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I was standing alone
Just above to the side of the grave where she lay
Thinking thought so no mercy abundance
Children we raised
It was a glimmer of hope
That all our memories that I have of you of her would not fade
Away
Oh how I miss
Miss I the statue of her height
Ooh, oh I miss I the look in her eyes
Oh how I miss I her plump lips
Miss I all that I miss
I so miss her conscience
Oh how I miss I this circumference of her chest
Oh how I miss I the beauty of her bliss
Oh how I miss I the texture of her touch
Oh I miss I the beauty of her heart
Oh I miss I to touch of her skin
Oh I miss I the first time we began
Oh I miss I to stare they those brown eyes glance
Miss I of the first meeting by chance
Awe and wonders I the 35 years of knowing,
of acquaintance of courtship of marriage this I do miss
Missing I these those subtle disagreements
To array the slimmer of fights verbal disagreements
To later reconciliating in the spooning cuddling
In the nights miss that I missing I the spoken word
Shutter I miss the aromatic smell of your heart surge
O how I miss I that the way you write you're cursing writing text
Beyond this and that I miss the sound of your voice
as I stand here alive above the grave site
Down below the grasses the dirt the turf 6 ft away below
In a casket it's just your remains but alas it's not true
Inside this coffin not you you're not here/there
Forever darling you're beautiful soul is in heaven, forevermore away
O' and yes got took His daughter back home, won't lie still it hurts, you see I am a man who TRULY LOVED BEING GODLY MARRIED...
DEDICATED TO MY WIFE CARMEN LEE BROWN LEE
SUNRISE1954---SUNSET 2018
WRITTEN BY JAMES EDWARD LEE SR © 2021
3/27/21
First, they sent the dogs
And it became a dog’s toilet,
So, we moved to more remote areas.
Then they burnt the restaurant
So, we carried our own water and fruit
To the fringes of the liveable sands.
So as not to dry out like desert dates
We became slimmer and saved money.
Then they closed the parking lot
So, we walked miles on foot
We got fitter and saw more of nature.
What we saw became more beautiful
With each countering passage
For those of us who persevered.
Now there is hardly a soul left,
But those who are, are strong and fit.
Dune flowers are blooming again
Without the constant threat of trampling feet
And everywhere you can hear the rhythm of the sea,
White waves breaking and reforming refrains
Without the cries and shrieks of spoiled children
Or the barking of undisciplined domestic beasts.
We felt how beautiful everything is
Sub-human, man absent from God’s creation.
And even his attempts of countering and ruin
Were turned into creative and regenerative forces
Within us now greater love’s awareness courses.
The first time that cold sharp metal blade slid across your skin while you were lying on the bathroom floor was the first moment you realised you were as mentally deluded as you thought you were
The blood that dripped down your leg gave you a sense of comfort and warmth that was unmatched
Opening up your skin was easier then letting someone inside ur heart, creating scars that will never heal made u feel alive making your heart pumping with adrenaline
The first time you compared urself to the skinnier slimmer prettier girls made you self conscious, every time you passed a mirror you saw more flaws in yourself, more pieces of yourself u could depict and compare
The crippling feeling that you are insufferable creeps up into ur mind taking control of it like a puppeteer and you are the puppet
The first time you realised you were a mistake, a disappointment a failure made you seek that blade again and again and again until you layed in a pool of your blood lying on the freezing bathroom floor, the same place you sat the first night you dragged the cold sharp metal blade on your skin.
The blade whispered to you like an old friend, it was an unbreakable habit, you were so helpless laying on that bathroom floor that first time not knowing it would lead to this.
The carpet
I was bored of TV sat looking at the carpet
wondering if it was an Indian rug or banish the thought
even a Persian’s the carpet was old but had style
an inner dignity a type of rug you can’t buy in a Chinese
shops that came to town and upset the local shops.
I bought a pair of shoes at a Chinese’s the footwear
wasn’t any good made me look short and fat, which
I’m but with built up heels I feel slimmer.
Feeling good is important makes a patient person
and we can be patient towards self-hater as the say
in Israel. Funny thing words when watching a crime
series on the TV, the hero spoke of “evildoers” this
sounded so idiotic I switch over to a news channel.
Back to the carpet it was called rayola I think, (not
sure of the spelling,) and made in Portugal.
My strange tears.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
Gather the sun's spears.
Be careful not to step on the thistles of fear.
Plaits are used to create the form.
To achieve a slimmer epitome.
You and I are friends.
Envy is what comes after us.
At the close of the twilight.
Because of Noah flood.
My strange tears.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
My strange tears.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
Start to contrive our departure.
A sea is teeming with adversity.
With the wrench, assemble the notes.
From every flute.
Place it in the abyss of your soul's disgust.
There is a period at the cease of each event.
Amass a set of love outfits.
Enable us to escape the dangerous ghetto cities.
It's around the awful roads.
The virus wind had found a haven there.
My strange tears.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
Feel my heartbeat in your ears.
The condition had left him immobile.
He won't be able to catch any of the mists.
That is not a picture of the sky.
It hasn't claimed the land as its property.
My strange tears.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
That's my propensity, and that's my flaw.
Ease up my mangled rib.
