Long Engagement Poems

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Premium Member May I Know More About You-

 I saw you today, maybe
I heard your voice, maybe
I spoke to you surly

May I know more of you;

I pray for you often
First before I pray for myself
I miss seeing you at least daily
I must be out of breath

May I know more of you;
Can I tell God about you;
May I know more of you;
I pray to God that I can do;

I seen you once in pain;
Crying out in Jesus name;
I felt so ashamed, so ashamed;
That I didn't embrace you in your pains;

I saw you today, maybe
I heard your voice, maybe
I spoke to you surly

May I know more of you;

I pray for you often
First before I pray for myself
I miss seeing you at least daily
I must be out of breath

May I know more of you;
Can I tell God about you;
May I know more of you;
I pray to God that I can do;


I saw you today, maybe
I heard your voice, maybe
I spoke to you surly

May I know more of you;
Form: Lyric


Premium Member Pause of polarity interchange

Thoughts rush like river—
currents pulling every want
into fevered swirls
the ego clenches its hold
hungry for the next longing.

When a hush opens
empty betwixt between breaths
in pause unforeseen
behests relent in stillness
which the ego can't abide.

In that slender void
the illusion becomes clear—
wants insatiable
can never be satisfied
in the rush of desiring.

Ego's mousetrap waits
baited with its same old ache—
the want to have more
yet the pause disarms the snare
as false hunger wanes waiting.

In the pause revealed
the trap is an illusion—
unsprung, unbound, flayed
the ego fills the spaces
with cravings unfulfilling.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member If No One Read My Lyrics Songs Poems

If No One Read My Lyrics Songs Poems

If only one person read my poem
I would still keep writing
I wouldn’t be hurt I’d keep on writing
And keep on smiling
If I just brighten just ONE persons day 
This too would be fine
It’s not about the glory
It’s not about fame
I’ll still tell the story
And atach my name
For you see God has given us all
Some of the Call
So write for God and Christ
And everything else will fall in place
Write the words you like
And those that you hate
And if NO ONE reads, likes,
It’s okay
I’m writing for God first anyway
So poets, writers, lyrist
Keep on writing those poems, rhymes, and songs;
It's not about the money fame or glory, "yall"
Just keep on Praising God
Use what He's given you


Dedicated to Lyric Man  and  Bonnie House 
7/01/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

Premium Member My Birthday Gratitude Glows

Blessings* God unceasingly bestows
Breath of health always flows
Benefits today toward bright tomorrows 
Birthday gratitude of mine glows.

Brand new year through each day’s goodness  
Beauty of heart midst spiritual fullness
Building lives with the Lord’s graciousness
Birthday prayer of mine midst joyousness.

Best service to offer with utmost commitment
Buttressed by the Saviour by His engagement 
Braced upon His constant assured endowment  
Birthday goal of mine for stewardship-fulfillment. 

Birthday gifts along greetings, warmly endearing
Bliss-filled wishes for triumphant life, heavenly enduring 
Brothers, sisters, friends and loved-ones verily caring 
Birthday well-spent, worshipping Christ around His fellowship’s securing.

*Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.
 
March 9, 2020
Alliteration and rhyme forms

For enabling me to enjoy my birthday celebration on March 8, I thank God, my “exceeding great reward” (Genesis 15:1). 

To all of you, thanks so much for your greetings, love, prayers, support, and gifts.  The Lord’s blessings be with you likewise.

6th place, "Your fave poem 2020 not written for a contest" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 6/18/2020.

Premium Member NECTAR SAVOUR-

gentle bee lights feeds 
beside me as I am sighting
colorful floral 
~
aromatic bud
enters flower and just sucks
the tasty nectar





07/14/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
Form: Haiku


Wooden Nickels and Silver Prawns

Accent De Capo



He loves a great secret. 
His job often meant that he
would prepare people
for things due to them.
He handled millionaire
 Tristeier Didier's inheritance.
She was a waitress at a diner
in New Bristol, the day I meet her
she told me she only had
$13.0 until her next payday.
I left her a $300.00 tip. 
The next morning I came in
with paperwork asking
her questions,
I had decided I would tell her
why I was there after I
 noticed her change in mood.
She began cursing so that's when I
told her what I was doing.
Her Dad's boss made some
investments while her
father was still alive.
They were small investments at first
and then he
invested the returns,
then he and her mother
parted way's and her father
never said anything to
the mother about things and he
moved to Canada and became
a lumberjack, and never returned home.
He married Vissy Jasper
a world renowned Jeweler
she was called " Jazzy Vise Grip"
by her fans and customers
she was known for placing small gems
on large rings.
Well the paper's said she was 
to have all assets to what ever the
family fortune was.  The surprising
thing about the conversation
was, the woman told him:
she was going to buy four acres
 and plant hickory trees, and pecans
and make truffles for
the poor peoples of New Bristol
and people through out the world.
Form: Ballad

