Long Integrated Poems
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You made up your mind to view the world
With different eyes —eyes recessed, eyes inundated with lustre,
Straining to catch every flight of the dancing seasons that hurled
Man and beast beyond frontiers with baluster.
You are the town-crier of our time, delivering messages printed on banners
That hail the energy of the heated earth.
What a voice you possess! So smooth and euphonious, it rings loud and clear
With the gumption of a king’s augurer, leaving behind manners
That haunt us pleasantly with bliss and mirth,
Suggesting frantically the suavity of a seer
Journalism has come to judgement, fragmented by words and the eloquence
Of time and grace. Are you not equal to the task?
The world admits you certainly are! And with supreme relevance
Your disciples are many, Dear one, flaunting the mask
Of imitation — they litter the world like tiny red beads flung and scattered
Beyond boundaries stretching from sea to coast
You are a lover of words, speaking with valour even on the arcades
Of fright, charming viewers with the powers of gathered
Attention when rainy nights and dewy mornings boast
Loudly of integrated existence of cascades
An anointed raconteur you are, reeling off tale after tale
By moonlight of cosseted playgrounds
I assume you frequented gatherings, prelapsarian, on a scale
So great that the sage spoke on select backgrounds
How do you do it?
Do you burn candles with scented tallow, and without
Need of a flint —thus reluming primitively dark alleyways?
You are the light that shines on tenebrous path and grit,
Revealing fey monsters responsible for the drought
That burned the pennants of truth posted on archways.
I never before knew an institution of mass communication
Until the bright age of running news crowned your labours
By way of a universally attended coronation
The world attributes to you the favours
Of heavens and caverns of Eudemons.
Arise, Dear One, arise and claim your special flair,
Make noise with the reeds of the Nile and dance gracefully
As you dine on stewed cinnamons
Rest assured you’re deeply blessed, Dear one with a dare;
I assure you mightily, speaking faithfully.
Kiss, this is my kiss for you which
Makes everything ambrosia, nectar
And panacea of the mesmerized life
Where heaven also comes down
With the twilight twinkling stars
To light up the dark lamp of the heart
Where the butterflies dance over the buds
In the paths of blooming fragrance
To sip and quench the thirst of absence
Where the raindrops touch the cheek
By dripping a loving sonnet from Shakespeare
To awaken the sleeping feelings
Where the stranded poets harrow the verse
For the lovelorn souls in the mystic womb
To resurrect the life of immortal love
Kiss, this is kiss for which we’re integrated one
In the pairs of luscious swelling lips
-March 11, 2023 Chattogram
Writing Challenge - 'K' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Together we connect with
Out of step see
Maybe mixed might may
It be that seed we plant
Informed reform rob unites
We see to be or nay say we
Claim too lame we disclaim a relevant
Release at these exchanges that
Open up at ease without
Need for rearranging
Lost we succeed too
Many other nights.
But last we yesterday. ..
And be what it just may
And back to my old shelf.
I work and plague for days.
Viewed differently than today
Claim to lame to disclaim.
No need release exchange
We see to be or nay.
Mixed up might may
But last we yesterday.
And be what it just may. ..
I fire the gun that you taught me to hold, and now, you call me the perpetrator?
