
The fervent affection he expressed with his lips upon my own—my youthful body, darker than the night—was met with rejection of his desires. I find it challenging to forget the moment he chose to walk away.
As I transitioned into adulthood, I recognized that perhaps the relationship was not destined to flourish. Presently, I maintain a sense of calm, whereas in the past, I was unresponsive to his advances.
The poem I authored remains unpublished; it was not destined to see the light of day, constrained by the vulnerabilities harbored within my delicate heart.
I have observed the relationships of my friends with their partners, often characterized by disconnection and turmoil. Dishonesty, I believe, serves as a detrimental force in any relationship.
Despite my disdain for these dynamics, it is essential to acknowledge that my friends' choices can be misguided. When love and resentment intertwine, one often finds solace in creative expressions through poetry, song, or even retail therapy.
Let us dream for better days,
When different colors and different shades
Correlate into a beauty only diversity can show.
Our curls caressing the same wind,
The wind that calls for change.
Change—
Has it happened enough to cushion our pain?
We carry in our bosoms,
In our wombs
Til it grows so big it smothers rooms
Encapsulating our souls,
Til they turn a deep — deep blue.
But we shall rise as the sun shall rise.
And the tides of tears flown down our cheeks,
Fill rivers no man can deny.
We are light with room for every color.
But this color is mine.
A silent shelter passed down like treasure.
We don't cry — we whine.
Our hips grooving and moving the waves of change.
Yearning and churning—
For true change.
Stand with us as one.
In formation.
Hand in hand.
As we sing for equality to finally come.
Swoosh, she vacillates in malleable form
as ocean waves or garden hose splashes,
encapsulating life's nautical swarm
and keeping plants fresh with misty dashes.
In a cup, her shape is held gently in place,
until she quenches somebody's thirst.
Intimately, their insides she will trace,
where her cleansing powers become dispersed.
In a pool she permeates the shape of fun
as a backstroke and flutter kick silhouette.
Like diving board jumps, droplets reach for the sun,
impulsive in action, yet always wet.
From skyline heights, she arrives with a rush
as the carving force within ravines.
Sojourning between walls like an artist's brush,
she transforms herself as well as her scenes.
The Shape of Water Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
6-22-2021
What about the darkness
I close my eyes and I'm blind
I see nothing but the Blackness
Well I don't care I'm everywhere
I just don't see
But I'm here what about this……
Darkness
All the browns and the greys
And the bronze
And the purple and the haze
Separates Me from the bright
From the lights encapsulating numbness
I can see nothing I'm alone with just myself while all around me the blackness
Darkness
Darkens how can I tell when I cannot see alone and gulfton this Blackness
I'm left in how do I know when I have my eyes closed
But when I open up my eyes there's a brightness a light
That shines ever before me and I've chosen to embrace it
As it, it lifts me I celebrate in it
The light now that I can see it keeps me warm it conloses me
But doesn't try to control me for the lights
I see gives me liberty once again I believe that I can leave
Leave the darkness what is good in the lights
There's nothing but nothing but Shadows numbness
And no one in the dark
Do trust in believe in and receive in this light
Open up your spiritual eyes receive
The LIGHT