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4.
the sex-appeal of the telephone
and the bugle of the carnies-breaking cock-crows
are all harmonised seamlessly
the noon in the blood
is flowing along the river
all the dialogues are covered
with misspelling of men and women
the tailors want to increase life
cutting rightly the walking of clothes
after the vanishing of collyrium
from the eyes
there is not a single being
in the relief-camps
as far as the eyes can travel
i can notice in the ear-lob of the village-boats
the water-colour of fire-flies
twinkles
then let an agreement be signed
with the defence ministry
on the right
to enter into private bathroom
5.
in the air
on which flowers are engraved
the union of the betel leaves are making their outposts
anew
before the calling of the next pine-woods
you all the butterflies do take on board the tram
to go to the south-pole
is it well to incline so much
towards the tv-screen
who can say
the waves of the terracotta
would never make revolution
i’ve sent some full-moons of winter
and some water-bodies
into the holes of the handkerchief
the lacking of the colours
may kindly be excused
the birds that are blind from their birth
has been singing till now
the songs of the cave-civilisation
there is no question any where
this eclipsed-valley is adorned
with the answers only
"When I say, “ I Got U”
What this really means to you from me
I will always be a friend beyond the ends of time right past eternity
I will “always Pray aloud and quietly first about you unto God
Daily blessings always release blessings to you first, you family and friends
Daily blessings Holy Godly saving of all those whom may not be
I feel you I understand Praying did I say Praying for you longevity of life on this Earth
I got you not in monies nor in material things
I got U in what ever God says that’s in His will
I got your spiritual back
I got you to make you smile
And laugh I got U in the quiet of your heart
I got you even though I not that
I got you in trust
I got U in Jesus
I got your back always in prayer first I feel you understand
I’m not an ordinary
I’m here for you
I cover U in prayer
I understand I won’t knowingly try to handle you
I have hold of you
You’ve touch me spiritually
So glad for the Holy Royal Friendship
A spiritual responsibility
I’m here for you
I thank you
I accept you
I see you, Hallelujah
and I see you in Agape — Unconditional Love
Philia — Affectionate Love
Philautia — Self-love
Storge — Familiar Love
Pragma — Enduring Love
Ludus — Playful Love may God bless you evermore
I GOT YOU"
3/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Heart Folds
Beginning so small
this mound of tissue
time's perpetual resuscitation
life's bellows for passion
protection's engine of flow
So simple its form
this muscle of pulsation
innocent of harm's way
liquid breathing of body's dependence
wanting only to maintain tomorrow's awakening
Sentries stand guard
immunity's breach driven back
poisons held at bay
health and longevity made secure
So flickers this flame of flesh
resisting winds that might extinguish spark
designed impervious for decades to come
until the kiss
Fold one
Intrusion of passion
begs emancipation of opened heart
as anguish of unrealized pleasure
hints
but
withholds consent
Rhythms explode
prying open the chambers of mind
exposing the unknown magic
inner eye bliss
distinction
disruption
dysfunction
bends arch back on themselves
Fold two
More kisses
pausing ventricles to stop
breath taken away
glimpses of forever
Until
Folds become pleated
become a chaos of creases
Wrinkles constrict passion's meadow of bliss
tributaries of spirit become dry beds of fossil remains
Will reason ever concede
to love's unspoken treatise
heart's hidden secret of survival
Or
Forever remain but love's monitor
life's data bank of questions without answers?
How precious the newborn heart
How precarious its journey
Nobody wants to die.
But now I am old
I wonder why.
I sometimes feel very ill,
And take many prescription pills,
To help strengthen me and help me strive
To have an even longer life.
At lunch, while watching the TV
I learned something that bothered me,
A. I. artificial intelligence is coming here
I feel this will be something to fear
I know now why life feels unreal,
It's fast becoming true
If this phenomenon comes to pass
It could be the end of all we knew.
It doesn't make sense,
To this uneducated old girl
It makes me feel tense
It makes my old brain whirl.
Has the World gone wild,
Or is the Wild one me?
Why am I taking pills
To give me longevity.
Only to realise today
We will have no choice
Unreality will come to stay
And we won't have a voice.
Throughout history, we are lovers
Throughout history, we are soul mates
We are Romeo and Juliet
We are Anthony and Cleopatra
We are Lancelot and Guinevere
We are Tristan and Isolde
Scarlett O' Hara and Rhett
Elizabeth Barrett and Robert
Pocahontas and John
Jayne Eyre and Rochester...
Blended inside one another
Melted inside one another
Two hearts are one
Two souls are one
Throughout the ages
Throughout eternity
Forever was
Forever shall be...
You and I
The sweetest symphony,
and if there were to be
another life
than the one that we now live,
I know your soul would find mine
We would be
the next world renowned lovers,
our names immortalized
in the books that will be written,
for a love like ours,
this passion we share,
defies the boundaries of time
It's a living entity
infused with heaven's light
and its longevity
You and I
We lived; we live; we will live,
for we are the embodiment of love
We ARE love
Personified
You and I
Love's sweetest refrain
Yesterday, now, and forever
YOU and I
Collab between Tim Ryerson and Eileen Ghali
For Carolyn Devonshire's Contest
Past Lives
June 25, 2014
* A fictitious write
The appendix and punctuation and learning new words
As they sift and make the dough pliant and smooth verbs
The morning dew drops and the ear infections , as you had your inactive gold ear-rings, paired
The early morning, haphazard memories and yet so long for so long a ribbon, tightened.
"Rabbi zidni Ilman", and the wisdom, and the turtle and the slow and the steady, for a steady pain, off and on.
They beat around the heartbeats , and beat around the bushes too, in the fish-o-fillet
Or a thousand dollar contract with relocation to move your sofasets, beds and the canopy that added on, in toothpaste
bad-mint-on when Rome must burn!
