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I whom is a rock
solid composed
of stiffened compressed Earth
~
Solid as a rock
I am held in the palm,
of your hand I dwell
Chipped horizontally thrown
Skipping the pond and lake
Waters I am strong
~
I am the eye the rock that
The surface that land
Stands on top I am solid
Let's go I don't float
I fall down down
in the waters I drowned
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I am solid first
Stronger than dirt
A pigeon and mammals perch
Stronger than dirt and sand
I am solid as a rock
Eye whom am a rock
1/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Raised by his grandmother,
He understood the depth of life at a young age,
He delved deeper into existence as he turned each page,
Life was like a book before him.
He often asked intriguing questions,
Ones that made people wonder and ponder,
His mind was a blooming field,
Time facilitated the yield.
His grandmother told him stories about the night,
How it had concealed people’s light,
She told him about the mysteries that traversed its meadow,
And the treasures that hide in the shadows.
He dropped out of school,
His hands became his tools,
Penury wasn’t a setback,
His grandmother cried that she couldn’t support his education.
He stood like an Iroko tree,
His hope was as solid as a rock,
Although turbulence sometimes rocked his boat,
He had learned how to keep it afloat.
He was devoted to his grandmother,
He kept her teachings to heart,
He was desolate when she transcended to the beyond,
Life became a still muddy pond.
Gradually, he sailed across the sea of his grief,
He prospered in his craft,
He found love along the way,
Together they embraced both the grey and fray.
March 30, 2025.
11/9/21
If I crossed the line
Then I apologize
Almost lost my mind
A lot of times
Mental and physical battles being fought
Still lost
Smoking pot
And drinking lots
Another day and night went by, I forgot
What I wrote and did before the lights went off
(Knock, knock, knock)
Get yo' ass up, I got
A job to do at a far away spot
Never late, always on the dot
To the table a lot
Was brought
I did some teaching and also was taught
In casual wear or while wearing a smock
Gave me a key to the building, so I could lock
It all up, making sure everything was solid as a rock
Often I had to collect my thoughts
And connect the dots
For now I need a Glock
And a yacht
Not to ever watch the clock
Ceasing to stop
Therefore I paid the price
More than twice
At what cost
Otherwise it is all for naught
Continuing to plot
Many quick to squawk
Others partake or just sit and watch
Like a hawk
Because they intend to stalk
By now, it should come as no shock
Wake up, don't scoff
And think you got it all, because you do not
A world that talks
And gawks
Far too oft
Many mock
And quickly flock
Built off of slave labor and sweatshops
It's non-stop
A world obsessed with onslaught
Quick to pull the trigger and fire a shot
Obsessed over symbols like a cross
And any cash crop
Obsessed with hitting the jackpot
Yet some things can not be bought
sELF-CONTAINED STRUCTURE, KEEPING OuT THE RAIn
the skull constructed to keep the brain
Protection hair comforts and connects
Electric...
Packaged woods, ply, particle boards
Calcium rocklike structural fleshly boles
DNA, what I'd just say;
Ivory solid as a rock
Eclectic...
I've tasted the waters,
I've tasted the lands
I've held my peace
I've folded my hands
I prayed within, without and above
All I see is Agape LOVE
God is mine, greatest covering;
He will never stop being my, mine
ROOF TOP!!
08/24/26
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2026
The water rushes past me; life
I stand here strong
Solid as a rock
I am resisting the notion I have to go with the flow
Do I let go or remain
The thought of it seems easier to remain for many reasons
But to flow with the water as it rushes past seems simply carefree
Can I be that free
It's rushing past me; opportunities
I just have to let loose
Something inside is keeping me here
I'm stuck; my head and heart
My feet want to move
What is it I ask myself?
It's deep
Very deep
Not the water, my gut; the feeling inside
I stand here lost in a sense looking for meaning
Nothing
Another day wasted? I change over time and time has yet to tell
The sun rises and I rise as well
Could today be the day the decision is made?
