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ALLOW ME TO KISS YOUR SOUL AND HEART
Offend a beautiful woman is found;
In the lights;
Sometimes her beauty rises;
In the night;
He curvasive body;
Simmers and glows;
Yet it’s her true self;
Her spirit that knows;
Oh! Grant me the pleasure
To kiss your heart;
Allow me the circumstance;
To spiritually romance;
You in the proper way;
Allow me to pray for you now… I say
I wish upon you longevity of life
I pray unto you the desires of your heart;
And I stand affirmed, dismayed….
Would you allow me to
To kiss your heart;
May I kiss your heart and soul?
May I kiss the Lord you worship whole?
May I kiss the spirit and the wind
Won’t you just let, let me in
Allow me darling to…
Kiss your heart and soul
11/14/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
Jesus was a patristic carpenter,
a non-nationalistic builder
of goodnews communal structure,
a nonviolent communicating leader,
a multispirit-natural facilitator,
divinely humane bilateral
spiritual health is natural wealth
facilitator of recreative green
and blue
and red-blooded sensory communion.
I am a mere custodian
of messianic intention,
practice,
discipline,
caring for co-empowerment,
vocational integrity,
ecopolitical EarthHealth and Safety
re-enlightenment,
A custodial health care giver
and wealth sensational receiver,
practicing this sacred vocation
of proactive kindness
for improving health sensory outcomes,
scouring systematic memories
and green clean freeing imagination
of multiculturally furnished resonance,
harmonically polishing resilient gleaming finishes
Of climaxing compassion
recreating passionate
yet safe
incomes extending polycultural communion
more free of risking segregated collapse
of healthy form
with wealthy functions.
Cooperative custody of wide spatial
and deep tempered
resonant wellbeing,
integral systemic order,
therapeutic win/win cleanliness
for organic peace
through interdependently cooperative custody,
Physical sensory longevity care
for stable healthy spaces
and metaphysically safe, dust-free mental wealth
neuro-healing traumatized at risk places.
Custodians can integrate daily mindbody life
and EarthMaintenance sensory work
as occupational
sacred vocational
prayer.
Earth's custodians
mediate regenerative compassion,
meditate in practical
mindful
actively evolving revolving
inter-flowing sensory spiritual/natural
interdependent/integral custody practice
Humble custodians
of healthy natural green mind
and wealthy sensory-spiritual
red-blooded healthcare
of EarthPatriotic
wondrously awesome
resiliently resonant hearts
with wholesome healing minds
embodying sacredly cooperative life.
Couples marry; it's tradition
Since the beginning of time
Our children would do the same
While in their youthful prime
Handsome, intelligent, employed
Would be their choicest beaus
No ills would befall a safe home
Established in love that grows
Into a heart entered a love
A beau with mutant genes
Carrier of Huntington's
Disease that stole all esteem
As tradition would have it happen
A child would come their way
Innocent was the baby boy
That in the cradle lay
As great grandparents cuddled him
Never did they expect
Such a fate would entangle, hold;
And people would reject
Thirteen innocent years God granted
Then his joy was taken away
He knew that he was a defect
Hope disappeared to stay
At age thirteen when Cody's dad was diagnosed with HD then Cody knew
he could come down with the illness..He was tested at 18 and he had the
gene..He now at 29 has the early stages of the disease..Longevity expected 10 years..God could intervene our only hope at this time..
Unfinished..Don't know exactly how to go forward yet
It was several years ago. How many, I don't rightly know.
I really should have documented the day. Perhaps it would
have been better to do it that way. How can I best describe what I really want to say?
It's about something for which I decided to pray.
I needed "time" to achieve certain goals in my life.
I needed "time" to tell, to share my journey, my flight.
I wanted to share love to help wipe away so many tears.
So I asked the Lord to give me a life of one hundred years.
Later, I also suggested that I would revisit the matter in 2049
for the purpose of, who knows; maybe to request more time?
Still later, I revisited my prayer with a second amendment.
I considered such matters of disability in the "health department".
I said, "Lord, I need more than longevity, but also a life of quality". I was so grateful that God understood and was aware of such reality.
So I'm having the time of my life, just loving and writing about my God,
my wife, my family, my church, my friends, my country, my world, my life; about nature, and about ................
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WHEN THE WInD BLEW THROUGH THE HOLLOW REEDS
written by: Pannus Sphinx
native to regions of habitual areas the Brya ebenus tree is
best suited for flutes, english flutes one would say
the bassoon is created from this type of tree
planks from the boards of the black maple tree
can also be used with resin to produce
beautiful instruments and marvelous creations
along with the sugar maple these trees are fashioned to
impress sound and longevity were it the best choose
to craft a musician's dream instrument
density and hardness the black locust is a suitable alternative
to the traditional rosewood the has been historical used
to make instrument bows and xylophone bars
Due to the lackof finacail security the 61 members of the group were visiblly sad. They thought they could afford 40 bassoons from there tresuery: but were only actaully able to afford 27 due to the outragous cost of these custom made tresures. They were able to smile when the artisain send bows and xlophones peices free for the amount the Orcastra had purchased. They referred to the instruments as clownish flutes.The deep tones were nearing exotic, giving the directer of the event cause to limit the amount of peoplke able to attend the Board meeting due to cost. Catered the affair over-ran the budgeted allocations from the tresury. This made the couples in the Orchastra smile: but those who wanted to vacate along with there musical mates had to pay the addition cost due to the budgeted restictions. Leaving sound soured by the whole affair.
The performance was expected to be ledgendary to the benifet of the audeince. Velvety smooth and soothing. Purple and creamed colors were the chose of colors for the event. Catered by a world famous chef. the audeince only knew the the results of practice: but back stage professionals shined doing what they did best!
