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I smell fresh light wafting
near this dissolving darkness
I hear its faint ringing
the second hand ticking
while the refrigerator hums
and the distant driver drones
I tensely anticipate
the first tweet to ripple the silence
a tentative answer
an assertive reply
a confident rejoinder,
the ensuing cacophony of chirps
and
the distant driver cross fading
into the morning commute.
So
right now
in the warmth
of this darkness
before
the tiniest
glimmer
glints
before
the bubble of dawn
creeps in
and blasts it away
before
it's burned
in the cold cruel reality of
all consuming light
I'm holding onto this
precious moment
UNWRITTEN ABSENCE
Reminiscing bygone golden days
spent once when our amour danced in glamour,
two wobbling hearts tensely entwined.
Now we are out of touch staying far apart.
Your pearly pulses rhythmic in cadence
searching for my unwritten absence.
Morose memories haunting over lost love
Those precious remembrances with whom to share !
Now each moment to ruminate glorious past !
But we are far away from each other !
Yet eternal bond was established between us.
Me still carrying firm confidence :
You are lamenting over my unwritten absence
expecting my sudden appearance.
Murmuring Zephyr caressing me !
Same tender breeze might brush your soft lips.
We are far away staying apart.
Even no rare chances to meet each other.
Immense love preserved as treasures,
impossible to measure !
Confined in fathomless depth not to reach ! Hence !
While dreaming of my unwritten absence
I know, your expectation yearns for my presence.
October brings best wedding time,
When couples heart unite sublime,
Its colorful hues of hills & trees,
Seems like a painting on a piece.
On bright sunny wedding epoch,
Dancing begins outside the church,
Music of drums serenades all,
Groom rides Mustang without a fall.
Wedding seems like fairy story,
Groom stands on the altar tensely,
The bride walks the isle like princess,
Flower girls sprinkle rose petals.
After wedding, its picture time,
Couple pose with romantic shine,
Everyone gets a snap with pair,
Memory to last forever.
Dusk sets in near reception hall,
Party to dance without a fall,
Food, wine, sparklers, enjoy it all,
dance till you drop & mingle with all.
Took the kids to the Petting Zoo.
All the tame animals came through.
While I was standing watching the monkeys
And chimpanzees there in the few trees
I felt something tugging at me;
I turned around to see
A goat eat-ding my tee-shirt.
I shrieked, walk backwards, fell to the dirt.
Standing intently beside me, the giraffe
Stretch out its long tongue with a laugh.
Out of my skin cut and scraped, I shout,
Crawl on my hands, as I was tensely strung -out,
Stole my bag of buttered popcorn.
Crawling backwards dirt-borne,
Screaming, flapping my arms in the air.
Everyone stood to stare,
Laughing everywhere.
11/28/2020
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The young men sat, planted under the overhang
like the pansies and geraniums that surrounded them in boxes,
as the rain pelted the terra-cotta terrace.
The mountain air was sharp with the taste of lightening.
Having bid farewell to the arched shard of a rainbow across the valley,
they sat tensely watching the celestial bombardment of Katmandu.
The lightening stoked the day’s heat,
thickening the early evening sky like the yogurt they’d eaten for lunch.
A home-made rice wine poured freely over their tongues
from an innocent looking water bottle.
Their eyes turned garnet with the harshness of it.
The bottle sat with its tattered label, upon the arm of the white chair.
The wine within tasted faintly of the gasoline,
yet, they reveled in it, and the freedom from deep seeded societal traits,
it freed them from.
Overhead, the sky was draped in a bridal veil of stars;
as I emerged from the room to sit beside them.
A blood-dipped letter lies before me,
Wrapped in moth-ridden silk,
Written by your ghastly fingers.
The cold of another bleak fortnight settles in,
While crimson-eyed ravens rest upon creaking window sills.
Stoking the fire, umbers rise and dissipate before me,
Painting prophetic warnings in the air,
As the distorted ticking of clocks chimes tensely,
Repeating the same hour—two a.m.
A crisp chill shoots up my spine,
I wrap myself tighter in your charcoal shawl,
Reaching for the last of the firewood you chopped.
Placing it in the hearth, I now know it's time.
Removing the silk, I cast it into the flames,
Peeling back three wax skull seals.
I open the fateful envelope,
The curse you unknowingly wrote into existence.
