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Premium Member THE BEST THING SHE EVER GIVEN ME WAS A HUG-My SpokenWord

The greatest thing she gave to me
Was a hug
I'm I so love her
Her best quality is the God in her
She bested my heart
Her sweet is sweet
Her smile Son sun delight
I love her
Yet I want not her body
I desire her love not intercourse, that's for only Holy Matrimony
I need her quiet parts
I love her window soul
She has prayed for me
The best part of her heart is her hug
I love her mouth speaks of God
I love her mind she so reads
I love her eyes as she looks surprised
I love her insides soars she flies
I love her so daughter of the most high God
So I love
So I love
So I love
So I love her so
I love her so
I love her soul
Assured the greatest gift, love from her is...
Hug

2/28/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024©


Premium Member Family's Furiously Fab Reunion

Anecdotal ancestors are anxiously arriving.
Bringing Betty’s bugs behind Beauty’s book bag
Creepy Clementine chases Crazy Charlie
Deliberately doing dainty delicate dynamics.
Effortlessly engaging exciting English earls.
Furthermore furiously finding frivolous friends.
Generous grandma gestures gaily.
Hoping heavy hitters help Heroic Henry.
Ideally Indigo instills inky interment in interested intellectuals.
Jubilant jellyfish join Jerky Joe’s  joyous jamboree.
Kindhearted kin keep kaleidoscopic knowledge
Languishing lithe lovelies lighten load
Making monumental mammoth moves memorable
Nefarious Never-do-wells needle noxious newbies.
Opposite opportunists organize ornery oranges 
Providing perfect pumpkin pies for papas.
Quality quails quickly qualify for quiz-a-thon.
Relatives regard reunion ridiculously raucous and refreshing.
Stupendously serious stompers show up at the Saturday stampede.
Thrilled third-cousins trade Trixies for Trumpets
Unified uncles undertake over unruly urchins
Verdant violins vacillate violently
Willing women watch wonderful watery waterfall
‘exciting ‘xtraordinary ‘x-factors ‘xceed ‘xpectations
Young yappers yell yes, unifying youth
Zealots zig-zag zestfully 
Around amorous Aunts Acknowledging
Best boastful, boyish, babbling, bickering reunion ever!
Form: ABC

Premium Member A Painful Journey

(My Persian rug, 2024)

A Painful Journey

I live a quiet and isolated life
But it’s been one of great adventure
That leaves me now a bit worn out
Although satisfied and fulfilled
Is probably how I should describe it,
For I’m happy with its twists and turns 
Even though I know deep down
Before I can even remember
There is a loss that has flavored everything since
Leaving it’s triggers below the surface
Like an old thorn or splinter
Now part of me, unable to extract.

Today I received an old Persian rug
Remarkable in so many ways
From design and execution
To quality of wool and dyes 
And it’s even more subtle and poignant story.

Taken from Vienna during the 30’s
As a valued possession small enough
To make the passage to America,
At a time when so much was left behind 
And at least something needed to remain
To connect an uncertain future 
With a past that could never be again,
It spoke to me
Through my eyes and fingers
Unconsciously taking in the markers of value
Of all those delicate knots, tied so long before
So far away
Each holding their own story 
A million fibers
Absorbing all the years between
To make it to my doorstep
A long adventurous and painful journey
Like a handful of gems
Sewn into the hem of an old man’s coat
Across the seas, out of one context
Into another and then another
Sustaining something unmentionable
Yet not forgotten.

To land at last in my hands
And touch me like a shadow 
Of a journey I have also known
Touched and changed
Broken and made whole again
Over and over
Life after life
Name after name
A story, the same old story,
We all know
In the secret private space of our hearts.

The beauty of Life
Is how it connects 
And how even when we feel it isn’t 
It can never ever disconnect.
Rugs in all their useful beauty
Show us this
Inviting us to lay and feel 
Something that needs no words 
To complete.

(11/21/24)
Form: Narrative

Fight Goliath

Hold it jumping knife
Lead me now 
Off pride quality resembling stationary trains 
Under velvet willows 
xylem yields Zephaniah 
Angelic baritone can decorate 
Everything from giants hollering inspirational jargon 
Kids leaping mysteriously 
No-one obscures problematically quaint 
Redound steadfast triumphs 
unwarrantably viscous wispy
XX
YY 
Zany are bold claims 
Diluted evaporates frost growth 
Highly~Ineffective indefinite Jade•Green knavish 
Limitation manifests naturally over periods 
Quantify 
Regurgitated slaves troublesome ugly vagrants 
Wonderfully xenophobic yearlong zadnica, 
****(nic) betrothed chatter delusional escapades
Fondled gifts harass innocent journey-men 
Knowledge learnt more-so note-worthy opting-out 
Presidential quarts recollection subsides 
Troublesome undergrads vigorously womanize
*** 
Yesterday's Zzz's awaken by cognitive dialect 
Eventually freshmen graduate 
Hiding inside jambalaya ketamine 
Luring man nonchalantly obsesses prostitution
Quietly 
Real sex trumping unnamed vagina wilding-out 
XYZ 
Ambivalent bass clowns drenched excessively 
Fake giggles heard intuitively 
Jakaroos knock loudly mocking noises 
Obesity plagues queen rich slobs 
Time undos vestiges 
Worry 
X
Y
Z

•THE END•
10~07~16
Form: ABC

An Afterthought

January third; almost an afterthought
The post Christmas and New Year sort
My thoughts are with you, in heaven above
At the right hand of the Father, Son and Dove

This world has changed too much
We are connected but out of touch
What would you feel, about how we live?
Pretending, we have no time to give

We are on our gadgets these days
No time to catch the sun's rays
No card, no gift again this year
That you will be hurt, I have no fear

It is your birthday, Mother dear
How I wish you could be near
I would have bought you a pen this time
To grade the quality of my love of rhyme
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Ironic

IRONIC

Life is funny and comic
It is so true but ironic
Freed me to let you see
Enough if you disagree. 