I shot through dark, you shot through bright hues
You did what you had to do and now I'll do what i do best
Introduce you to the malice you integrated in yourself
Like a knife that cuts you through
Two pieces, mismatched, but born through one
You rubbed salt on my wounds, you cut deeper than sin
Your side-splitting grin as i died solely from within
Dangerous grounds that i was on, holding onto some ray of hope
You blocked my eyesight, from the minute you stepped in
Ridiculed my misery, shifted my story, burned my mind through time
But you should've known i always take what's mine
In A Place Beyond Time and Space
The 9th Realm, Cradle Of Existence Sacral Untainted Place
A Paradox, An Enigma with no Beginning nor End
Beyond the Ultra Violet Ray Forrest lies the Secret Garden
Where Light Gems Bloom in Harmonic Hues, Star Seeds Transfigured Crystals Transcend
Amidst the Glimmering Glade, Stands The Spectral Tree of Light Exhibition
Corded Branches Adorned with Jeweled Leaves, Light Prism Pomegranate Fruits Ripened with Illumination
Great Tree of Light Luster, Supporting Streams of Light Boughs In Coordinated Sequency
Laden With Rubies, Emeralds, Sapphires, Diamonds, Agates Twinkling Incandescence Frequency
All This Radiance Anchored by the Ancient Tap Root, Sourcing Beams and Rays To Infinite Sinker Fibers
In The Secret Garden, That Exists Universally Ignited by the Root Provider
Although Multitudinous Origins Spurred from the Ancient Tree of Light
Some Somber, Polished Shine, while Others Beam Bright
Macrocosmically Integrated, Beings of Light, Genesis Of Immortality Undiluted Purity
Flourishing Within and Without All Existence, We are Beacons, Contained Jeweled Energy
Traversing the Realms of Shadows, Some Far removed for Mundane Delicacies and Fading Fantasies
Albeit, Regardless of Doctrines, Cultural Beliefs, Man Made Ethnicities and Dull Egotistical Heresies
In A Place Within Where We Connect to the Great Light Tree, Jeweled Lamps We are Ignited By Cabled Roots of Light Inextinguishably.
who felt incorporeal storied power
of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school
before his/her first grade
coz of all the money he/she made
which affected modus operandi rendered obsolete
child worker laws
and no sweat of brow getting paid
people used bitcoin (or other online currency)
additionally making purchases
with scant keystrokes to complete a trade.
As with any major dramatically novel scheme
light bulb idea scribbled on napkin
scrap of paper
via cheesy or whipped cream
originating as a flash in the pan
aha eureka moment, or dream
as rough blue print subsequently
underwent beta testing,
before declaring pc innovation supreme
whereby outstanding persons in the tech industry
clamored to join Kidde team.
Whether seventh day add vent
hissed or other religious creed
powerful binary processing
impacted near
earth shaking incarnation indeed
and ramifications in all walks
and talks of life sought expert need.
Coven chanting children murmured Luddites be damned!
Thus spake Zarathustra (cue the opening scene
from Planet of the Apes)
upon witnessing as if king or queen
(in reality father or mother)
didst get immediately
dethroned thus, increasing mean
average positive
effects on society, especially lean
microchip i.e. integrated circuitry
miniaturization "green"
technology (and eventual
attendant affordable price)
viz said trappings
unleashed upon global market
invited absolute zero dust, a must clean
as a whistle work space,
and manufacturers laboratory be microbe free
hermetically sealed vacuumed "clean".
Countless portable machines
unbeknownst soon epithet florid hack
coining impromptu called cyber crime
especially as majority proportion of population
didst purchase these dime,
a doze in countless "end users"
snapped up these smart machines
excitedly keyed away indifferent to gunk
on unwashed hands
plus bits of food particles
eventually caking hardware with grime
(eventually necessitating technician
charging gobs of moolah
sans to unstitch in time.
By the grave I saw blacken snow flakes
Lightning flashed as I witness
Drawn down from blacken purple skies
Burst of brilliants, winter blast snow blind
Upon a midnight electrics static,
you came gently clanging
Deep into that darkness changing, snow blind
To warn me about the steady
That incremental isocheim - that incremental isocheim
Death shall bring trends
Eagerly I looked for tragedy, wintertime
The festivals alteration adjusting
The dynamics brought such sorrow, snow blind
I have dreams of flows misting snow men and women kissing
I crave the coolish, changeable climate
The cyclic cold snap contouring
Take thy gruel hot coal from out my heart
Come stand wit me twit the freezing blizzard
Come dear heart
Much I marveled the integrated icebox
The snow-covered snowplow steadying shoveling
So inviting is the thought…
To be frozen with me come not see will be so kind
If together we be 2 frozen lovers just snow blind
1/29/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
A feeling so surreal-
I've never felt this way before.
