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2/22/22
Miracle Man
Each day I add to my read only file,
as time breathes my present to past.
Many things there warrant a smile,
But many names and faces are glassed.
Entries made there cannot be changed,
though password is stored in my brain.
Stories told, have seen facts rearranged,
and sometimes, inadvertently, I may feign.
Others know some because they had a place,
some know little unless I opt to share.
My long past is but by a loving God’s grace,
I’ve had three score and ten and thirteen to spare.
“Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.”
–Alice Morse Earle
Yeah yeah Ayo Mom it's time it's time straight bar begin straight out of the little dungeons rap in the place where I placed my hat there are a bunch of cool cats the lights drop deep as does my time I never zoom in cuz the zoom in is the instructor makes me scowls
Beyond the walls cats life is defined I think of the Midwest when I'm in Kansas State of mind I'm so humbled and inclined to believe this and this is my ref
In the Winnebago I'm cooking bacon I'll think of the Midwest when I'm in Kansas cuz I got to Kansas State of mind hope to file got smile my house don't like little dirty skull run up the prowl to get the file I'm in Kansas State of mind
What more could you ask for a hideous light you complain about the darkness I got to love it through somebody still speaks for the right I'm rapping to the stick I'm going to move your tick
I got a Kansas State of mind
I can't take the darkness I can't take the Rock I would have tried to talk I guess I got low stock
What's my face how's my luck I've been four wheeling in my dirty truck in a soul alive that can take my instructors inside I never thought I see my plight
No, no naw that just ain't freight
Out of sight
I was kicked out without no night nothing but day in my sight truly heart is quite the kind of part thinking of the Midwest yes thinking of the Midwest jazz out of sight
Cuz I got a Kansas State of mind
2/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
I invented something quite peculiar
Last night
In my lucid dream
My neo commanded my allo-cortex
To prepare allusions to be downloaded
Upon returning to my physical presence
Caught in middle-sleep, guardians of satan
Were mocking the death and resurrection
Of Jesus Christ, shouting and laughingly
Pronouncing God The Father and Jesus
The Son as "the two lunatics"
Every direction I faced, the 'alien race'
Of towering blondes blocked my escape
Knowing I had lucidly dreamt a downloadable
File to be recovered once awake, I summarily
Accomplished this by attaching a small device
To the frontal-lobe side of my skull and
Activated the sensory-absorbing module
Instantly slipping back into my lucid dream
Allowing edits to be re-programmed
I was able to disrupt the satanic bonds
Holding me captive and cast out the
Demons that possessed me
Declaring the Lord Jesus Christ as my
Savior and Ruler of the Light that shall
Set man free!
Once again returning to my physical realm
I was even more determined to
Spread
His
Love
Upon
The World!
04.16.22
Perfect Day to Journey
It was a perfect day for our faculty and staff trip. The sun exuberantly shone brightly in vibrant bliss allowing everyone to whistle stop at different places on our way ‘til we’d finally reached our main destination, Satun province south of Thailand, a very enticing sanctuary of animals and birds and a place catering a lot of sterling tourists’ attractions.
what a great joy felt
captured on one’s big smile
beauty of mountains and caves
feast of blinking eyes
Everyone gathered an effort to climb a high mountain to explore its hidden magnificent cave inside and we, like file of ants ascended excitedly up the wooden stairs in search of treasures to keep forever at all seasons in mind and in our hearts. After climbing down, we strolled at the forest where streams dandy flows of crystals raced like unicorns heading off to their thrones somewhere beyond.
joyful hops on streams
rocks joggle and toss me up
waterflows and whistle of breeze
duo, music to dance
July 20, 2016 11.25am
I salute you brother of mine
One whose venomous bile
Sends shivers down the spine
Of spineless rank and file
I have never known you
But like William’s “18”, your
Legend lives on afresh and new
Telling tales of valour and rancour
Singlehandedly, you transformed Be-neen
Into a Bend-Hell; singlehandedly,
You made the state’s purse quite lean
Only to spend your loot foolishly
Like Samson, you had a Delilah
Like Achilles, you had the heel
Expecting you to be caught very far
From home, like a complacent eel
You were tangled in the net
Reclining in the recess of expired nipples
Dousing my awe and admiration. How wet!
Your fame is lost among the ripples
Commander-in-thief that you once were
You died like a mere beggar in the street
How disappointing! From stag to mare
You lost your crown by being indiscreet
Daredevil, bank robber, kingpin
Notorious criminal – the infamous Anini
The Dillinger of your time – a King
Dethroned by men on one knee.
