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It Was a Sad Day
It was a sad day, that day, when I
realized that I could no longer kiss
away the pain and trauma of a skinned
knee or solve the problem by putting
a band-aid on the boo-boo. Now I sit
and hold back emotions not quite my
own and stifle the urge to lash out at
my perception of what has caused such
discomfort in the world of my children.
I envision myself reaching deep inside
them and ripping the fear or pain or
loneliness from them, a form of parental
psychic surgery. Sadly, I cannot do it.
Cursing the powers that be, the fates,
and the gods in vain attempt to sway their
judgments I bargain and challenge.
Demanding that the trial be placed on
me, the pain inflicted on me, the fear
and loneliness placed at my door.
If I could give any advice to parents
I would encourage them to carry
band-aids and apply them liberally,
kiss every needy boo-boo, hold
every lonely hand, quietly eat
ice cream while fading tears dry
on the cheeks of a renewing grin.
So now I hold them in my thoughts,
kiss their boo-boos from a distance,
and hold back the tears of aging,
both theirs and mine.
ALAFFIA EVERYDAY COCONUT SHAMPOO
Yours truly (me)
just an ordinary primate from the human zoo,
who while ambling along
the boulevard of broken dreams on a Green Day
(just me and my shadow)
I experienced unexpected lionizing flattery
courtesy Pink Floyd,
he went ape and shouted "hey you"
out there in the cold
getting lonely, getting old
but honest to dog,
I took the road less traveled
unexpectedly encountering
fire breathing creatures
imagine dragons puffing
at these lovely bones
that constitute a generic guy,
a madding crowd qua at least one
with multiple talking heads
quite frightful harried styled beastly yahoo
primitive creature obsessed with "pretty stones"
popularized by Jonathan Swift
in the fourth section of Gulliver's Travels
trying their damndest to woo
yours truly, an aging baby boomer
and long haired styled pencil necked geek
he/him even extended
an invitation to their next venue
to frolic in the autumn mist
in a land called Honah Lee,
hence methought to spruce myself up
to undergo a major makeover
courtesy Salon Nova beauty technician,
and in one fell swoop
off went approximately a dozen inches
of mine lovely brunette locks of love
(tinged with natural gray),
and upon getting
to the house at Pooh Corner
I swiftly tailored mine appearance
showering and sudsing hair
with aforementioned product
(videre licet title of poem)
suddenly unconditionally loving
the new Matthew Scott Harris
immediately accepting an awesome
handsome kickass transformation
awash with true value,
especially after liberally appling
Eco Style Olive Oil Styling Gel
with damp hands quite a challenge,
but cap I did eventually unscrew
ready to rock and roll with the Monkeys
(with other artists... Guess Who)
at a rave in Timbuktu,
whereat paparazzi snapped pictures
asking me to stand still as a statue
encased within a stone wall
(think Andrew J. Jackson)
unexpectedly espying my likeness
in the next issue
of classy fashion magazine
nothing but accolades
with stunning breathtaking photographs
populated the Harris review.
Keep winning
with your same old competitive ********,
said the life coach,
To avoid future losses.
What are the key capital investment opportunities,
asked the financial coach,
That keep Business As Competitively Usual
building larger homes,
expanding sacred cathedrals,
triumphing Win-or-Lose public servants
calculating democratic divestment of losers?
Watch out for competing over-investment
in ostensibly cooperative purposes,
trusts,
concerns,
collective incorporations for good,
warned the occupier coach,
growing life for mutual love empowerment,
bilateral and multilateral winning health,
wealth,
wellness,
happiness,
welfare of all residents
Whether by "birthright"
or whether by birthwrong need
of a more liberally safe and free sacred space
to live cooperative love
without fear of RightWing ballistic incursions,
rape,
plunder,
abuse,
neglect
Health of truth and beauty winning
robust multicultural love
restoring ecotherapeutic justice.
All residents win through mutually occupying health care
giving
and receiving
and communicating nutritional wealth
with more cooperative communion intent
revolting against WinLose
unto LoseLose anti-rapturous devolutionary assumptions,
bad faith,
lack of hope,
where we would instead grow love,
karmic expectation,
positive psychology incarnation,
ecological and theological correlational relationship.