I swore I knew what love was-
but this with you is so much more.
The warmth it washes over me-
cleanses, my soul down to it's core.
For reasons unbeknownst to me-
feel that I know you from before.
A longing which has drawn me here-
with an aura so familiar.
Despite life's grief and heartache-
I am most grateful to be here.
See I do not believe-
we're simply, two halves, to a whole.
But two flames glowing brighter-
as fate, intertwines our souls
A push a pull, a give a take-
like two ends of a spectrum.
Yet still we find safe haven-
in eachother; feel so welcomed.
I know there's so much more ahead-
as we learn to take steps forward.
Just Know I crave to understand-
your mind and how it's coded.
The truth and the reality-
is that neither can explain it.
Still one way or another-
both our paths were integrated.
Just like baby birds-
as they prepare for their first leap.
With no reason, or no rhyme-
hold faith from high atop the trees.
And even without proof-
of if they'll live or or die.
Instinctively still throw themselves-
into the open skies.
Young birds they may not know much-
still know that they must try.
Because despite the unknown-
they know that they were born to fly.
"The Law of Faith"
by: Eric L. Boddie
I would like to inform those who just don't know the half
Man can corrupt anything except for Truth and math
But when it won't add up, they start to multiply their lies
So in order to have something real, division must arise
And just think of the remainder, a mere fraction of self
Always needing common factors to feel complete breath
Some will use substitution, others will choose elimination
To solve the system of Life's complex equations
It just depends on the situation, how was the problem derived
If it can't be integrated, it must have come from inside
That is called false pride, that's its natural base
And to calculate E, you need infinite space
And you only have one face, you can only subtract one Life
That proof was in the Induction Of Jesus Christ
The Identity Of Sacrifice As Given By The Word
The Co-Sign Was By The Father, The Son, And The Holy Spirit, How Superb
Great White Father,
About those anti-BadNewsMedia rallies
while our SouthWest is burning
and while our SouthEast is flooding
and wet windstorm conflagrating,
feeling the flamed-up wrath
of an angry EarthGoddess,
Why do you plant and nurture hate
and anger
against potential WinWin integral communicators?
Did it not once occur to you
to wonder why you chose to be elected
in this climate precarious time?
Why are you like BadNews zealously mendacious Saul
when we so obviously need a more integrated St. Paul?
Filled and overflowing with healthy integrity,
Holy Matriarchal Spirit-Nature.
Your mockery
and tongue-lashing
and transparent ego-promotion
will not help one child
recall what a great job you did
while made in U.S. of A. family homes
and forests are burning
longer and stronger
every devolutionary decade.
Your egotism
and anthropocentrism
further inflame climate disasters
and absence of accessible health care,
cooperatively given as received,
and healthy wealth of economic and politically reasonable reassurance
that, together,
as a healthy bicameral democracy,
we can rebuild this co-dominating
co-operative constitutional
integrity we so redemptively WinWin need
We need to gather to heal Earth's climates,
not to destroy them
with bad attitude and vilifying pathologies
rather than gratitude and health-wealth celebrations
to restore justice and invite cooperatively owned peace
into ego/eco-centered green health hearts
and wealth societies
reforesting our WinLose deserts,
Revolve
resolve our storming desserts
for past hubris
of Great White Fathers
demanding missionary colonization
inflaming idolatrous hate
rather than inviting
our seas to still
our surviving trees to witness our worship.
One difference between you
and Barack Hussein
I notice you never mention:
You look at historical outcomes
for nature/spirit WinWin Native Americans
and gleefully declare
"They lost!"
Barack recalls those same disempowering outcomes
and sadly, yet more patriotically, notes
"We all lost."
I wonder if the burning homes
and trees
can hear that terrifying empathic difference
for future integrity
of a mental and physical
mind and body
spiritual and natural healthy democracy.