They are two freinds of a common cause. The company had documents alot of documents for everything. If you were sick with the flu you signed the flu document, or if you had stomped your toe you sign toe stomped document. When I wished to marry I signed "intent to Marry Document; under the file 13 ACT. Secretary put it under file 6 as unimportant.............A noticible clunk. I get call from my boss telling me match was resheduled. Boss tell me: partner needs timeoff same time I do. I laughed: I say this jerk is mmocking me! In the name of rightousness I must validate my woman. He cause glip in screen I must be a man and say: In the name of rightousness I must humble the satan of Yesterday! Make anceint our partnership: for the sake of my woman!" Boss say, I understand! I understand! I take my 2 cents elsewhere, since directing me into
fight has made me mad! I tell refferee Three no more than three: all it takes to make him champion! Your bassoon reedmember the tune, practice, practice, practice it aint gonna help. One,two three: I'm still Champion!
The Luxury of Love
The quest of Lovers
Where are men
Right here baby
Right here!
Why do I speak?
Spoken words silenced,
My human voice no longer heard.
Verbal communication obsolete!
Replaced by this small device
Whose buttons I now push
To spell out my thoughts and words
To deliver my now digital voice
Emotions sent and received
Via bits and bytes
Through the cyber space
Of our now wireless existence
Uploading and downloading our virtual desires
And deleting our unwanted emotions
Like a no longer used file.
Our need for physical human interaction
Sent with a click straight to the recycle bin
And then quickly emptied as not to be reminded
Of the reality of our own betrayal
Form:
T-he haven of beauty with its brightest tree- flowers strewn in bloom,
H-ailing as masterpiece in one’s heart overwhelmed in deep admiration;
A-pril and May are chanting in triumphs claiming their grandest season,
I-n kaleidoscopic colors arching a warmest welcome to every nation.
L-et your tarried gaze saunters for a while,
A-nd inhale the most scrumptious fragrance in squiggled file;
N-uzzle on their petals as you close your eyes,
D-ream a dream that is never elusive in your life.
©2014by Leonora Galinta
April 27, 2014/12.20pm
Second Place
Contest: A poem you have not entered in contest #2
Judged: 6/12/2014
Sponsor: Dearest Poet Linda/PD
I was once really new to our Poetry Soup,
and I knew I should try to join in with the group;
post my poems on-site to be read by a few,
and then give it a whirl, join a contest or two.
Soon a couple of them were a win, a good score;
was on top of the world, so I entered one more.
But to my big surprise when that contest was done,
my sad eyes saw in fact that my write had not won.
I clicked on 'Contest Entries' and saw it was there.
But, behold, a strange sign near that one, I declare!
A N/A- what was that? Very weird, was this right?
Could not find what it meant anywhere on the site.
So I looked up N/A on the Internet, but
what I found was not good, left me still in a rut.
This N/A symbolized a long list, now for me,
my head spun to fit in which of these it could be??
N/A…Not Applicable………Did I not follow rules?
N/A…Not Available………Did my entry get lost?
N/A…No Answer………Did they try to call me?
N/A…Not Authorized………Did I need an okay?
N/A…No Action………Did I fail to take steps?
N/A…Negative Approach………Did I say something wrong?
N/A…Not Analyzed………Should my write be explained?
N/A…No Acknowledgement………Did I fail to respond?
N/A…No Account………Did PS lose my file?
I Soup-Mailed contest judge and her answer therein,
“Well you see, the N/A means your piece did not win!"
Now I still do not know what N/A represents
When my poems don't win in Soup contest events!
December 22, 2014
~1st Place~
Contest: All Yours (Jun 8)
Brian Strand
Judged: 06/09/2021
~1st Place~
Contest: Quirky Things That Confuse and Confound Me
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Judged: 07/14/2018
~1st Place~
Contest: New or Old 4
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Judged: 08/05/2016
~1st Place~
Contest: The Contest
Sponsor: Jerry T. Curtis
Judged: 01/10/2015
Anapestic Tetrameter (5 verses of 12-syllables lines)
Anapestic Dimeter (N/A Section - Questions Only)
She left out on her own to find her own way
Now almost grown and this was the big day
Her bags all packed a ride waiting out front
All that she lacked was that one final grunt
In her new place she had never felt so free
Now out of their grace she would soon see
For things were great or so seeming at first
But as of late things took a turn for the worst
The lay offs came as she collected for a while
But the end of that flame as she couldn't file
The landlord came around giving her a week
By pride she was bound and still wouldn't speak
There on the street they saw their daughter lay
No shoes on her feet being so lost in her way
Coming to her aide from her Fathers eye a tear
Finally for what they prayed is now finally near