The mystery keeps me on my toes
I will find my way,
One way or another
High above the ocean
Below being a sandy white beach
Easy to watch
One can sit all day and observe
The beach goers, Swimmers and Surfers
The ocean view stretchers for miles
One can reflect back in time
The simple and plan life
No riches in thought of Robin Leech
The Lonely house had fancies
A house with a roof and a place to sleep and eat
Just the fruits of one’s labor
Ocean to house
This lonely house had nothing before it was brought
It looked like shack filled with nothing
Once a dweller brought, it was given new life
Renovated having everything in what a house deserves
A place to be proud of and everlasting living
It took patience and of course the right contractor
Specifications were right and all the construction equipment needed
A lonely medium house because a much bigger house
Where one can admire and enjoy for life
Solid foundation
A dream through reality
No longer a lonely house
House friendly with no mouse
A house back then
Showing what solid as a rock can be
Calm breezes and relaxed souls
The aroma of sugar and spice
What could be so nice.
I have always felt myself extremely blessed to have found myself a wife
who believes very little is needed to make a happy life.
Before you think she doesn’t mean it, that it’s just idle talk
she has it perched upon our kitchen counter…painted on a rock.
After 25 (now 35) years of marriage…a marriage not at all routine
let me take a minute to show you what she means.
It’s listening when the other person talks and hearing what they say.
It’s a card to say I love you at the end of a bad day.
It’s a little gift that’s given when there’s no reason for a gift.
just to say the words I love you or to give her day a lift.
It’s a drive through the countryside with a picnic in the back.
It’s making pancakes for dinner and sharing one large stack.
It’s reaching something on the top shelf when Deborah is unable
It’s the family gathered for a short time around the kitchen table.
It’s sharing laughter, stories and joy with our children and grandchildren too
and smiling in contentment when the evening’s joy is through.
It’s enjoying our family together and creating new memories…new heirlooms
It’s holding hands, stealing a kiss or a smile across a room.
It’s the sharing of our deepest fears, our long range hopes and wishes
It’s one person doing the cooking while the other does the dishes
It’s a surprise call in the middle of the day just to hear her voice
It’s being together when you’re both sorrowful or when you both rejoice
It’s watching a romantic movie with a little popcorn on the side
It’s remembering all the reasons you chose her as your bride.
It’s that feeling of falling in love for the first time…then
falling in love with that same person…over and over again
Yes very little is needed to make a happy life is not just idle talk
It’s the little things that make life…and love….as solid as a rock.
Author Dana Redricks
January 18, 2023
When I think of you it's like you're a chocolate treat, a little bit sweet, and a little bit sour. You're the perfect combination of pure delight. When I'm sad you always seem to be able to make me feel alright. Long days and long nights we spend hours talking on the telephone, and though you're far away you're always close to my heart. A friendship like ours will never fall apart. Just know that you will always have a special place in my heart. Through the good, and the bad our friendship stands firm, solid as a rock, because our friendship is built on Jesus Christ.
The talent of this England team
Will overcome the rest
Because the players on display
Are simply the best.
James our keeper will save every shot
He's experienced and so cool
Glen Johnson and Ashley Cole
The defence they both will rule.
John Terry solid as a rock
With King at his side
While Lennon and Joe Cole
Control the play out wide.
The creative skill of Lampard
And captain Gerrard too
Will create a hole in any defence
No matter what they do.
Peter Crouch up front is so tall
He reminds me of a Giraffe
When he scores and does that dance
He really makes me laugh.
Wayne Rooney wow what can I say
The best of the best
He's like a little bulldog
With three lions on his chest.
Our manager Fabio Capello
A master of the game
If we don't bring back the cup
We're only ourselves to blame.
She was never perfect. She was the definition of 'untamed lover'. She had difficulties with herself. Hard situations made her solid as a rock, her words rumbling like thunder, anger like a roaring tiger. She was always protecting her vulnerable side. The side whom she never shows him.
Well, he thought she was something dark-full of mischief and a dangerous being. But, he still loved her in ways she never expected.
He was the first being to slowly make her mask fade, wishing he would also be her last resort.
Realizing they were two different people like the sun and moon, distance may be their hindrance but it was worth keeping-the love.
For the first time she felt vulnerable, she felt attacked but she let it flow. She let it show. She let it go. Slowly one by one, her darkest pieces unveiled to him
Saying,
"I hope you get to see the truth"
Wishing to be accepted without her facade.