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Sun rays dazzle my eyes,
an ominous dark cloud
penetrates my mind and blinds me.
Groping like a mad person
I search for my elixir,
gulp down the scorching liquid,
curse, pray, blaspheme and plead,
hoping for some insight
into life's mysteries.
The darkness clears momentarily,
a silver lining glows on the horizon,
a handful of ideas come my way.
I grab my journal to scribble away.
My hand trembles,
my stomach aches,
darkness envelops me again.
The moment of inspiration evaporates
as quickly as a pool of water
in an oven on a hot summer day.
I reach out again
only to swallow the burning alcohol
in the hope of drowning my despair.
Aftermath of Covid19 you say?
Beautiful ideas enter our mind
Creativity has found a sweet way
Deliberate hope for all of mankind
Enthusiasm brings muses to play
Foremost forever, this is so cool.
Girls and boys glad to be back in school.
Heartfelt happiness, it’s a brand new day!
Introduction to The Golden Rule.
Joyful as pandemic fades away.
Kids run toward grandma to give her a hug.
Love is no longer taken for granted.
Monstrous dreams slide away in the mud.
Needless diversion no longer ranted.
Ordinary pleasures revered for sure.
Parents are jiggling to a whole new beat.
Queens and Presidents are found not so pure
Respect for teachers will dance in the street.
Stupendous change will be showing us now.
The virus is not our only business.
Understanding and kindness anyhow
Variety of great ideas will save us
Wonderful calm days will come in a bit.
‘Xcited to be alive in this fuss.
Youthful exuberance – nothing like it.
Zestily protecting our humanness.
--- Super Unintentional Devotions Unto You My Lord--
SHALLOW PRIDE
USUAL ACTIONS DENIED
PUBLIC FORUMS DIVIDE
EMPTY BELIEVES WRONG DECISIONS
RELIGIOUS FREEDOMS NO CHARISMA
UNITED FRONT NOTHING LEFT
NON BELIEVER UNDER ACHIEVER
IMMEDIATE INSEMINATION NO SIGNIFICATION
NOT A CUSTOM TOO ONE TRUE BELIEF SYSTEM
TERRIFIC IT'S ALL BOUT YOU NOT GOD/JESUS
EXTRA TIME TO CEASE AND FIRE
NEW IDEAS SAME GOD NEW DESIRE
TOP ABOVE OF THE CLASSES
INTENTIONAL BURDEN LOST THE FIRE
OLD VIEWS HEARTS DESIRES
NON BELIEVER NOW BELIEVING
ASSISTANT FROM THE ALMIGHTY
LESS OF MYSELF NOW I'M BLESSED
DOUBLE BLESSED AMEN
ELSEWHERE ENDOWED
VOID OF MY PROBLEMS NOW
ORDINARY I WOULDN'T BELIEVE
THIRD TIME A CHARM NOW I RECEIVE
INTENSE EMOTIONAL VIEW
OWN UP TO MY SINS I CHOOSE
NOCTURNAL NOW SOUND
SECOND TIME AROUND
UNIVERSAL GLORY THIS IS MY STORY
NIGHTLY CUES FROM ANGELS HUES
THIN AIR DON'T NEED IT NOW
OUR HOLD AND ETERNITY LIFE NOW WITH JESUS CHRIST
YOUNG AND CHOSEN
OBNOXIOUS NON BROKEN
UNDISPUTED TRUTHS
MORE ABSOLUTES
YOUNG AND SAVED
LITURGICAL BRAVED
OBEDIENT PREFERRED
REGULAR I AM CHOSEN BY THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB
DEEP DEVOTIONS PRAISE THE LORD OUR GOD, AMEN
super unintentional devotions unto you, My Lord
3/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
He hides the key to my heart
Away from himself, especially me.
He chides me for my want to take part
In his life, because I just cannot see.
His divinity is not mine to claim,
My divinity is longing for his anyway.
I'll wait forever without shame,
For another divine kiss someday.
He hardly speaks, but I love his voice,
Perhaps my purpose is to reassure or sing.
While proclaiming my love with rejoice,
He in a way completes me, always listening.
His divinity always reassuring me
That someday I shall be free eternally
Alongside him, my own divinity in her beauty,
She promises she will wait patiently.
the closet door slightly ajar
she had no idea he was in there
her cat knew but was not concerned
not fearful at all
understanding nothing
about his grandiose ideas about
mayhem, death and destruction
the feline had
no understanding that he was there
for an evil purpose.
He was determined to not
allow either the cat or her owner
to see the morning light.
the cat cozied up to her mistress,
thinking they were just lying down
for the night like they did every night.
A sigh escaped her, and she began
pawing her mistress's tummy,
settling down easily
without any fear
at all.