RightWing coaches and technicians:
Please conservatively challenge assumptions
that healthy engines of capital green success
should
would
or even logically could
unilaterally assume continued growth
of future wealthy
life-systemic successes.
Relentless continued growth
within a living,
breathing,
heart-beating organism,
society,
culture,
nation
we usually discover as rabidly cancerous
once we become mature adult mindbody systems
of natural healthy Spirit
and/or wealthy spiritually balancing NatureBodies
Said the occupy healthy life coach.
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley
In the crisp hushed winter's cold bite degree.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Gathers on glass pane quite liberally.
Dusk begins to wane, relaxing white sea.
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley.
I wake up with the halls deck with holly.
Daze, dash down the halls, dive under the tree.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Filled with light, I'm in heaven most jolly.
I cheer on one knee, "Christmas gifts for me!"
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley.
The dawn brought new-fallen snow. Oh! Golly!
Outside world cloak in white glitter to see.
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
Hope Santa knows I've been nice, wishfully.
There wouldn't be a single toy; yes siree.
Whiteness falling, whirling, white swift volley,
Nipping flakes; light-dark night body lolly.
12/19/2020
Handle It!
and thus the dirty hands crept ever close
searching for neither penny nor for pound
kept down by those of class who never rose
above the station birth to them had bound.
cold eyes that deign to gaze upon such need
immune to all the vagaries of life
hard hearts that clutch despair within their greed
pretentiously saluting drum and fife
soft hands of kneaded dough and watered soup
thin sliced bread spread liberally with love
scrapes pots bottom in hope of one more scoop
gentle lights, empty plates, no parting hugs
proud hands that hold the secrets of our wars
patrol the night lest we might see our flaws
11/18/2016
submitted to – Sonnet - Poetry contest
Recent confrontations
between older RightWing defenders of orthodox violence
and younger LeftWing liberators for inclusive cooperative peace
and restorative,
therapeutic green justice,
have all been massively mediated
between Donald Trump's Make America Grotesque Again campaign threats
to promote unhealthy narcissistic uniformity
against more LeftWing integrity
of democratic hearts
for liberal humane-divine love.
Personal political experience
has taught more faith in cooperative webs of interdependent compassion
more cooperatively powerful
than competitive walls
of hostile military-industrialized
automated ballistic autonomy.
Rather than an explicitly resilient conversation
about what we hope to healthy achieve
through wealth of compassion
and co-empathic democratic powers
with all natural/spiritual
ego/eco-energetic people,
non-violent plants
and non-sectarian planet,
The candidates for WiseElder defense
of orthodox Business As Usual capitalistic Truth,
when WinWin cooperative GoldenRule confronted,
resisted,
questioned,
by actively hopeful universally democratic youth
for liberally compassionate unitarian liberty
confront a hypothetical Wall
to deny apartheid-wounded neighbors,
Walls overly defensive
for White male property enslaving owners inside
significantly contributing to further pathological sectarian divides
rooted in ignorance
suspicion,
supremacy theories
That White northern and western males
were, and are,
more clearly incarnating King James English translations
of White male God's divinely imaged inspired intentions
granting privileged grace
for evangelical BadNews WhiteMale Elders
Colonizing their weaker, but gratuitously better, half RightBrain minded women
and children
and indentured servants
until we get their Win/Lose ballistic and high-walled defenses
more right
than networking compassionately left
dismissively unmediated
through cynical detachments
more WinLose toward long-term climate LoseLose
than rapturous WinWin,
both short and long-term
ego- and eco-systemic healthy wealth.
O Darling Most Beautiful Sprout---A Song for Rosario
This one's for you Mrs !
Alpha you are my most beautiful sprout;
One day, maybe you’ll be my most beautiful wife
Growing together in the garden you and I will be us
Surrounded by the beauty God has granted
And you are my
You are my beautiful sprout
Beautiful sprout, come plant with me
So that we will be
Growing in the garden liberally
My love for you is like the most beautiful sprout,
Your face reminds me of thoughtful butterflies,
Together, we are like wine and olive oil.
Oh darling ,
My beautiful sprout,
My thoughtful sprout,
The perfect companion to my wine soul.
Roses are red, skies are blue,
I like sunrises,
But not as much as I love singing with you!
