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What is the audience of one?
Am I one of them?
For the glory and the honor
For The Father’s praises
Hallelujah
For the applause or awe of man,
Can’t stand but, for an audience of the One, who sees it all.
Holy, Holy, Holy is Our God
And no one, on one can deny
True for those listening
And true for us today. The issue is not whether giving
to the poor, prayer, and fasting are good to do,
but rather, how the good things we do for the Lord
should be gone about.
Done in the Righteousness of God for His glory
is the audience of one?
Am I one of them?
For the glory and the honor
For The Father’s praises
Hallelujah
For the applause or awe of man,
Can’t stand but, for an audience of the One, who sees it all.
Holy, Holy, Holy is Our God
Hallelujah
For the applause or awe of man,
Can’t stand but, for an audience of the One, who sees it all.
Holy, Holy, Holy is Our God
In all things give praise and praises to the ALMIGHTY
4/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Referencing: Matthew 6:1-18
• 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
"A heartfelt prayer
of repentance and gratitude.
Forgiveness sought;
Divine mercy Your Truth;
Past, present, future tense,
God's righteousness"
Father's Humility all He's done for us
"We'rs acknowledge God's forgiveness
Release burdens
Embrace redemption
"Dear Heavenly Father,
I confess my wrongdoings.
Thank You for forgiving me.
Cleanse and renew my heart.
May Your love guide me forward.
Amen."
May God's forgiveness and peace envelop us
"¢er>Father for the evil, I've done.
Past, present, futures-tense.
O' Gracious Righteous Father
You solely solemnly already
Thou! Has before time solidly.
Already .....forgiven me"
11/7/24
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
Scripture Referencing
1 John 1:9: "Confess and be forgiven."
- Psalm 51:1-2: "Have mercy, blot out transgressions."
- Romans 3:24-25: "Justified freely by His grace."
Non-bachelor (batch chiller)
"FAKE" horror thriller
available Netflix starring
ghost of Phyllis Diller
stand up comedienne killer
brought down haunted house
witch sea hunt accompanied
theme song referencing Argonaut tiller
Greenwich Village location Barney Miller
lite precinct brewed fare of corpse
unearthed dead comedy duo Meara and Stiller
with surreal stalking candy corn canes
as bon appétit gnashing
gobbledygook filler.
Ice scream aghast with
blood curdling shriek,
the dearth of satisfactory
FIOS shows bleak
readying jump into polluted creek
thus, I bury alive yours truly
except his sharp pointed beak
exhuming him after rotted
flesh doth reek
perfectly tricked out
for Halloween treat
masks long haired
pencil necked geek
October thirty first when freak
alias Gadshill gadabout
poetaster doth sneak
feigning antonym anthem of meek
oh my dog, I lyft hind
uber leg to take leak
hoop fully haint nobody dares peak
urinate kidding ma bladder weak.
I long since waved
channel surfing adieu
much prefer silence
meditating under blue
skies peering into
infinite space nary a clue
intellectual conversation many disvalue
perched edge of seat and hunched over
how riveting story doth ensue
ah... time for commercial break
culinary wizard abracadabra
whips up fondue
easy as pie (are squared)
with consistency of glue
methinks Elmer stole patent,
cuz secret formula Hebrew
what with identical hue
as aforementioned adhesive liquid
doubling up to keep igloo
air tight even against
global warming, anyway would Jew...
aye betcha already knew
yes believe Yahweh endowed Semites
like me with high ike kue
of course after dumping
a load (reed) I feel sue
per ream intelligence dumbed down
(mine), especially after using loo
naturally decrease smarts
stings like poisonous
scorpion size of Eee moue,
which aforementioned papa's
poetic poppycock nonissue
saturating plethora home entertainment
most people overvalue
linkedin - shoot all stemming from
"idiot box" I rarely view.
"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet.
MIRROR, MIRROR
I was in a room,
there, I saw a mirror,
and then I saw him,
I told him to get out,
and he did,
and he took the mirror,
and I was no more.
--The End--
I'm unlike some writers who find the trash bin handy.
I backspace, or I extract the intended, that is, Mirror, Mirror, cut-n-paste, leaving in its wake, helter-skelter.
Other writers toss their helters, better known as frustrations.
I keep mine, clueless as to what hornet nest or lotto numbers, whereto, I don't play.
There was an online newspaper story just after I posted Part VI.
