Long Perils Poems
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Through the perils of the lesser Creeds births forth a New Dawn
from Knight unto Light, The Victors Song
where Ignorance is conquered by the Greater Man
and the Archetype triumphs into the Holy Land,
past the Gates of Damnation, Sword in hand
Wielding the Flail and Crook, I AM, The Heroic Chant
Ascending through Wisdom, The Chrism has Risen
overcoming this Earthly Prison,
where Truth is the New Religion
there, Rubies, Great Fires, and Crowns Glisten
Ever-Upright, Past the Illusions of Night
to Transcend above the Golgotha Of Life,
Shield and Spear I Wield, Within Erupts the Blaze of Divinity
Chanting Hymns Of Eternity, From Dust to Infinity
(was written for the contest, but sadly forgot to enter the contest)
Oh, my Father in Heaven,
Guarding me from all perils and trials
And sets my heart free of clutter,
For you, my songs of praise, I reserve.
All my life, I shall sing
Without fail, in bloom or gloom,
On every unfolding day
Through months and years
Till death and beyond
Let my songs sail across the skies
And with the chorus of the heavenly band, unite.
Oh, the benevolent Lord of all creation,
Custodian of all wealth,
Contriver of birth and death,
The Master Craftsman,
Everything is your handiwork.
The lofty mounts
Veiled in misty snow,
The verdant dales
Lush and still,
The fathomless deep
Where mysteries peep,
All the flowers
That bloom and wither,
All things
Bright and beautiful,
Everything, above and below
In all,
Let me behold Thy grace
And sing Thy praise!
Oh! Redeemer of Mankind
Guide me through the dark,
Guard my steps where dangers lurk
Hold my hand
And never loosen your grip
Make me face the light
Illumine me with wisdom serene
And fill me with love divine;
So that You shall be glorified
Here, on Earth,
And in Heaven be
Jan.5.2022
Songs of Praise Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Robert James Liguori
The wind swept wandering through the dale,
With dusty thrashing force, from a fuming gale.
The herder stooped, his club held firm in hand,
And saw the eagle clasping its prey lowering to land.
Then two crows circled overhead, hungry and sly,
Their eyes fixated on the eagle’s feast nearby.
They grappled fiercely until the eagle lost its right, -
Ultimately turning its triumph into a spite.
With a thin, piercing cry, it soared from sight;
The herder stunned, spoke softly at the sight:
“Behold how life contends within the wild -
What once was yours may vanish, swift and wild.”
Not strength alone sustains life’s endless claim,
But how you move and guard yourself in game.
For there is beauty in rise, and pain in fall;
Through trials and perils, let truth guide us all.
While we watch in wonder, taking brief delight,
Be mindful of the battles day and night.
Life’s struggles linger, seeking to subdue -
A ceaseless fight, as in the wild, runs through.
Rights Reserved
Love is blind
To all the perils
That lie dormant in the mind
Beyond the limits of transgression.
A mortal maiden golden-haired
Priestess of Athena, daughter of the gods
By Poseidon with persuasive honeyed words was wooed
She melted in their alluring warmth and charm.
With guile concealed and flattery he urged her on
Her defences crumbled; the drawbridge lowered
To reveal the gateway to her heart
Forgotten were the vows of celibacy.
Beneath his touch her senses reeled
Her eyelids closed in expectation
He took his chance with urgent need and greed
Her virgin spoils were taken.
As trembling bodies rode the waves of love and lust
Tremors shook the earth, the ocean heaved; the wind enraged
Swept o’er the land and lightning flashed across the sky.
Such was the wrath of gods defied and disobeyed
Terrible and eternal punishment they bestowed.
The mortal maiden golden-haired
A repulsive hideous monster she became
Her fair unblemished skin gave way to loathsome green
Her bloodshot eyes in terror gazed, their previous lustre gone
Each lock of hair a writhing snake that hissed and spouted venom.
Condemned beyond mercy she fled to distant land
Where cursed and shunned she lived in great despair
Turning into stone whosoever fell beneath her vengeful gaze.
At last Perseus took her life. Aided by Athena’s mirrored shield
His scythe tore into flesh and bone; her severed head was lifted high.
Medusa’s misery and shame came to an end
Death – the final liberating act.
I'll touch the face of beauty with tender hands.
Through the perils of life with one like you.
We'll feel the sighs and tears that life commands.
My heart has found a peace in love so true.
A world within a world that love has found.
As beating hearts become a trembling fawn.
Caressing hopes and dreams of sacred ground.
With precious lips that kiss before the dawn.
The sun did rise as love began to grow.
When strangers met upon a lonely shore,
And crossed the sea of truth with hearts aglow.
With winds that fill their sails forevermore.
We'll cross the space of time with trusting hearts,
And hold the joy of love till' breath departs.
Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew.
Cigarette rims on window ledges stub out edges.
