Long Swim Poems
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The journey of me
Your about to read
Migration of we
To rich grounds to feed
Vast waters
Gifted of blue
Humpback and right
My cousins true
In hunger dive
After giant squid
To the darken deep
On our sonar grid
Feasted, fed
Shadows appear
Orca pod
Our calves i fear
We adults encircle
To protect the young
Flick of our tail flukes
Orca's, in wave like flung
Danger over
Migration on track
To my left
An awesome humpback
We swim together
Grand beasts of the sea
Species of ilk
In total agree
Our sonar detects
That the water were in
For the many months
Of journey swim
For one third of a year
In our holiday home
Me and my cousins
Our freedom to roam
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Turn it around, Lord
Turn it around, O God in me
Turn it around give unto me
This is my mine moment
To be with you only, eternally
Turn it around, this is mine turn around season
I forsake myself, my sins I lay down my reason
I came through the womb wrinkle and moist;
Place in this world in my mother’s arms, didn’t have a choice;
O’ All Father rains down on us…
Was a seed planted in the earth of my mother?
I was turn around
I grow as I lived life in my sins;
Taught right and wrong, where do I begin?
O’ Elohim saw grace gave me Jesus;
So that I may live on, my life eternally;
This is my moment
This is my time
To stop doing what is wrong
This is my season
To stop this drenching falling down
No longer do I sink, I now wanna swim
O’ Father I want my soul to win
What is the meaning of turnaround?
A turnaround is about to complete change in me
My opinion, attitude, method of life bout’ to change to be
Touch me now, I receive you now, O’ Lord God
Turn this season around
My sin was my treason, it was the reason
I’m believin, I’ve too bitten of the forbidden fruit
I’ve fallen, in autumn
I’ve gotten up in spring, no I’m about to sing
Winter’s barren frigid cold and uncaring
This is my moment
This is my time
To stop doing what is wrong
This is my season
To stop this drenching falling down
No longer do I sink, I now wanna swim
O’ Father I want my soul to win
What is the meaning of turnaround?
God’s grant me a turnaround moment
Such is a sudden improvement,
A supernatural turnaround is a divine encounter
Where God reverses my circumstances,
Turns around the negative into positive
And shifts my thoughts and life in a new direction.
God says, "I will turn things around for my people"
God says, "I will turn things around for my people"
God says, "I will turn things around for my people"
This is my moment
This is my time
To stop doing what is wrong
This is my season
To stop this drenching falling down
No longer do I sink, I now wanna swim
O’ Father I want my soul to win
---“In the end I will turn things around for the people. Zephaniah 3:9”
8/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
From the “ ^turn around season” anthology
A polytheist would argue
just one God
That there are endless guards
and many rods
given these wards
With many temperaments and aims
devotion for a supreme being
Compassionate gods spread
charity, clarity’s
light and goodwill
Whereas others spread hate,
blood still spills
Relates—mayhem and darkness
The God of the Old Testament
unforsaken is the nakedness
not ever to turn the other cheek
not even for the meek
He portrays Himself
Jealous and wrathful
vengeful, rageful
Numbskull—beware!
Whilst man plays by the rules
these judges will decide
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
No complaints, apologies
Whilst the God of New Testament
demonstrates much mercy,
forgiveness you shall see
For God and his creations
This is what’s in common
in the world religions
This is the core,
the common essence
all shared values
when in His presence
The road is long, painful and circuitous
A troubled past will plague us
dubious religious sects, false replay,
vulnerable man is their prey
Realization from my deepest self I reveal
enamored in love is how I truly feel
I felt with all things,
a strong sense of collectiveness
An emotional rapture
of the combined sacred oneness
One man showed us love
A true love He
displayed,
flogged, died
Crucified for love
of mankind
The Jewel of Jesus
Find a man like Him
and certainly not a moony (woman)
In Ganges River, I shall swim
in blessed holy water
I’ll bathe in
His wine I’ll drink
On my knees I shall sink
Bow down and pray
for Yahwe’s precious Jewel
the One, the Only
Eyes of blue?
Jesus Christ Superstar
Nothing but puppies;
Swam with the guppies;
Hang out cause their buddies,
When they get out of the pool yukky
Smelly are the fur biddies,
And those floppies, kitties,putties, putty, puffy, bunnies,
Eaten all the yuppy gummies,
While those piggies huskies tummy’s are muddy
Biddies, buddy, buggies, bunny, butties, copies,cubbies, cuppy, druggies, Duckies, fluffy, funny, fuzzy,
Guppies, hungry for honey,
hubbies, huggies, huskies, lovelies, lucky, lumpy, money, monies, muddy, mummies, nappies,piggies, pities, puppy
Swam with the guppies;
Hang out cause their buddies,
Nothing but puppies;
5/15/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Another day Orkie went out for a swim
Around the inlet rim
It was blowing , the beginning of a gale
When he ran into another pod of whales
They started to sing a song
That came through the water loud and long
Orkie tried to answer their call
But to this pod his voice sounded very small
They said a storm was beginning to brew
And this inlet was safe they knew
All of sudden up came mom and Aunt Bea
To check out this pod and whom they would be
It was a pod that roamed the same coast
One that mom and Aunt Bea knew the most
They were very large in number
And decided to stop and have a slumber
They sang a different song
That is how they understood and got along
You see they belong to a different pod
Now Orkie understood and gave a nod
Each pod sang their own song
So they knew to whom they belong
Their voice can travel on the waves
Even to the deep underwater caves
But some are called transient whales
And they have many good tales
They roam the oceans of the earth
All their life right from birth
Along life's many wondering moons.