'Twas too late for an inclusive entry, and I felt that I'd be privy to the marred and shame attributed to the news media in whatever be its venue, re: sensationalism.
Howbeit, not for its uproar it bears mentioning similarities that, Mirror loop of four with Isle gone vs the newbie loop of 800 years nigh U.S. cities of their sleeping volcanoes--our volcano not active on top, but below--constantly Hellish.
As I said, the intervening factor is probably just that.
I'm back home now, staff said there was a passing tropical storm, a couple of days ago, that's it.
The upcoming cash contest should be out by Tuesday the 3rd. Hopefully, the next cash contest will start on the same day.
Apostle Matthew encountered...
artist, dragon and gangster extraordinaire
Here at 2 Highland Manor Drive
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.
Actually all three people
linkedin to each other courtesy
Dissociative Identity Disorder
(Multiple Personality Disorder).
Wiccan up to mystical alien way
I raptly listened as she didst soothsay
scanned -- din heavy yen reference
about paganistic folkloric history
regarding Sweden and Oslo (also) Norway.
The missus dubbed
aforementioned young gal "curvy girl,"
a zaftig smart young woman
super talented self taught herself
to draw, sketch, and paint.
Only unmarried millennial men need apply,
perhaps someone who hails from buckeye
state - ideally above average
humorous gallivanting fellow
plus somewhat meshuggeneh cockeye
Louie garden variety
wealthy eccentric recluse
who doth blatantly defy
establishmentarian paradigm
you rarely espy,
cause he stays sequestered
about dozen doors down
from (femme fatale) ha
said alluded to chick named
three faces of Jen Fry
easy on the eyes
courtesy me, a generic guy,
who experienced amicable chat
referencing aforementioned lass
the first encounter with her
found yours truly saying "hi"
devoid of ulterior motives
only casual acquaintanceship did I imply
cuz even if this former bachelor
(got married twenty fifth of July
nineteen hundred and ninety six)
hypothetically decoupled,
cuz the age difference between us
quite substantial qua aging baby boomer
born two years after Bridge
over the River Kwai
filmed - then rocked to sleep
courtesy Brahms lullaby
if fain to sire offspring with lass
(young enough to be my daughter)
kiddos would witness their papa to mummify
Our friendly communication
peppered with structures of silence
coasted along with zest
and dialed up quite lathered dialogue
betwixt us I do attest
mutual comfort level quickly established
between yours truly
and said attractive beefy babe,
who possessed killer thunder thighs
shaking the entire firmament.
Surely I am He
I am of the son ship
I AM King
It is God’s privilege to conceal things
And the king’s privilege to discover them
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
If I remove as a man, the impurities from gold and silver
If I remove the wicked from the kings court
O’ God Oh, how I await
As I sit at the table
It surely is a privilege to discover those things
The conceal things, you’ve brought you bring
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
Timely advice is lovely,
Like golden apples in a silver basket.
To one who listens, valid criticism?
Is like a gold earring or other gold jewelry
Trustworthy messengers refresh like snow in summer
In you I remove as a man, the impurities from gold and silver
In you I remove the wicked from the king’s court
O’ God Oh, how I await
As I sit at the table so shall I be strengthen as we eaten
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
If your enemies are hungry, give them food to eat.
If they are thirsty, give them water to drink.
You will heap burning coals of shame on their heads,
And the LORD will reward you
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
Putting confidence in an unreliable person in times of trouble, Hallelujah
Is like chewing with a broken tooth or walking on a lame foot
Singing cheerful songs to a person with a heavy heart
Is like taking someone’s coat in cold weather
Or pouring vinegar in a wound
Timely advice is lovely,
Like golden apples in a silver basket.
To one who listens, valid criticism?
Is like a gold earring or other gold jewelry
Trustworthy messengers refresh like snow in summer
It is God’s privilege to conceal things
And the king’s privilege to discover them
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
Surely I am He
I am of the son ship
I AM King
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
12/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Referencing Proverbs 25
Monet's Impression, Sunrise
First impressions leave memories
that can linger for a very long time
and give a sense of peace and understanding
that rewards the solitude of the mind
with satisfaction in contemplative reflection.
This may be deceiving and can mislead one to believe
that which is right may, in fact, be wrong.
Graciously accept the artist’s shared perception
that there is no ambiguity, only a warning
of the impending storm threatening prevalent reasoning.
The ascending sun, with its reflection on the water,
highlights a sense of direction as the rowers row
across the harbour at the break of morn.