My man does not have to be handsome
nor does he have to be super fit or even go to the gym
for what I am seeking dwells within, inside his soul
but of course there are some attributes of all good men
he must be trustworthy, dependable, kind, intelligent
a good listener because I tend to talk a lot at times
My man is respectful and polite to all
he is peaceful, humble, confident, courageous, fun
oh yes, my guy must have a great sense of humour
and is adaptable, has good relationships in his life
hardworking, with ambition and goals, and honest
he will fight for injustices along side of me always
My man will always be faithful to me
he has morals, integrity, initiative, he has vision
a good personality, open to ideas, likes poetry
must love cats, all animals domestic and wild
he is passionate and romantic and thoughtful
and if he has all this- he would be perfect for me
_____________________
October 29, 2016
Free Verse
For the contest, A Good Man
sponsor, Lewis Raynes
Eleventh Place
EPIC
Born in the Bronx wanted to serve his country as a teen. He was a misfit though skinny and lean impoverished body.
So lean.
EPIC
Had a great patriotic attitude and humanitarian in his heart willing to do his part.
And though his clothes hanging off him yet he worn them in pride his need to heal of his Nation, the whole creation from east to west from the Bronx to Los Angeles if America's enemies. If was times of War..
Epic
He wanted to serve his country to help protect the nation from the Nazi's. So he enlisted but he was rejected because of the statue. He had none he lack thereof the strength of physique, man he whom wanted to save his land. His country he lives Anerica a spirit minded man who wanted to join the military Armed Forces.
So still...
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Yet classified 4-f due to his lack of physical physique and what this World War II being dedicated delicate he joined a science secret US Army project which was to inject him with a secret serum a super soldier serum making him a super soldier standing he stood for America America's freedoms and Liberties against tyrants and tyrants
Epic
Dedicated to cherish the ideas of democracy empowering Humanity now it's super human strength driven to be alone combatant in the world a super soldier. A man ongoing and battling for Liberty Justice and the American dream Freedom lives on Epic. 1940 Soldier throughout the war he fought for humanities freedom. In an explosion in the English Channel presumed dead decades later figured was found trapped in ice Captain America was revived Having slept through more and half of the 20th century. Alas to be awaken to a world I never imagined is war had moved from the battlefields through the city streets in America. Instilled so.
Epic
Our hero if liberties
Thankful for what he done and does
Sentinel of liberty~CAPTAIN AMERICA
EPIC
5/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Here at the gate,
I sit and wait;
Pen now ready,
Blank page ink free.
Wordplay and art,
Muse promptly starts;
Words on a roll,
Brisk ideas stroll.
Ink stains in time,
Surge flow of rhymes;
An inner feel,
Spurs a calm will.
I step aside
Let flow now glide;
I do not know
Just what will show.
Word pictures fit
To honour wit,
I wait a while,
Watch soul move style.
Sometimes flow stops,
Yes not one drop;
Then like a breeze,
A oozing squeeze.
How do I write?
I simply cite:
What soul inspires,
Words do not tire.
I do not try
To force a sigh;
Words have a way
To twist fine play.
Leon Enriquez
02 August 2017
Singapore
“Mystic Moment with you”
A natural look of who I am on the inside.
A reality check of who you are on the outside.
A mirror facing west makes the difference in you and me.
Open your eyes and see.
The child I was today is the reflection of you tomorrow.
The ideas of different skies drifted off without sorrow.
I am the good the bad, and the ugly…
A song permitting retrospection to delay the same face with yesterday’s glee.
From the moon to admirable moon;
The dignity of holding the same tune.
I am the swan that swims through your veins.
You are what swim’s through my moods and rain.
The miracle of our heritage echoed so far away.
Auspices now imitate metaphors that were under the surface bay.
An unknown look strays outside the window.
Behind the gates, that leads into tomorrow’s limbo.’
A mirage of turning around and seeing nobody but you and me.
Mystic moments that attract other moments of originality.
A dream that speaks about the image of my new beginning.
My courage polishes off the mirror image of a falling stars ending
You are the beating pulse that resides on the inside and outside of my being.
“You are the REFLECTION of my spiritual place”
When I die,
There will not be a day of mourning for anyone.
No, announcements in the news will be made,
No, speeches will be heard,
No, articles will be written,
And the bells of my church will remain silent.
Thus,
Unnoticed, my departure from this world would be.
Only the humble verses of my three thousand-plus poems will be present-
A brave army at attention, ready to pay homage to their departed father-
By singing a lullaby, composed by the ideas, sayings, and deeds of mine,
In an effort to pacify my soul at the moment of her transition from her
Temporal to her eternal home!
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Oh, what a glorious day, that day would be!
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© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 October 2025