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My mind as for consciousness;
Mind heart joyous confidence;
My heart joyous confidence;
Minds preference being variant;
Mystic muddle moods
Orientations being divergent;
Bodies soul wash in detergent;
Disputed conflict will be maybe;
Impending impingement honesty;
Mystic muddle moods congruity moments;
Conscience alignment conjunction rimes in;
Mind heart joyous confidence;
Mystic muddle moods
My mind as for consciousness;
Alas, I let my mind not my heart rule my heart?
Imparting, what
Mystic muddle moods
6/23/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Written: December 28, 2023
Beneath the shades
of velvet shadows
swarms of amber
luminance of daylight
and elusive flits
of faerie embers.
Veiled in jeweled which
rhymed with
Calyx elixir tints
of moonlit hues,
wings of light fractals
of burnished baubles.
Serendipitous breeze
scribbling rimes
of a runic serenade
in glints of jades
and emeralds.
wisps of wood smoke
soft mists of
Myrrh and Frankincense
fragrance of
Amyris and Bergamot.
Life has been beckoned.
by the sun messenger.
In that aurifying light,
crisscrossing balmily
and all at once.
With your shifting cloak,
snail
silver tree,
life is futile
& vain as smoke.
with your beshrews roads
case of curiosity
devoted to
the art of taxidermy,
decorative, restorative
and anthropomorphic.
A canorous dream,
capacious
mellifluous
Hurry past me!
Cars are the wind on the streets
semi-truck wheels shriek thunder,
rain shatters against stone and brick walls
on dusty roads, oak trees fence with twigs—
wushu wooden clatters.
Dreadful arrays of dryads
azure and amethyst gossamer haze,
sleek, silken strikes gist an opera of wisteria,
as they sway to silver breeze's sibilant rustles.
They chant lullabies in lyrical lilts of hued iridescence,
of hearth and opals back to my scarlet nest.
Angelus silver trills, the sylphic sways of pure rays,
Coral rosary—incense strands of aurulent rimes
hum, endless hymns echo as choral evensong
alleluias softly peal out—doves with wet eyes
that drift upward on whispery—ethereal wings.
Ocean's plea emerges from apothic abyss,
a voice conveys the core of faxed shores and stars,
with earth and wind in a solemn tone.
A cosmic biography—in loud squeals and sighs
sea vernacular hinges on nature's lasting awe.
Breath goes to fog—snow melts into puddles—rain returns,
a china-white grave—encases the deceased deer,
before thawing in the morning—icy skin lies frozen.
An eerie distance holds my hand in a purifying blizzard.
There is a FRAUD and a THIEF
Apparently from Nigeria
Who plagiarizes all day long
He steals poetry for pleasure
And post on internet
Under his own name
His favorite source is
POETRYSOUP.COM
And who could blame him
We are the best cauldron
Of international poets
On the planet.
He goes by the name of ETTAH AUSTINE
And has no integrity, in his profile says:
"As a writer & a creator,
I'm giving you my experiences.
But just take what I give you.
You ain't got to pry beyond that."
The audacity… he’s basically admitting
That he’s stealing and not to ask questions !
ETTAH AUSTINE is a disgrace to POWER POETRY
He even has the gall to post a Leanne Rimes song!!!
They say the greatest form of flattery is theft of a poem
Or is it that the lowest shameless form
Of an excuse for a human being is a thief
We say get this ETTAH AUSTINE off the internet
If you resent having your poetry stolen
They’d love to hear it at
[email protected]
COLLABORATION FROM POETRYSOUP.COM POETS
I am a poet
I sprinkle hearts
With verses, flowers
Rhymes and kisses
In front of this mute
Beauty
Which moves away
And that I ogle
Oh! Woman
Madam
God has opened up the Heaven
To meet and greet us
Two chalices of honey
Are near the oasis
You and I are going for a swim
In the middle of summer
And afterwards, on the beautiful pavement
We will go for a walk
What an evening of beauty
Of love, of peace
Of joy and gaiety
In front of the bay!
Copyright © October 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
Je Suis Un Poète
Je suis un poète
J’arrose les cœurs
De vers, de fleurs
De rimes et de baisers
En face de cette beauté
Muette
Qui s’éloigne
Et que je lorgne
Oh ! Femme
Madame
Dieu a ouvert le ciel
Pour nous recevoir
Deux calices de miel
Sont près du réservoir
Toi et moi nous allons baigner
En pleine saison de l’été
Et après, sur le beau pavé
Nous irons nous promener
Quelle soirée de beauté
D’amour, de paix
De joie et de gaîté
En face de la baie !
Copyright © Octobre 2024, Hébert Logerie, Tous droits réservés.
Hébert Logerie est l’auteur de nombreux recueils de poésie.
Soy Un Poeta
Soy un poeta
Salpico corazones
De versos, de flores
De rimas y de besos
Frente a esta muda
Belleza
Que se aleja
Y que yo miro con los ojos
¡Oh! Mujer
Señora
Dios ha abierto el cielo
Para encontrarnos y saludarnos
Dos cálices de miel
Están cerca del oasis
Tú y yo vamos a nadar
En pleno verano
Y después, sobre la hermosa acera
Daremos un paseo
iQué tarde de belleza
De amor, de paz
De alegría y de júbilo
Frente a la bahía!
Copyright © Octubre 2024, Hébert Logerie, Todos los derechos reservados.
