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My heart, my soul, you’ve turned my life to gold
A life that was once dull and cold
You’ve taken that life to new worlds unknown
With the true love you’ve shown, you turned a boy into a man
I hope you understand, that you’ve helped me to grow
Because of you my life has a new flow
You’ve taken me on un-traveled paths through this timeless earth
Living life with you has caused my re-birth
For there is no woman alive that can equal your great spirit
My heart once empty, now you’ve filled it
Now that I’ve sealed it, in the depths of my soul
I’m ready to receive your great love untold
Ready to unfold, the mysteries in store
Waiting for the day my mind can explore
The regions of your body and mind
Waiting on the time, our bodies become one
A time to reminisce our past to the setting of the sun
No, this is not the end, my life’s just begun
As for the matter at hand, live without love, something I just can’t do
For there will never be a time that I stop loving you
Third Row, Second Seat
The empty chair at church has a name.
It changes from time to time,
but remains somewhat if not always,
the same.
My friend "May" and I...
we talked about the lost ones.
Then we traded numbers and addresses.
In case, we too are gone,
too long.
It is not a report or calling,
but a noticed fact.
The chair, we stare,
and compare...
dates,
when we last saw our friend?
The last time we spoke,
friendly words about nothing.
Hugged and prayed together...
with God.
Is she sick or moved?
Is she in trouble?
There is no way to know.
So now,
we sew together,
the loose seams of our net
to save each other,
and be ready to catch,
any that might fall...
any that may find
the map has been misplaced,
the bread crumbs have been eaten,
and the wind has grown still.
YOU ARE SETTING SAIL AT SEA WITH A SPIRIT FINE PURE AND FREE
GOING TO THAT PLACE IN THE SUN WHERE THE TREES ARE MADE
OF LINEN TO THE TOUCH AND THE AIR IS SCENTED WITH LEMONS
ON AN ISLAND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ADRIAN SEA. (B)
PARKING YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE LULL OF THE BEAUTIFUL OCEAN
YOU BEGIN TO THINK ABOUT YOUR LIFE AND ALL THAT IT MEANS .
ARRIVING TO THIS POINT YOU REALIZE IT HAS BEEN A PURPOSE FILLED
LIFE. NOW YOU ARE READY TO GIVE SERENDIPITY A CHANCE (B)
YOU GLIDE IN YOUR BOAT AT A SPEED THAT IS COMFORTABLE TO YOU
THEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LIFT YOUR FACE TO THE WIND AND
FEEL THE CARESS OF CHERUB WINGS AS THEY FLUSH YOUR CHEEK(B)
THE SKY HAS TURNED TO A LOVELY SHADE OF NAVY BLUE AND THE
STARS LOOK LIKE THEY ARE STRUNG BY SILVER CHORDS .
THEY GLITTER AS THEY ROCK SIDE TO SIDE WITH HEAVENLY ACCORD(B)
IT IS A WARM OCTOBER DAY AND THE SUMMER HAS YET TO RELEASE
HER HOLD. HE FEEL WARM, HAPPY, AND CONTENT IT THIS LITTLE COZY
HABITAT. (B)
Wherever I come
At home
Or outdoors
No shore nor apple
No cloud nor maple
Only boundaries to appall
The inexorable wall
Neither dream nor dance
You are allowed
Lance upon the wall
Stops you from being a sky
Where you can fly
The wall stands to deny
The world and the life
As threatening as a knife
If you dare to defy
And ask why
No reason no season
Just the dispensation
Not toward the ocean
No dancing a waltz
Submit to the walls
Can any one live
Like a free river
Singing swaying sweetening
Swelling shining shimmering
Filling and unfilling
In a democracy?
No, innumerable walls
Ready to befall
A city Labrador
Seeking an ice harbour
A slice of freedom
Some moments handsome
No leeway
Everyday is installed
Walled blockades
Of varied kind
In front and behind
Take it easy
We have to live
In a walled ecstasy
Wall and wall everywhere
Baked black despair
No room to breathe
Pollution free air
Your breathless hair
In the uneasy chair
__________________________
22/10/2016
You mock me again
as fevered wrist begins to pulse
from the hinges... barbed vignettes glide,
while swoosh of rain 's ink
bathes upon the sill's lattice...