Placed upon me, it rests in my weeping hands—
One cataclysmic night was all it took,
For our destruction,
Your soul claimed by the nether,
And mine bound within a perpetual loop of despair forevermore.
Smashed great structures blazing ,smoking,
And trembling, hot blocks lie about all around;
Hues, cries and groans fill in with the air rising
To merciless heights far above ; yet the sound
Reaches not the intended distant deaf border
Every new morn is just the same- -uncertain, vile,
Chaotic and full of bloody tears driving toward
Strange crash ,while the most dead spirit is guile;
The body continues to feel, the benumbed, hard
Senses refusing to settle down or yield to order
The victuals, bread and the twisted needs rife,
Lying on the ground, just beside the broken doll,
Speak of the tragic story of an ironic end of life!
Why smite ,kill and for what gain is such brawl?
The boundless bounty of Nature is put to plunder
Death and destruction as in a rare painted horror
Or a nightmare on a tensely disturbed,tired night;
Endless anxiety and abysmal ,deep agony, sorer
Than any malady eclipsing survival with might!
Ages pass yet Man still cherishes life asunder !
From the Decalogue to the loud statuting frame
Ethical and humane rights in words sound high
And aye claim the voice of love in every endgame;
Win or lose, one must not leave the other to cry
Sans sympathy,the aim of life is after all a blunder.
In the whispering breeze I hear the birds sing
for you as the sunburst sky flushes your face.
How endearingly attractive you are then to me,
mesmerized I know, the clue you do not find.
After sullen night melts, in your garden I find me
sparkle as the opalescent pearl of rare ecstasy,
like a dew drop on the patina of your luring rose.
My fulfilled feeling of longing you do not know.
From the eternity I get the time I part with you,
as my desire flares like the blazing sunrise sky,
I am keen to see the day my dream come true,
your shadow entwines mine, you do not discern.
My fervor flies to the blue firmament of your eyes,
the charming nest I build to become our haven.
When in the storm I fondly shelter my love there,
how tensely forlorn it is, you do not perceive.
The sound of your voice in silent air of my yearning
echoes with melody in the void of my lonely heart.
How complete I am when it delights me to the full
to get the feeling of togetherness, you do not sense.
When you leave tracing the trail of melting mirage,
I feel deserted like desolate sands in the dry dune.
How despondently my pent-up words ‘I need you’
I say to me with depressing despair, you do not hear.
Your essence stays within me as an indelible image,
fused with the darkness of the abyss within my soul.
How many candles my love has lighted there for you,
I would be pining to tell you forever, if only I could.
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March 28, 2023
Theme use : If Only I Could
Contest : This Or That, Vol 17
Sponsored by : Edward Ibeh
When the qualms of life disperses negative destiny has me final when confusion and anxiety and displacement Corrals me I'm in tensely surrounded I'm Unbound as I stopped and stand and breathe and look up though my arms and hands in the air I realize that you never ever leave me and it's me who runs away so I find myself racing I come running unto you and I am amazed that you are ever still and as I'm running you're there with me too
I come run unto you
I come run unto you
I come running towards you
Though you've never left my side
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I come run unto you
I come run unto you
I come running into heart-arms
In the Darkness sometimes The Light Within Me is rather dull and dim
Feels like I have no one to follow, hold onto lead me to guide me no one not a friend
Shackled to my story chained up in my circumstance just so happens and I'm not just standing restricted
While in the Darkness along with your wife and stutter lighting me flickers it no longer flutters
I am alive I am a light and I'm the Lamb
Was standing and walking not running my light the blazed and run unto the Great I AM
liken a lightening bolt nova blast now brilliant shines my light
I come run unto you
I come run unto you
I come running towards you
Though you've never left my side
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I come run unto you
I come run unto you
I come running into heart-arms
I come run unto you
6/8/24
Written words and
Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
Bright sunlight tumbles from the crystal blue,
while contemplation plows my fertile mind.
The moon comes early, making its debut.
Dark night will settle, leaving day behind.
These sights implore my consciousness to think,
since days can see their joy sometimes abate.
Such times like these can be a tasteless drink.
As darkness falls, I tensely sit and wait.
Such times have come and gone in rapid fire.
My strained heart wants to know my life is good.
I strive to see the joy through muck and mire,
Remembering the fun of my boyhood.
I’ve heard it all my life in diverse ways.
Are these the times we’ll call the Good Ole Days?