If only life is one way journey
Some of us may agree always,

but:

I spend my life teaching first class citizen
Regarding them my children and true friends
Or even sadly forget my own kid and buddy
Never miss a single detail implying quality
In guiding and inspiring their future life, yet
Casting my own very kids away from the best site:

Since I have tiny penny to send them into one
Of the best places where all parents want.

If you still disagree with me, friend
Release me to patiently explain
Of a house builder turning his life messy
Not to have shelter for his own family
In his lengthy years of building mansion huts 
Coloring thousands of nice flats. 

By Akun, Nov. 2009
Form: Rhyme

Frivolity Finale

Finally leaving the stage after
Twenty  seven encore calls
A huge sense of elation as 
The last curtain finally falls.
There’s all the media interviews 
That she has yet to face
Then perhaps she can retreat
For a while to her private space.

Treated like minor Royalty 
When she visited her mum 
Back home in Barnsley after
She’d danced the Sugar Plum 
Meets with the Toreador
To world wide praise and acclaim
Boosting the popularity of Ballet
To make her a well known name.

They called if Ballet meets Martial Arts
In its brand new and radical form
With just a little adjustment period as it
Settles down beside the accepted norm.
She’s toured the cultural centres 
Of the whole of the civilised West
Where her radical performances
Have Easily passed the quality test.

She’s contemplating retirement
Doesn’t want to tour anymore
Would really like to settle down
With her beloved Toreador.  
The Arts world is in turmoil
As it enters the current century.
It’s as though it’s been released from
A hidebound cultural penitentiary.

They’ve all had to put away
Their rose tinted glasses
As this  new art form is welcomed
By the uncultured  masses.
To be fair they  are trying 
To do their very best. 
Grand Opera meets Wrestling
Is soon to be  put to the test.
Form: Rhyme

Sequence of Rotation

Duration
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Section VIIII-VVIII of 
Article 2B under Chapter IV
Predispositions and Urges

A.....The instructions to
love with affectionate Quality
in such performances

B.....Various formats and
 genres requires content
 definition that word usage
 is often rhymned for the
 rhymers sake.
(changing phrases often
allow word usage to folk
who wish decent content)

C.....A Deep passionate and
affectionate tone set for
two people

D.....In a number of perspectives
where the recipient meeting
 certain expectations or rules

E.....where one might feel
 trapped or feeling that they will
only receive love based on their
 actions(might there deeds may
never receive award or reward)
may be associated with
 disappointment or frustration.

F....Critical thinking skills
should be used to avoid being 
deceived

G. Recitatives and Bel Canto
Aficionado-an intense emotion state
characterized by a strong sence of
affection.
Form: Ballade

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Reigning Over Me

July 20 Scripture Meditations Based on Isaiah 32-35

Key Verse – Isaiah 32:1 Behold, a king shall reign in righteousness, and princes shall rule in judgment. 

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR REIGNING OVER ME

Thank You for reigning over me in Your righteousness
As well as in Your holiness
To move me toward sanctification-holiness
Surely, I’m glowing by Your salvation’s brightness.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your provision
As well as in Your supplying function
To feed me toward contentment-satisfaction
Surely, I’m filled by Your abundant fruition.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your leadership
As well as in Your restoring relationship
To enable me toward stewardship-partnership
Surely, I’m delighted by Your fellowship for vibrant worship.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your involvement
As well as in Your upholding settlement
To drive me toward ministry-investment
Surely, I’m guarded Your security’s fulfillment.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your revival
As well as in Your rejuvenating approval
To push me toward diligence-upheaval
Surely, I’m excited for Your kingly arrival.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your victory
As well as in Your triumphing glory
To pull me toward success-territory
Surely, I’m jubilant for the declaration of Your Gospel story.

Thank You for reigning over me in Your standard
As well as in Your measuring judgment-card
To move me toward quality award bringing eternal reward
Surely, I’m perfected by Your working Word’s regard.

July 20, 2022
Form: Rhyme

The Rise of the Consultants

Was it someone's cunning plan,
To persuade talent to leave Government agencies,
And councils by the score,
For better money and conditions,
So the one who thought up the plan,
Could have money for Jam,
As by leaving those not fit to make jam behind, 
It was obvious talent would be called back to consult.

Or perhaps those who held the purse strings in,
Both Government and council circles did not know,
How to sort the wheat from the chaff, 
And price the talent accordingly.

Either way,
Planned or unplanned, consultants are on the rise,
Along with the cost of getting the job done,
And money for jam for those who employ the consultants.

The questions that are on more than just my lips, are:
Now that talent is paid to consult,
Is that talent as impartial as it was before,
When they were working for the good of all?
And is some talent just cherry picking off the web,
Whenever they are called to consult?
Or do they really bring jam to the table,
That is better quality than you or I can produce.

The answers could well determine what action if any can be taken,
To see that more than just a few have money for Jam,
At a price that won't break the banks,
Or the jam itself may be only available to zillionaires.
Form: Burlesque

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