Why so much noises around a sunlit day? When nothing matters in a significant way?
still the passing day felt a mere Sigmund truth, shivering in high fever and so to say.
Noise walls and Walgreen corona tests in Michigan, they all seem in perfection, to sync in tune, in an asynchronus way. Attuned though.
I am no one in this wide world, a mere plain thinker in a simple living, coping underneath a magnificent sky, visible from a petio.
And the visible impeccable the enormity and We , as the next week may see, might never be,
as the story must go on, replaceable by a wiser call, when unseen faith should debate less,
even without a visibility, aftermath serenity and among the prettiest face,
an innocense that grew up, on its own, for many reasons to disown, within a traveller's grace.
Still, I saw you there, also, at the end of a tiresome day
I felt, I am a longevity in a dark silence, where supplication in faith may
Without pointing fingers to a mannerism in equity and dwelling in a voice synthecizer...
As kalshi was looking back in the black and white again, before we parted, for ever.
1:37 AM
8-6-2024
We watched the them tiptoe around each other
On a sandy beach in Florida during a June moon
He was handsome, tall but not lanky, built right.
She was dainty, petite and she moved like a ballerina.
I am her friend, so I was not doing cartwheels.
There was something about him that felt sad.
I am always a bit shy of the injured puppy types.
She did not see it, he became “the one” in her mind.
His friends were not excited about her.
She is not from their preppy side of the world.
Was she a gold digger? Would she pull him down?
A spring break romance, none of us expected longevity.
We were all wrong. They have been married forty-eight years.
They have six children and seventeen grandchildren.
All because two teenagers began tiptoeing around each other
on a sandy beach in Florida during a June moon.
1.
the crystallised handkerchief
of one’s span of life
your handloom-bird brings with its lips
some musical notation of the nimbus
holding that waves within the heart
how much growth does occur
to the sandal-line of a man
or
it does
fall
the blades of grasses are known well
to be vegetarian
the eyes of the reindeer
have cent per cent smelling of fish
then what translation would you suggest
for the fingers of wild titlark
the shirt
they have put on the body of this night-stone
what best word-meaning does match it
but land-lotus
2.
i’ve re-constructed
all the trees and plants
with
the dry straws grass twigs collectively
fetched by beak
and the monsoon
as well
the full-brim of vodka
is deep in the palms
in that moonlight
a sleeping-tablet
does take a dip-swimming
within her enfolding
there may be the whole works of rabindranath
from the breathing of cd-player
spreads around
the sound of horse’s hoof
there is the bed-sheet of dusts
on the anger
kept bound within the cover of rexin
it’s true
our vineyards are still
prone to stones
then it does not seem
that the boiled moon sets
into the tea-cup
3
in your songs
still lies
immense green
the bed-room is too
very bright
the walnuts
walking along the path
that touches the rain-shore
make me think likely
on a sunday
kept in an envelop
when the bedcover of the early morning
speaks frankly
what’s in its mind
to the soap-water
the ears of the horse
in the wall-calendar
look very crazy
i can remember
one day
the sun-boats would tear their wrappers
their whisper would want to discover
the inclinations and thoughts of the creepers and herbs
possessed by the lady-volunteers
their yawing would notice
so many unused handlooms
taking a run-away on the clouds
now
would the cat under the beautiful jersey
finally think of waking up
then i’ll go
to deposit the clever apples
along with
all the triangles accompanying it
to the nearest cold-storage
HI, I AM 92,I have
Lived through a lot from depressions to recessions.
From flu varieties and ebola, Sar’s Polio, H.I.V. And more.
Praises to the lord.
Daily he reassured.
Yes, alot I have endured.
Outdoor toilets, indoor plumbing,
A well from which to drink my water.
Hi, I am 92, that day you saw me I was alone;
I have outlived my children and my peers.
People usually Ignore me because I am
Just and old man, that drives on my own,
I use the bathroom on my own, I also walk,
Shop, and, and use atm machines, on my own.!
I have survived many wars, and escaped lynch mobs.
Why then did you come and decide to take my car, and my life.?
Hi, son who looks like me, I am 92 you look 15, God has spared me,
…and why couldn’t you? Easy,weak old prey, you needed a car,
I would have given you the keys;My insurance was paid.!
My last thoughts were if God gave me longevity, and good health, why couldn’t
you have shown me mercy;You did not have to club my head and knock me down. O' Heartless boy, I would have traded my life for your future.
I was tired, but now your retribution has been entangled
with my karma, and God's will. I who was healthy yet weary, was willing to do another day upon this contaminated planet called earth.
You let the forces of greed,hunger, vanity, and or fear allow you to give in to cowardice. I was 92,not much I could do against you and the other two.
I regret you allowed satan to use you.
I hope you get to be 92 years old on planet earth.
And remember me every day.
‘’FOR WHO GOD BLESS, LET NO MAN CURSE.’’
• FATHER COVER OUR CHILDREN
May Our Father give you?
Extra special covering.
May He touch the hearts of our children?
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
Giving them new reverence unto us.
Through you Heavenly Father.
We so know that our children
Which are on loan to us,
Receive our Father's blessing
That’s tied to us
May suffer not as we,
But glorify Elohim our Abba Father
Referencing Him first.
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
May our children be in peace, in joy and love?
Give them an ear to hear.
Set a watch over them.
We speak Longevity of Life.
Abundantly Always
Obedience until our Father
To God be the Glory, His way, His will in theirs and our life.
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
Forever in Jesus mighty name Amen and Amen
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
Father please O’ please cover, cover our Children
Forever in Jesus mighty name Amen and Amen
2/21/24
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© CR HEART