I reach for its nectar ,
this breath sipping the language of words
yearning to be born :
From my window,
a gush filters through hooks
... muddying my quill on shingles
your verses bouncing around, round
to tumble into drafts of musings
searching for silence In chaos--
for moist within my drying cave ;
and from this irreverent place,
I allow the grace of muse's charm
to open my soul's voice like an outpour
of virginal dew...
a promise to cruise into your unknown trails,
this papyrus enticed, lines mocking me again :
Somehow, late dusk arrives with tinge of lamplight
bringing a thrill along my fingers ,
sensualidad grating , yes...rising like so,
ready to greet the ache, the tremble,
the ravaged beginnings
of pain's melody... half-desecrated, half-wise.
The Eye Of The Storm
verse 1.
When storm clouds form;
I will stand I won't run;
Clouds cover me;
I shall break free;
For the price has already been paid;
I have all ready be remade, born again...
verse 2.
When those dark spaces surround me;
God is the light and He brightens me;
All the joy from Jesus is mine to release it;
And when the Father calls;
I shall stand tall;
The victory is ours, ours....
Chorus
Satan you've been already warned...
I am going through, going though
I'm going trough the eye of the storm;
The Son shines always, The Son is mine to claim;
I am going through, going though
No matter what mankind or Satan wants to do;
My light gonna shine, God's light is mine;
And in Him there's no darkness
verse 3.
When the politics and those hypocrites put you down;
There's no power on earth, nor no man who can judge you now;
Just focus on your inter light, let it shine, let it out;
God will lead you through it, He will see to it;
Chorus
Satan you've been already warned...
I am going through, going though
I'm going trough the eye of the storm;
The Son shines always, The Son is mine to claim;
I am going through, going though
No matter what mankind or Satan wants to do;
My light gonna shine, God's light is mine;
And in Him there's no darkness
You've been already warned...
I am going through, going though
I'm going trough the eye of the storm;
12/22/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
from anthology "Strong Faith
Whether regular or occasional,
on daily basis or ceremonial
throughout world, random uses of socks:
Every one owns abundant stock,
subject to fashion
or climatic condition.
But it's a real mystery
revealed by history :
Very often one from a pair
is ready to disappear.
Wore socks in last Winter Season.
Next year inevitably without any reason,
at least two from separate pair
turn desperate and do not care,
but sure to flee,
feeling free .
Those are not made for each other.
I don't mind, rather I do not bother.
If one from a particular pair, I am to lose,
another lone one from different pair, I will choose
to wear.
I swear.
"What does it take to lose a man?" I asked to no avail
flat chested me in answer to, "Don't put yourself for sale"
the surgeon did the breasts, the testicles went west
in retrospect I wasn't ready yet, to tell the world "I am"
And so I danced all night in poling fashion sleek
beneath the neon lights a feminine mystique
but when the lights went out at night
I barely won the fight ...
Oh how I wish I had the balls to tell them who I am
they call me Sexy Dolly, yet I fought for Uncle Sam
my mind said, "you are out of range "
and so my voice went strange
"why don't I have the balls,
to tell them who I truly am? "
The End.
08/13/2018
For by the grass her way is paved,
And by the wind's breeze her heart sings.
With company is boredom, for her it means,
And solitude is pleasure to her it brings
Not even in the darkness of the night
Her soul needs someone to shed some light
For the twinkle of the stars is more than enough
To get along with a gloom so tough
Such soul wants to rest alone
With no one, but the trees beside her grave;
Where many fledglings have grown,
Ready to be solitary, but brave.
And as she waves to her neighborhood,
Butterflies, the leaves and the birds wave back.
There is no way for such soul to brood
For being alone is her happiest luck.
I know it's been awhile now
since I walked out the door
I wasn't ready for what you had in mind
you wanted so much more
I was too young, and I didn't know who I was
But now that I'm older and much wiser
I wanna get lost in your embrace, and get lost
in your eyes. Oh baby I wanna lose my
self in you
As I look down memory lane
although you were very young
you knew what you wanted but
I was so terrified, so terrified
But now that I'm older and lil wiser
I wanna get lost in your embrace
And I wanna get lost your eyes
I just wanna lose myself in you
If you still love me can I come back home?
I'm no longer scared, and I'm so in love with you,
I didn't know that at the time
I just had to grow up to realize..
I wanna get lost in your embrace
I wanna get lost in your eyes
I just wanna loose myself in you.. ..
Alexis Y.
7-5-16