A girl gets caught up and she swoons.
The tide can ebb and flow too much.
And then she finds she's out of touch.
The waters got too deep to swim.
He lost her and she lost him.
It all started with one kiss.
As she fell deep in her abyss.
The breathing starts and stops with pain.
When she recalls that sad refrain.
That caused her to make those hard choices.
That now ring out in silent voices.
The waters got too deep to swim.
He lost her and she lost him.
It all started with that sweet kiss.
As she descends to her abyss.
The light still shines deep in her soul.
But in her heart it takes it's toll.
As rivers wash out to the sea.
I wish that she would float with me.
We'd break the surface of this ocean
And swim ashore in loves devotion.
And lay there in the warm sunlight.
Holding each other forever tight.
The waters got too deep to swim.
He lost her and she lost him.
It all starts with a sweet kiss.
A chance to find what we both miss.
Every stroke takes you farther away,
panic sets in,
your body, starts to tremble,
with fear,
every stroke takes you farther away,
to the deep end, away from safety,
the shallow end kind of safety,
the feet on ground,
kind of safety,
the, my family is all here,
kind of safety,
the I won't drown here,
kind of safety.
But, you know how to swim, right?
It's just that it's been a long time, right?
Since you dove in, feet first, then head first.
Why not try heart first, since,
it's not the brain that needs washing,
it's the heart, first. That's where love grows.
The waters of truth are cold, true,
but, they wake you up, they refresh,
the mind, body, and spirit.
They set you free from fear and panic.
So, don't hesitate, jump in, the waters fine,
stroke away with me in the deep end.
You'll be ok, really, I promise.
John Derek Hamilton November 4,2015
Long, long ago in a village called Sun
Tales were told and stories were spun,
Near a campfire where sweet meats were cooked
And everyone listened whilst Mr Moon looked.
The Owl and The Pussy Cat the wise man had told
That story was dear and worthy of gold,
Cinderella was famous for cats loved what they heard
Admired by many including bluebird.
Though of all the tales by the old and the young
With dancing of scenes and songs they had sung,
A fable had fallen right to the red Earth
Which glittered glow green from beautiful birth.
Great turtle took height with bold book and a bell
All had gone quiet under his spell,
He sneezed once then twice and cheered with a chime
'My story is grand, My story is mine…
Believe this or not once I was small
Smaller than most, most of y’all,
And when I was born under the sands
All was connected, unified lands.
Under the stars I emerged from my nest
Born with a shell naturally dressed,
Oh, how I was proud with my shorter length tail
Until I was stuck on a large piece of shale.
As my brothers and sisters left for blue sea
I was alone poor little me,
Though I dreamt of the seaweed being nightgown
I just happened to be upside down.
Flapping my flippers, I tried to get loose
When along came a soldier Mr Grey Goose'
‘Security Honk!’ he yelled with a shriek
Then lifted me upright with his smooth beak.
'Thank You so much, Thank You my friend
I thought my long journey was going to end,
Then you came along and saved my sweet life
If it were not for you, I’d still be in strife'.
Then he honked very loud and stated real clear
No problem young hatchling this is your year
To swim in the ocean without any fear,
Growing bigger and stronger with sisters and brothers
And during your journey you will help others…
No matter the yarn in Moonlight or Sun
Good times will happen when kind deeds are done.
You walk along the sandy beach
And you taste the salted air
You step on very tiny shells
As the wind blows through your hair
The ocean splashes on your feet
As your baking in the sun
You see a ship in the horizon
And children having fun
Surfers surfing atop the waves
And swimmers swim and float
Beach balls and sand castles on the shore
And fisherman in their boat
Lifeguards whistling at drifters at sea
And whistles at girls from the boys
Pigeons and seagulls and volleyball players
Creating some of the noise
Umbrellas, blankets, and burning tanners
And musclemen flexing their chests
Swimsuits, short shorts, and girls in bikinis
Showing off some of their breasts
Boardwalk walkers' walk into arcades
And they play the pinball machines
The teen-age gamers thinking they're cool
Wearing their cut-off and fringy new jeans
Pizza slice vendors sell sausage and peppers
With onions and fries on the side
More vendors sell ice-cream and cotton candy
And funnel cakes and zeppoli's- deep fried
So, today or tomorrow maybe go to the beach
Walk the boardwalk or just walk in the sun
When you go to the beach on a sunshiny day
No doubt- you'll get a tan and have fun!
Why do you sleep,
Asked to me
The gurgling river waters?
Can't you see how beautiful
Is the sky and how fresh are
The surroundings?
Can't you feel how thrilling
Is the breeze that caresses
Your skin in the depth of the night?
Why do you sleep,
Echoed the mountains, the ferns,
The leaves, the flowers,
The valleys, the rocks and even
The entire cosmos?
Why do you sleep
When existing is a grandiose gift,
Given only to a handful?
And I, ever so serene,
Looked at them all with a smile
And said,
What else can I do when the
God that rules over my heart
Dwells somewhere so far away
That He allows me to cross the bridge
That separates me from Him only when I sleep?
What else can I do when it is only when I am
In my dream state
That He whispers to me
More mysticism, which are my shields,
The weapon which not only allows me
To swim in lakes filled with snakes
But which also
Allows me to be merciful to those
Who are less lucky than me!
Pray, tell me,
What else can I do
In a world whose waking state
Is itself lived like a dream?
Why, let me sleep,
Someday, I shall wake up
To a new dawn laden with spiritual
And fundamental duties!