Stay aware of the words that come to mind.
Retain a checklist of it in your head.
For those who desire for it, as well as for you.
Attain a note of it by calling for a gathering.
Furthermore, regardless.
I entice her with the rhyme of my aged stuff.
I yell out my hazy promise.
It sang of druid snitching schemes.
From the eyelids of the sea.
With some salt, I can grasp the meanings.
I find the secret to her.
To quench a nostalgic thirst.
Besides, when there is a smidgeon of envy.
Detachment can yell.
The absolute first seashore.
That is where you can ensure it as love is broadened.
On the last islands of the meeting.
Love is also waiting to pass me.
Dream wine has enticed me.
The many shades of my eternal passion.
I'm an awful fan of the mountains.
My never-ending goal sparkles brightly in flames.
My strange tears, thank you.
The genie's eyes, oh genie's eyes.
What you Like
I’m not dying to die, but like being slimmer,
be free of this overweight body, this harness of humanity.
It was not always I was young once.
In a way simmered down at middle age, suitable they said
balderdash, I wanted a daughter but didn’t find a woman
fitting the bill, they were too stupid, I wanted my child
to be a genius.
I met a female doctor once we had too much to drink
she refused to be a mother of my child.
Suddenly I was old had no future, no higher grade.
From the old people’s home, they came bathed me
changed wet sheets and said it was ok.
They gave me food I didn’t like flushed it down the loo
and drove to my restaurant, there they know what I like
and treat me like a man.
#1
That's a tall girl,
lean and tan,
pretty as a picture.
#2
This kid's short,
pale but chubby,
and yes, pretty in her hazel eyes.
#3
This girl, with curly hair,
fair, pretty, lean.
Not very tall, not very small.
#4
This shy girl,
with milk coffee skin
and bright black eyes.
#5
This girl, with a moon of a face,
long chinese eyes,
smile lighting her face.
#6
Twin of #5,
looking nothing like her sister,
Darker, slimmer, and hyperactive at times.
#7
this tall girl,
thin hair in two tight plaits,
tries her best to play the clown.
#8
Enter her, small in size,
nerdy looks overpowering:
making her pretty smiles smart.
And except herself, without a reason,
bother about the figure of #8.
Are they jealous of her:
being 15, but too small for her age?
Or are they just bullying?
Either way, it's not their figure...
Sleepless nights kidnapping the score of dreams
In moods of jeopardy to keep drama underground,
Until some iconic moments release pixel images
Of secret Insomnia lodges before they were found.
Enjoined taunts turn brighter lights on in the head,
Some familiar pattern emerges from the storage
Macabre journal sleeping at the other side of the bed,
Reading the diary fills more watery pages with rage.
Looking back over sleepless rooms in confident air
Some debonair are put back into secret frames.
But those expose are the ones we choose to share,
Leaving the skeleton standing there without names.
A phantom walking the floors sleepless in the night,
And dine with frozen moments in the lull of time,
Memories explained creaking noises in slimmer light,
Echoes never silent always knowing something refine.
Appear prickly in smoky images come from deep inside
Wanting wishes before boatloads of changes sail away,
Freeze the moments with view of cold slides from outside,
Pour tears into the dreary eyes dream that won't stay.
Long enough to see the things they want to do
Or to do anything at all before the scenery disappear,
Never call again on mystic places where the mind go,
To stare, but wouldn’t want a reminder to go too far.
Dear wedding rehearsal dinner
Sorry for not speaking sooner
We've been delayed by the bride
'Cause she's gone out for a ride
You know — who are we without her
A question I just can't answer
So let's drink our disappointment to sleep
Because the burden is not ours to keep
Dear wedding rehearsal dinner
It seems you are really getting slimmer
I fed you with so much plans
Including the salsa dance
Toasts and clinkering glasses
Recitals of flowery verses
You were meant to be a beautiful song
But you turned out worse than a teen prom
Dear wedding rehearsal dinner
My heart can't help but to miss her
She is all I have ever wanted
My metaphorical flowing fountain
She flows with life and elegance
Waves of sweetness and temperance
Smashing my cliff-hanging heart
With her I can't seem to doubt
Dear wedding rehearsal dinner
My light seems to be going dimmer
And with every ticking of her absence
I get struck by the whip of my conscience
A moment I have staged all by myself
I'm just a dusty book stacked on the shelf
Waiting and hoping to be flung into Sea
Because that is where my heart wants to be
Dear wedding rehearsal dinner
I'm sorry for being this boring dreamer
But I'd like you to know this
That I'll live on in one piece
And even though I ruined you for us
I would love and wait for her if I must
So send my apologies to our guests
I love them! They're the best...
Diets never show right away
Must be patient and persevere
Rome wan't built in a day they say
Soon a slimmer you will appear
Results won't happen overnight
Need to lower expectations
Gotta be in for a pretty long haul
Frustration will turn to elation
You'll feel an extra skip in your step
Wish folks to have a good day
Sun will shine through overcast skies
Smile damn it, that's what I'd say
Hope you don't mind hearing this hype
I'm bursting inside with joy
Must let it out or I'll probably explode
Mr. Happy since I was a boy
© Jack Ellison 2015