Premium Member More-

Much
Often
Rejoice
Exspectainly

Must I shall I have more
 a greater addition my God 
is more
More than just an addition 
He's more than enough  more than a feeling
He's more than enough He's my everything
 my God is more than abundances " my Father more more than enough" 

He washes me clean my soul my vessel 
Jesus died for me my Lord He's blessed 
Precious is He that's done everything for me 
More than enough blessed FATHER able He's more to me

He's more to me than I am to myself
He's more to me he's life He's giving me breath
My God is more evermore
My God is more evermore
My God is more ever more
And he loves me so

Must I shall I have more
 a greater addition my God 
is more
More than just an addition 
He's more than enough  more than a feeling
He's more than enough He's my everything
 my God is more than abundances " my Father more more than enough"

And in Him only in Him I shall exalt for in Him 
Him in me we are more,  more,  more than enough
In God more in Him I trust my God  is more than enough

My God is greater and additional amount he's greater he's more than something further he's additional he's extra he's fresh he's new he's fired he's an eternity he's a greater an additional amount to the degree of beyond Himself He's all in all is all my God is

3/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Form: Lyric

Premium Member It Doesn'T Hurt Time To Give Birth- My Spokenword

Time to give birth I am in labor today it's time time to give birth
From my Father in heaven provider refining myself worth 
In all sincerity,  in my complexity 
He has evolved in me
It's time to give birth brightened the light in me 
As he enlightened me, set Me Free 
Allowing me to just be
Be in Him oh! did I mention He's my closest friend
Me I am friends with the All I Am 
He loves me more than I deserve 
Loves me just as I am 
Infinite are His plans for my life 
He came down as Jesus Christ 
To redeem and save my life 
I'm on His honor roll
 I embrace His grace and mercies, I am more 
All for me, just for me 

It didn't hurt for now it's time to give birth

More confident and I see, I am free 
In Him I live I breathe
 I am the head and not the tail 
Devil get out of here, destiny already got you chained,
 chained to in the pits of hell 
All is well with me cuz I got God in me 
And I'm well did I mention already mentioned you devil are bound 
Placement destination hell, well Satan get thee behind me 
Smell the fire and brimstone flee
 Welcome welcome home 
It's been said to me most men will proclaim his own goodness 
But a faithful man who can find, all the faithfulness in me is Jesus
 I stand before him naked but cleanse, by Him He's my redeemer of time
 I take this personal God is all mine 
Father says ...

It doesn't hurt time to give birth 

God is speaking incubation almost done time to come forth " My son "

12/7/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Premium Member Tell the People Jesus

TELL THE PEOPLE JESUS

I just wanna tell the people about Jesus, Jesus 
If you have a friend whose all alone, 
Tell them this dial this number on the phone
The number is 1-800-695-3787
I just wanna tell the people about Jesus, Jesus
I come to inform you, if your lonely call Jesus,  call Jesus
I feel like just been put on the land
I'm so happy, and
Just want to tell the world bout' Jesus
When your sick, He'll fix it
All alone, He'll embrace you
No matter your problem Jesus
I just wanna tell the people about Jesus, Jesus
I just wanna tell the people about Jesus, Jesus


2/23/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
from anthology “Tell the People, JESUS”

Premium Member Nature's Sight-

If I were a tree, I'd stand tall and strong;
With raised hands and arms;
and waving leaves;
Liken a man with branches and limbs
Raised high to praise our Lord, Our God

If I were a flower I'd kiss the butterfly and bees;
While beneath me walk the human kind;
I'd kiss the flowers come in and out and pollinate me
Buzzing around sucking and soaring
Jaunty, flirting fluttering wee!

If I were a seagull like an angel I'll flout/fly above the surface world flapping my wings violently
As a seagull I'd be chatty, so bratty
Letting my voice be heard
Make rain sounds with my feet gather bread crumbs to attract the fish


And also gather worms hidden underground
While still tapping my feet on these ole grounds
Stomping, tapping, tapping, juz gitting down!




8/6/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©

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