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I don't know how today happened
Or when it's going to end
Or how she gets the best of me
And forces me to bend
And I don't know if she knows what kind
Of effect she's having on me
How could she know?
But if she knows
She knows that she has me completely
Shackled and willing to go
I've got to stay focused on myself
But she calls me, and I know
She's got me wrapped around her finger
And I love it
But I know there's nothing for me here
And I might just be dumb
And I might be overthinking things
In the hopes of getting numb
I just know it hurts way less right here
When she calls me again
Does she know?
I hope she knows
That if I get the chance again
I'm not letting go of her this time
Rings of gold or wood, it doesn't matter
Tell me, is dreaming now a crime?
She's got me wrapped around her finger
But I love it
DEAR CHILDREN….
Many a poem and story have been written about imaginary beings like me.
How we are big, ugly, and frightening monsters…but I would have to disagree…
Since we are created in your imagination I think most of us are misunderstood…
You see we come in all shapes and forms and sizes…and most of us are good!
As far as being ugly…though your idea of beauty my features may not match
I assure you in the imaginary community I’m what’s known as quite a catch!
We are not hiding in your closets or underneath your bed…
and we don’t like being called monsters…we prefer dream catchers instead.
It is in your dreams where we dream catchers live…never do we lurk
and the moment you start dreaming is when dream catchers go to work
We watch your dreams as they’re projected…like a movie in your head….
capturing your bad dreams…
so we can hide them in your closets or safely neath your beds.
Your bad dreams are the only dreams we dream catchers will keep….
which means without any bad dreams to disturb you..you can get a good night’s sleep.
And in the morning with the rising sun…as you wake to a new day
once we’re sure you are awake…we throw those captured dreams away.
Only to return each night under the stars glow and the moon’s beams…
to help you get a good night’s sleep by monitoring your dreams.
So please…if you happen to wake up in the night…there’s no need for dread…
we are not monsters-in-hiding…but dream catchers neath your bed.
And if you happen to catch sight of us…here’s a little dream catcher advice:
Lean over…say hello…and every now and then…a thank you would be nice.
LOVE,
THE DREAM CATCHER
When was the last time I looked in the mirror
only to look into eyes that I felt were not mine?
They were two dark dots which held a glimmer
of an empathy and caring which is unlike my nature.
Looking more closely at that glimmer staring back at me
I see a part of my being that could only have come from Mom.
She had that glimmer in her eyes everyday of her life
a legacy which she passed on to her daughter and sons alike.
Soft, gentle, caring, sharing the love she had for me as her child
her motherly complexion reflected back in the glimmer I see.
What other gifts are part of the legacy of this feminine heritage?
Is this the reason I am able to love with abandon my own family?
I cannot dwell on this moment of realization that I am part female
as Dad is also here, strong, muscular, but with the same love for me.
Sharing a life of caring for a family which they have made together
I am grateful for both parts of the nature which I see in that mirror.
They have made me who and what I am to all I know, meet, and love
Especially to HIM from whom all things come.