Oh darling ,
Your hands are like grace flowers on a spring day,
You're like the most prayerful mother to ever walk .
Your thoughtful butterflies face,
Your olive oil soul, your grace hands,
Your prayerful mother being...
How could I look at another when our beautiful sprout love is so strong?
Alpha you are my most beautiful sprout;
One day, maybe you’ll be my most beautiful wife
Growing together in the garden you and I will be us
Surrounded by the beauty God has granted
And you are my
You are my beautiful sprout
Beautiful sprout, come plant with me
So that we will be
Oh darling ,
My beautiful sprout,
My thoughtful sprout,
The perfect companion to my wine soul.
3/7/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
"If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him." James 1:5 of the King James Bible
Wisdom from above I do need
toward decisions for good deed
begging that light my soul can see...
Dear Lord, unfold Your truths to me.
Seeking for direction that's right
though struggling against weakness-blight
my human nature shouts heart's plea...
Dear Lord, unfold Your truths to me.
Thankful that Holy Ghost does guide
for choices against selfish pride
I cling to grace midst prayer-glee...
Dear Lord, unfold Your truths to me.
Vanquishing deceit with its strain
my faith craves for spiritual gain
Ready to share Gospel that's free...
Dear Lord, unfold Your truths to me.
Triumphant over fatal lies
as empowered with Your advice
I learn still, from ignorance, flee...
Dear Lord, unfold Your truths to me.
April 17, 2023
1st place, "Writing Challenge - 'U' Words" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 4/18/2023
Fall to rise !
Rise to help
those are falling
life is beautiful
if we make parallel
in falling and rising
with cordial help
Knowledge,
Knowledge with love
the light
pure sunlight
without borrowing
can harrow,
can lend the light
liberally, lavishly
(without demand back anything)
I the moon
from the full dark to crescent
gradually full moonlit
by lending that light
yeah, by that knowledge with love
I make myself
every inch of love
in the knowledge
O' love, look
the Anchorite I'm
in that agitated ocean of knowledge love,
the pure light
yes, take it note here
light never can die
cause of not borrowing
and I'm immortal
in that knowledge with love, the light
the illuminating, rising light
to help the falling one
-25/11/19 CTG, BD
Nationalism,
like other faces of narcissism,
multicultural cynicism speaks in ways devoid of integrity,
authenticity,
global transparency,
empathy,
active power and authority of and for,
from and toward, resiliently positive energy,
compassionate wealth of health,
resonant power,
regenerative EarthPassion,
more like internationalism,
like other faces of polycultural embrace
v monoculturism's attacks
Psychological, and yet political,
neurological, and yet also macro-economic,
ecological, but holistically E-CoOperative Networked,
messianic, yet also eco-bodhisattva theocratic,
non-violent commissions
and enthusiastically non-sectarian sacred missions,
universal Yang with unitarian Yin truth with beauty principles,
LeftBrain bipolar, except within RightBrain dipolar, co-passioned,
ZeroSum secular Energy Resilience
winning by also winning ZeroZone Light/Power sacred Source
Healthy paradigmatic systems
re-engaging intuitively wealthy FlowPower,
Here co-arising not not Now, again reiterating
WinWin 4D space within ZeroSum bilateral time-range
Political and economic arts of proportion,
balance,
symmetry,
ego/eco-passion
informed by LeftBrain articulating rational sciences,
deep learning authentic nutritional values
for yang's egalitarian trust-conserving system strengths
with yin's compassionate energy/power,
liberally effluent, yet deductively efficient, resilience
Across full-color living canvases
dynamically revolutionary lyrics
indigenously positive deviant choreography,
Power and energy creation paradigms
multiculturing robust evolutionary health-flow charts
mapping effectively co-operative reverse-hierarchies,
eco-art cooperative therapies for political and economic ego sanctuary,
co-passionate expression
Left with Right,
West with East,
North with South
polypathic multicultural power/energy
feeding ego's Earth CoPassion
Communicating across resonant bilaterals
far more resiliently than mere nationalistic
ballistic narcissism's
short-term
anti-empathic
survival of the not fit-iningest diverse non-violent health strategies,
integrity policies,
non-partisan procedures,
non-sectarian passions.