The marred ghosts of fear misty file foul pass.
The well-known places on wrinkle old folks faces.
When your mind sees and grieves with the ashes.
Moister paint the shadow of your face in the sky.
And night continues impenetrable at a lively pace.
Unawares of the rage consigned conspicuous cry.
This hoary claim might charm all the living race.
Perils bring the way that rides the waves of death.
Turned all ends of pleasure into a darker season.
Freely flying thin into the dying fading breath.
Risky living dreaming of another set of reasons.
Deadly steer rides the night with spavined grey.
Journeying without remorse to throw the woes.
And try to catch a glimpse of the fleeting day.
That wishes to defeat time with all their prowess.
Darkness running along far flung into the night.
Black clouds filled the whole dome of the sky.
Grasp muffle decaying voices along the street.
Water nectar rain, wash, rinse, and balm the eye.
The Voltaire of space stars on a voyage in the clouds
Rival unquiet air shivers with unheeding tremor.
The changed atmosphere invites sleep into the crowds.
Binaries cover the city to make stragglers scatter.
The long night closes with a kiss in the frost.
Pale and fear as dear vintage sauvignon saint.
When the drink is in the wit, we see the rein of cost.
That holds the kingly feast of a mysterious variant.
From the porter’s view drink, is a jewel of the night.
Each keeps its way separate in the flames of desire.
And oozes away in the morning behind the sunlight.
In greater sanctity with dreadful eyes smiling in a fire.
When the dust of morning rises in the grassy skies.
The glint in your eyes, you dare not raise too high.
And risk the manor for how your honor applies.
When your mind likely knows, it holds a deeper sigh.
Northern lights on the horizon
The evening winds blow even the stars in the sky
With the night comes darkness
With the night 1000 dreams
Inside is warmth
Outside is harshness
Blizzards from the north shall arrive soon
A blinding hell of whiteness
Aua will speak
The wisdoms of ancient times
For we have no gods
We have only fear
The anirniit will persist
They, like the snow are white and eternal
From the beginning of time they fall from the sila
One must always honor what nature reflects upon us
At the end of life
Our journeys only begin
We are cast out from the darkness of our beings
The perils of world we have yet to see
Haunted in the total blindness of white
The skies shall consume us
We shall live in eternal fear, forever
Of a White death
Notes:
Aua is an Aangakkuq ( shaman ) in Inuit
Anirniit means the "soul or spirit" of things
Sila = the sky in Inuit
If I have made any errors in spelling or grammar or use of these words feel free to let me know.
As we associate white with goodness and purity, and black with evil and darkness, I rather enjoyed turning the tables a bit!
In my defense, in other silent words
In my actions they are deemed in perils
Harness, perish the thoughts, bring it out bring it about
It’s hard, so very, very, hard to hear
Those empty words
Those words that are always, always heard
And I won’t play favorites or try to flatter anyone
And I won’t as the grumblers malcontents following their own sinful desires
And I won’t be loud mothed boaster
Showing favoritism to gain advantage tryin to git over
While using, empty words
Empty words
Have you ever heard all of those empty, empty words?
They mean nothing if they’re not heard
Empty words
Them there those
Empty words
5/7/22
Written words by James Edward Lee © 2022
Job 32:21
St. Jude16
Viewing out into her eyes into her soul
And I look out the window
Where is the soul?
that I spy all I see is refuge and darkness just a spot
A glimpse of sigh a missed the space dwelling blackness nigh
As hopes for spawning rituals of sunlit there's not
Viewing out into her eyes into her soul
Tis none to my surprise the beating ground
Those the mystic tears that are flowing down
To hard and harden hard and spots
Beating
Bleeding not
Viewing out into her eyes into her soul
I continue to look and I admonish
I pray for the soul to become unhardened
Ruptured so keen on the perils that seem
To unravel the woolen knot
I hope and pray this instant this day
That God will clean the window pane
Viewing out into her eyes into her soul
So I may later on look out
after out of the window and see you
and Him dancing on the bright heavenly streets paved of gold
As I now view
So
Viewing out into her eyes into her soul
Now in blissful clarity Hallelujah, Amen
1/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Love makes us men come apart at the seams
Act like school boys dreaming young dreams
Walking into walls, or in the side of a bus
Oblivious to the perils, our minds turn to mush
Don't get me wrong, it's the best feeling ever
May I never wake up, wish to live on forever
Sometimes our dreams can feel oh so real
I wake up each up morning the love I still feel
Like the greatest feeling, not felt e're before
O'er the fields of love, my own heart does soar
Your love means so much to this silly old duffer
Never take it away, my poor heart would suffer
Let's pretend we're school kids and start all over
Watching the clouds as we lie in the clover!
Love makes us men come apart at the seams
Act like school boys dreaming young dreams
© Jack Ellison 2013