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Little hands, whispering gently,
Embracing the hearts,
Who love so intently –
Little ears, listen to the song,
Spreading melodies,
Never expecting any wrong.
Little eyes, considering the heart,
Breathless as the spring,
Full of grace, they’ll impart.
Little smiles, glimpses of rapture,
Stirring the light within,
Reflections of hope they’ll capture.
Little treasures, blessings of love,
Falling on the spirit, wonders
Assurances that come from above.
Little lives, breathlessly moving,
Hearts to believe, to see,
Beyond the night, where love is the key.
Little souls, only God knows…
They bring life so much reason,
More than words can expose.
Little ones, from God’s own hand,
Filled with light, adoration,
They are the poetry that I understand!
Depression, dejection, distress
Not unusual expressions
Mind is vulnerable
Responding to ringing milieu
And staying like that
Philosophies and preachings
Are of no avail
Reason does not prevail
Before intrinsic infirmity
Human is an earthly creature
A strange paradox
Perfect making the imperfect
And expecting them to be perfect
He is indulging in imperfection
Flirting with His identity
May be His definition of
Joy and sorrow is different
But how to decode his definitions
Where is the key?
Only He can tell.
A rose
With the scent of the earth
Aroma from the clouds
A desire to soar
Tides crashing
against the shore
Pauses to expose
the measure
Of the treasure
Yet the strain
Of the petals
inside the fine veins
Yearning for a selfie
The glee of the folds
So bold
Expecting expansion
Spirit of ascension
Reinforced by
The longing for flight
Freedom of light
In addition
The sops
The raindrops
Veils slowly ajar
A glimpse of the shine
of a star
A delicate smile
Somewhat beguiled
At a simmer
A glimmer
Lips and eyes follow
From a depth
Gradually
The treasure
Time swallowing time
Chimes in the atmosphere
Eyelashes and hair
Fair and lovely
And the eyes
Azure and solitary
The flute
Its sheen
Nose aquiline
Ready to receive
with a salute
___________
July 23, 2025
Tears were rolling down his face, he told me.
I heard them in the sound of his sad voice.
Before today, we’d been so glad to know
my tumor was removed. We could rejoice!
Expecting radiation for six weeks,
I felt fantastic! Chemo I’d escaped.
Late test results came in. I heard with shock
the dread word “chemotherapy” and gaped.
I called my spouse. He could not help but cry.
I felt his tears as if they were my own.
He said I was too good to go through this.
His words will get me through. I’m not alone.
Written July 28 for the Three Stanzas- Three Only Contest of Broken Wings
Quatrain form with the rhyme on the second and fourth lines of each stanza.
Note: I am sure I am going to be ok. This chemo and radiation are all extra precautions to assure cancer does not return. I just don't want to go through it all, and the news the other day I would need the extra chemo was very unexpected! Thanks, my friends, who support me with your love and prayers. Thanks, Constance. Your special word was my inspiration.
verse 1
I come to resist you;;
As I come to embrace you;
Wanted to caress you;
Just let me bless you;
Been praying and searching looking all over for you;
Never stalking never wanting but just praying for you;
And I was praying daily;
And I was searching for the one;
Never lasting filled with God's available;
And I waited for you
And I pray for you
You're the one that I choose
Chorus
And your of my dream;
The Wonder of beauty;
It seems;
And I love you, and I love you yes I do
And I love you yes I do yes I do I love you
And I love you and I love you yes I do
And I love you yes I do yes I do I love you
God has preserved your being
And He has given you to me I have been searching you're the one of my dreams
Reframe
I come to ignore you;
As I witness you;
Engaged and expecting you;
All I know God is blessing you;
And your of my dreams;
The Wonder of beauty!
It seems;
And I love you and I love you
God has preserved your being
He saved you just for me
And I love you yes I do and I love you
And I love you yes I do and I love you
Yes I do
And I love you
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2017
From anthology "True Love As Per God"
The sweetest gift I ever got
was nothing fancy or store-bought.
It had no wrapping and no bow,
but what it left me was a glow
which all my young life I had sought.
It came to me when I was not
expecting it. A young man taught
me feelings young girls yearn to know -
the sweetest gift.
With blissfulness my heart was fraught,
for in a dream I had been caught
as with a smooth and tender flow,
the bearer of my gift gave slow
soft kisses on the night he brought
the sweetest gift.
(The sweetest gift is simply romance!)
For Cyndi MacMillan's
GIFTS GIVEN, GIFTS RECEIVED. A RONDEAU Poetry Contest
You've Been Hurt
I know your heart’s been hurt
so many times before
I see it in your eyes
this pain comes from your core
You protect that softest place
that you harbor deep inside
encasing it in an armor
this tenderness that you hide
You’re quick to raise defenses
and assume there’s ill intent
forcefully building fences
expecting constant repent
Chorus:
I understand this kind of pain
that makes it hard to see
I’ll help you stop the pelting rain
if this can set you free
Crying soul you must begin
to try to see the light
Not everyone is evil
or does things out of spite
Love is what defines us
and bonds your soul with mine
Finding faults in everyone
just widens the divide
The crevice grows in depth
each hurt just makes it widen
making it harder every time
to see to the other side
Chorus: (repeat)
Look with a forgiving eye
upon those you choose to judge
Perhaps intent was full of light
not something to begrudge
Our souls are cloaked in human skin
imperfections simply inherent
Choose to see the light within
though not always apparent
Chorus: (repeat)
Here’s the arm of my giddy on…
It’s a pity that’s it’s not what you’re expecting
Inspections detected a mention
Called weapons of mass destruction
What freaking moron would build such things
Pretending to tend to the important Beings
Lending to send such meaningless meanings
Keeping the freeKin’ fearing sound,
on the ground?
Displeased, the lipstick came out…
Mislead was the message I shout!
Inspections detected a mention
That a moron’s moronic notion
Is to control and rule the ocean…
The vision was clear….
Pissed off and quick you hear…
A big Mother took her kid by the ear.
Nothing in the world did the poor chap fear
Except the color of lipstick, the Mother would wear.
Next thing you know
There was lightening in the snow
Zipper sounds from the clouds I say
Lines in the sky and they made me sway
The color of blue was to change this day.
Oracle triggers triggered safety valves
On maple leaves and written in halves
Visions clear in the windless rain
Nothing gets to work, if the works in vain.
Drastic peace and solutions in the wind.
Getty up Scout…
Nothings perfect.
Form:
Your thought not to hate
But why I hate you so much
Lord please come into my heart
My heart has hardened
She left me
Left me with the boys
I loved her
But she loved the bottle
Smoke
Party
Streets
Friends
She was unloyal
Had my questions DNA
But my genes run deep
Lord bring forgiveness in my heart
I want to break her down
I wish she drop dead
No I don't
Lord help me please
How could she
I wanted to be family
Be a man
Do right by her
5 years no calls
Letters
Visits
Now you expecting again
How dare you
Lord bless her soul
Will you abandon
This one
I pray not
Lord take this hostility
Out my spirit
Take it out
This built up anger
Remove it
Lord my heart hardened
-Patrice Jackson and Ricky Jackson
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2019 is the expectant year.
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If you are expecting to say "no" to a puppy, but you have an
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You will get a vibrancy and fun-filled life, if you think you will.
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If you do not expect to lose, you have a shot at maybe enough money
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If you expect them to fall apart in the washer, they will though.
If you expect to get run over by a truck, well, that can also happen.
2019 is the expectant year, after all.