Hébert Logerie es autor de numerosos poemarios.
“Is this God’s experiment/ in which we have no say/ in which we’re given paradise/ But only for a day”
Lyrics from “Written in the Stars” sung by Elton John and LeAnne Rimes
Three days it was of flirting -
my anticipation growing -
as each time that I saw him,
I felt my spirit glowing
and my entire being
with longing overflowing.
Chorus:
Written in the stars
It was written in the stars
that I’d meet him
and he’d meet me,
but wicked destiny
saw to it that only short and sweet
our paradise would be.
Before he even asked me out,
three long wasted nights went by.
I yearned and yearned for each return
when his sweet brown eyes I’d spy
at the shop wherein I worked.
Brief were our chats…. And then goodbye.
Was he simply gathering nerve?
On day three he set a date;
for the fourth day we’d go out.
I surely didn’t hesitate.
Eagerly that next whole day,
I had to wait and wait and wait.
Chorus (repeat)
First on our date, we went to eat.
Like Cinderella I was feeling.
We drove around a while
while my heart was reeling.
There was not one kiss from me
he needed to be stealing!
Time quickly passed as we made out
in his car on my own street.
His gaze and his caresses
and kisses honey-sweet
were so divine they blew my mind.
But time was oh so fleet.
Chorus (repeat)
Next day he dropped me at my school
and told me thereupon
to Quebec, where he was from,
he was going. . . going . . . gone.
He called a bit and sent some cards,
but our romance did not go on.
Chorus:
Written in the stars
It was written in the stars
that I’d meet him
and he’d meet me,
but wicked destiny
saw to it that only short and sweet
our paradise would be.
the peenits
long
long peewee
i go peepee
from ma weewee
///////////////////
dear Frank Michael,
it's me (golden freddy reference)
Freddy Mitch.
I make poems n' shi,
but i seem to have lost the sauce
the special sauce
i spilet it on the carpet
stain
the stains cover the floor.
i feel rong.
not Freddy, but Frank.
me was funne. but no mor
me wez genus peomist
but now me iz dumdum.
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no mar rymes
no da times
herb on floor, thymes
hiker on moutnain climbs
lot ov rimes.
me funneh, me think
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child abuse tags.
Form:
I may not live long enough
But I'll try
All I've penned and will do
Will serve me bye and bye
As I traipse through time
Pass friends and shadows
Stopping to scribe about
Freaks and fallows
Remembering remembrances
Lilting moments, spinning dances
Finding bits along the way
Watching dreams go affray
Flitting left, then to right
Spotting hopes to see the light
Telling tales, reaching high
Every word, reason why
And not loving much of it
A misty pantheon
Legions of plodding poets
Murmuring their worn rimes
Looking down, not waking up
Yet wishing to be heard
Just one good word
Maybe the fate of us all
All my days have come to this
All my poems have made it so
One utterance the result of all
All I've thought
All I've wrote
Barely standing, here alone
At the end with my
One poem.
Casted wrong feeling
Yesterday was much better
Today cries for warm healing
For morrow not to be a debtor
Or else, the whole isn't appealing
I never got such a dude in line
Happy moment has been fraudulent
Temporal is long vacation at the shrine
Sad moment is no difference cum design
To back up resumption of peace so violent
Let us pretend we never met
May be(if not fine) we can get along
Let us pretend we are poets cum duet
May be(probably never) see each other so wrong
In act of actualizing deeds without regret
Not for anyone, you wouldn't wanna fall
I don't think( in any instance) that would ever work
But you wish to feel among the way we ball
You can only over time develop more a quirk
Thinking you were there but growth thou forestall
Don't love them anymore with thy heart
How can you be home dieing and crying
For long, you've done well been so smart
Don't leave until you changed love not complying
Check, don't live on with that spell; kindly restart
It is better than sending live out to hell
Where yelling continuously compounds
In pains of groan without possibility to be expell
Except it becomes adamant as it abounds
Putting a stop to all seeds planted of earthly spell
A year ago
You were you
Suddenly let go
Fast of you so true
Into a raging bullying ego
Good luck is the wish of these times
Prayer has been on lips everyday long
Before it gets weary, been bordered sometimes
Makes it hard to learn the best song
To sing during praise and worship indoor of rimes
While kneeling unto God Whom you adore
You should also learn the level of maturity
Alongside the peace of neighbors and strangers to restore
The height of reasoning and conversing cum obscurity
Before its end sweep thy name and memories offshore
© Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá
® 2022
On the rounded shells,
Under the arches of the stars,
On the children’s toys,
I’m looking for it,
On the deserts crossed,
On the waves without fear,
In the smiling gardens,
I’m looking for it,
In the shared silences,
Under the dancing flags,
In the dreams of birds,
I’m looking for it,
In the villages and their bell towers,
On the caresses of the hills,
In rhymes and emeralds,
I’m looking for it,
( to be continued)
Sur les coquillages arrondis,
Sous les arcs des étoiles,
Sur les jouets des enfants,
Je le cherche,
Sur les déserts traversés,
Sur les vagues sans peur,
Dans les jardins souriants,
Je le cherche,
Dans les silences partagés,
Sous les drapeaux dansants,
Dans les rêves des oiseaux,
Je le cherche,
Dans les villages et leurs clochers,
Sur les caresses des coteaux,
Dans les rimes et les émeraudes,
Je le cherche,
( à suivre)