The shelac still smelled fuming the backstage area.
5/12/17
Go ahead and tell
Hide in your shell
Or run away like a gazelle
Don't like your intent and what you try to sell
Farewell
Catch an L
Rot away and smell
Then burn in hell
On my mind, it will not dwell
Throwing shade
On my name
It's nothing new or strange
What some will do for clout and fame
Is beyond a shame
I'm going to turn into the ace of spades
And a jack of all trades
Bury what remains in a legitimate grave
Then carryout another day, while still feeling the same
A new century
Another enemy
Out to get me due to jealousy
I can only imagine how it is, when you're a celebrity
Your not going to shorten my life expectancy
Or any chance of longevity
Due to me thinking sensibly
My own integrity
And a sudden surge of adrenaline and energy
No R. I. P. for you, or memory
By: Dalton Ogletree
Shall I offer you a prayer;
Would you even care;
Just me and and God here;
Conversing, ever so dear;
Will you be surprised;
That I am more than just, shy;
See nothing to hard for my God;
He's the great, the wise, our all;
Not when sunset, falls;
And when problems, rise;
Be of good cheer;
Jesus is here;
He's never far;
He won't let you fall;
If you don't-won't believe me;
Then just fall;
My dear darling brother, my sister;
I offer you a prayer;
You will even care;
Just me and God here;
Conversing, ever so dear;
I pray for you complete blessings
Longevity of life
Few pangs and pains
And abundance
Repeat this prayer unto thee, say aloud
Shall I pray for you-I SHALL PRAY FOR YOU
Mercy, graces hallehulla Father God
Thank-You Jesus
1/28/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
The Promised Land
poem
Lionel Derbyshire
In the dark I glance a silhouette I see..
A formation in arrangement from neck to toe I see.
A face creation in mask I cannot makeout constructed with neck and toe.
Like a whispering it politely comes to fetching me.
A silhouette so devine I fully see.
In neck and toe and stretched out arms.
It is white and lights up the dark.
Moving close to me..
Floating on neck and toe.
The angel arch bending over me
Starts to pamper me.
I am divine goods to be returned to my heaven's master.
In a precious life I have lived...
There was no pre-arrangement deal and
No longevity guaranteed.
A silhouette whispers me ..
God is calling thee.
Woe I verve with bitterness and trouble I foresee.
I see a angel's gleaming face in radiant animation.
Coming from a land in all it's enduring eternity ..
It rapture's with elation.
It is Elysium.
Without protest and to glee I see the guarantee ..
My act on earth is done.
Aboard I obtain a place
Just before breakfast I go
And see..
The Promised Land.
It was then in awe
I saw GOD
And wordless
Understood all my fears
In the presence of
LORD JESUS CHRIST
my saviour ...
Form:
oh to live a life
beneath your full potential
to know there is so much more
you could have done
said
more that you could have bled
to give others life
oh, the inner strife
mediocrity does not bode well
it's a living, burning hell
to know there is the sublime
yet you're running out of time
the years jeer
that inner fear
that time will not last
you'll be part of the past
and yet
what will live on
when you are gone?
that inner cosmos
of whirling ideas
the planetary magnitude of thoughts
becoming black holes of disappointment
sucking into the void
all that you could have become
if I could tap inside
find the words to make life
ex nihilo syndrome overcome
there is always something
we were born with it
the ability to create
but for many it lies dormant
stagnates
and their names are not remembered
not I
while I breathe
I try
to bring to life
the wonder of wisdom
the beneficence of beauty
the longevity of love
the pleasure of passion
the care of compassion
the perfection of peace
the sweetness of serenity
let it be...
all these and more
are there in my heart, in store
this medium is mine
poetry...the rhyme
set to my heart beat
rhythmic reality
words to whet the appetite
to move
to shock
to invigorate
to satiate
to medicate
to alleviate
to liberate
to enlighten
to brighten
to instill
the will to laugh, to love, and to....live
while this heart beats
while this soul breathes
while the mind can yet think
the quest goes on
to express
the wonder
that lies
within
Eileen Manassian
The essence of wit is brevity
which interestingly evinces chivalry
delivered verdict to hex hoar size
(once and for all) president
dons mantle of deviltry
and trumps constitutional credo
defining American elementary
particular edicts denoting, enshrining,
framing, grand honorable inalienable rights
when foolhardy lobbyists prevail
evicting execrable“enemy”
i.e. forward thinking (progressively liberal)
which subsequently might help
timid citizens to invoke probate, procure, produce cojones
in opposition against rabidly power hungry,
misogynistic courting among the body politik
fostering future feverish fortuity,
toward risking life and limb sans
Uncle Sam selfless gratuity
(especially as Benjamin Button syndrome –
reverses aging process
acquired thru heredity
gets in full swing) stamping mindset
nonestablishmentarian identity
with my Kosher blessing despite any infamy
permission to go ahead with jocularity
from a superstar coach named Kennedy
thereby garnering homespun liberty
where icon bank on direct
laudable, linkedin longevity
with unrolled Scottish grandeur
(Pomp and Circumstance broadcast)
synchronized with precise
unrolled welcome mat
yule receive granted “FAKE” feted soiree
as curtain call doth close toward
final decade of mortality
yet dismiss bing hash-tagged
a scofflaw at any opportunity
especially if legislated mandate
earmarked as priority
in tandem with the key quality
apothegm stipulates decrease sing sanity
as the hands of father time
spin (Doktor Dude Little) backward
away from present day turbidity
increasing revanchism uber victory.