Lord watch over
The essence of her
The presence of her
Renew her mind
Keep her time
Cover her being keep her believing
As she’s golden child of the living God
Lord you are our essence to us you are
You’re the presents in us
Renewed our minds
You’re beyond space, time cover you so us
Our being in your we’re ever bless
Our soul our life belonging
We are His solely
We are His Golden
Lord watch over
The essence of her
The presence of her
Renew her mind
Keep her time
Cover her being keep her believing
As she’s golden child of the living God
Lord you are our essence to us you are
You’re the presents in us
Renewed our minds
You’re beyond space, time cover you so us
Our being in your we’re ever bless
Our soul our life belonging
We are His solely
We are His Golden
Lord watch over her
The essence of her Oh, so I love
The presence of her, the you in her
Renew her mind ever more
Keep her time
Cover her being keep her believing
As she’s golden child of the living God
Lord you are our essence to us you are
You’re the presents in us
Renewed our minds
You’re beyond space, time cover you so us
Our being in your we’re ever bless
Our soul our life belonging
We are His solely
We are His Golden
6/11/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Shes been around the block not her first rodeo
Tormented in her mind the thought of those fellows
In the night she leaves so so beautiful and young
Admired by the sick beings that would abuse her young
Misery she suffered her soul stepped on and crushed
The day after in the mirror she looked stop this abrupt
Time went on dabbleing in lust experimenting freely
While she sleeps the nightmares come just as freely
Came the day when she saw it come to an end
Her child was taken she had to make amends
She conformed to the rules of whats just and right
Redemption she saught in her mind she had done right
Soon mother and child will be reunited
Its her new beginning family delighted
Form:
I am in love;
I'm in love with God's Holy daughter;
cause she's wonderful, glorious;
With just a bit of Jesus;
I'm in love, with the Father's daughter;
Because she's a nurturer, a God fearing woman;
cause she's wonderful, glorious;
Who am I to say, I love;
Whom am I to care;
All I know is you've been here;
And you've accepted me and all my dreams;
The bible says a man that finds a wife,
Finds a good woman, some one to share ones life... (with)
I am in love;
I'm in love with God's Holy daughter;
cause she's wonderful, glorious;
With just a bit of Jesus;
Silly me your lavender;
God and I loves you, and that's for sure;
And I embrace your nature;
I love and adorn you, I am sure. . . (that)
I am in love;
I'm in love with God's Holy daughter;
cause she's wonderful, glorious;
With just a bit of Jesus;
I bet you can't guess;
You are loved and not less;
You are God's girl, a blessed nurturer;
And I am In love with God Holy daughter;
08/18/17
written words & arranged music by
James Edward Lee Sr & The Corinthian
from anthology "Sanata"
Draped in diamonds like the starlit heavens
she walks through the milky way and shines
like a burning candle in the thick of night
She is Madrina the sky Princess of love
her sparkling eyes of green dance soft
beneath the blue palatial loft
Golden voices of angels echo through the halls
as she glides in and out of clouds wearing a Celestial shawl
drenched with dew from God's floral garden
Godmother to all innocents who die before their time
she rocks their cradles and sings them lullabies
here in a heaven where no babies die;
Imbued diamonds on a crocheted silver dress
she anoints their little heads then with an angel's bless,
she takes them to her bosom and rocks them,
All Night Long...
She the succulent pixie of delight
Eyes a glow in a blazing light
The sunset glistening through her light blue gems
Watching the waves as time contends
To escape away from her beautiful gaze
As the light shines down and slowly fades
Mesmerized my Apollo's trance
The wind swaying her body in nice little dance
A scene truly marked in the essence of serenity
Her stance showing her beautiful virginity
Naked in a sense to all seeing her thoughts
As her figure cringes like a scared wild fox
Biting her lip as she dreams away
As the day resends and goes away
Looking for hope, dreaming a dream
Or imagining the man that makes her gleam
Know one knows of what she truly hides
As the sunset burns in her eyes.
Form:
To my beloved, this is not just a gift
I’m giving to you…
It is my token of love for you,
My gift of love for you.
I love you so much,
From deep inside my heart…
With utmost sincerity & respect,
My love for you is true & pure,
In all aspects of life.
A heart which was broken,
Is mended today only for you,
Because, I trust you…
A heart which once cried and suffered pain
Is once again smiling & feeling happy today,
Because, you entered in my lonely life
Giving me the love, care & happiness
Which once I dreamt of.
This gift of love
May not be that you wanted from me,
Still I’m giving this to you
With my heart full of love for you.
With tears full of happiness & love,
I end my words here…
Hope you like it...
My token of love...
My gift of love....
Standing up the easel and putting on a scrap piece of paper,
the person with grey eyes and olive skin blinked
aimlessly at the new found lay out of the untouched page.
A smile was not apparent on the cracked lips of the mouth.
Above, the stars did their thing and twinkled.
A single petal of blossom floated into disappearance
amongst the nightfalls navies.
The hand pencilled a staggering drunken man,
covered head to toe in an alcoholic quiver; he was
slowly killing his own liver.
Then the hand smudged a river under a delightful starry sky;
the man in the picture too bewildered in mind to feel
the piercing coldness from the rivers wind.
The drawing a work of amateur art that nobody had not yet seen.