Past cranes and derricks and ships at anchor
beneath a smoke-blurred fiery sky, accented
by pastel shades of blue to create the sombre mood
that expresses Monet’s "Impression, Sunrise" painting
and shares with the onlookers his representation
of nature from an Impressionist’s point of view
in the Industrial Age, heralding in the revolution.
That begs the question, “Where are they going,
and why blood orange?” (Oh, but I’ve seen that colour before.)
Day-to-day inquiries are asked of one another and strangers.
Monet incorporates an art form using oils on canvas,
forcing the audience to observe with curiosity,
thus presenting a sliver of time of life’s tranquillity at sea.
This provocation of thought chinks the consciousness
of seasoned connoisseurs who see change as frightening
and challenges their manipulation of artistic output
(to act like mechanical agents thwarting creativity).
“Will they reach their destination? Will it be as they hoped for?”
Hurry! Though calm, the waters will soon froth in labour.
***
Note:
“Monet’s Impression, Sunrise” is an ekphrastic poem referencing the painting “Impression, Sunrise” (1872) by Claude Monet (1840–1926).
Buzzfeeding sustenance (eating/drinking) beyond point of satiation
Bloated swollen cheeks
analogous to first Chinese Brother,
who swallowed the sea,
now non sequitur
off beaten track i.e.
less apropos re: guarding
par for race course as if
ace driver won Grand Prix
latter referencing international
horse race for three-year-olds,
founded in eighteen sixty three
931 + 932 = above number
satisfying ghost of Fibonacci.
Original idea predicated whereby
all Americans heartily feast
(stuff themselves to the gills)
salivating cornucopia dime
a dozen lonely people
bemoaning holiday re:
traditional Thanksgiving time,
celebrating joie de vivre chime
wine glasses clink full house,
where ushers pantomime
proffer gobbledygook and
motion rapidly hungry guests
toward smorgasboard prime
tables for gluttonous
to commit punishing crime.
Tentative arrangement made,
whereby oldest sister, and husband,
(who live a jaunt away from Maple Shade
more precisely Woodbury New Jersey)
would swing by Schwenksville
comprising one car motorcade,
thence to shuttle 31.5 miles southeast
our mutual (of Omaha) friend,
I met when counted orbitz
during late 30/early thirtieth decade.
Offer to drive out of their way
presented, since our 2009
Hyundai Sonata did betray
accountability, dependability...
reliability oy vey
woolworth no more than
couple/few Benjamins
yet real challenge constitutes
yours truly, née
theme underlying mein
kampf pennilessness pray
I did (despite being orthodox
atheist) to no avail
relying upon social security
regarding disability (mine) Mayday
forthrightly, feebly, faintly...
calling before men
donned with white coats
came to take me away
to the happy home with trees
and flowers and chirping birds
and basket weavers who sit,
smile, twiddle their thumbs and toes.
Communication break down
compromised eating humble pie
regarding this ole man
upended above mentioned plan
whereby attending
hosted by: Gail la Dorfman
afforded rubber express
thus with Forrest Gump I ran
all the way across
Ocean thru to Japan.
New Day Dawn
The sun has risen the night has flown. All but yet we acknowledge are in action are sometimes in a state of being
Stagnated I myself lack of growth was receding and development lingering procrastination of my goals. Flowing slownessly aimlessly stuck. In of not doing anything. Now He's my Father everything changed my mindset. To make things happen instead of waiting and non-reacting. All while awaiting the nudging of the higher call. I must proceed Within Me I stick I stuck myself allowing God to get me moving. I said I stand I walk now I'm walking in a new mindset I'm active and my development. Yet out of inactiveness now I'm moving toward my inside out if I am not careful I can become stagnant Spiritually but I'm delivered not to be unalert in what God is doing around me. Uncertainty avoidance fear of making mistakes indecisiveness I draw on His love His power within the strong tower. I am actively not being inactive I'm walking, walking in Him further now
I must...
~Do not conform to the patterns of this world, to be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is His good pleasing and perfect will
~He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Jesus Christ
~The way of the lazy man is like a hedge of thorns, but the way of the upright is a Highway
Before the future even now tween heaven while now here on terrent earth. I want to be on His Holy Highway traveling on
The Bible the gospel, Leads us to Jesus
I'm walking unto Him
Jesus paid the price for me, now I am free
11/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©
Referencing
Romans 12:2
Philippians 1:6
Proverbs 15:19