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One day beyond mourning, a new sun to shine
a promise remade, not a cloud in the sky
One day beyond mourning, your spirit still warm
your flesh now at rest, on the hill past the barn
One day beyond mourning, the bed sheets unfold
your shadow uncovered, and now mine to hold
One day beyond mourning, the sun in my eyes
new words in my heart—a mockingbird cries
One day beyond mourning, my soul free to roam
your paintings surround me, among them I’m home
One day beyond mourning, I walk to the field
our blanket still hanging, the oak that concealed
One day beyond mourning, I reset my sights
the day I’ll rejoin you, that heavenly flight
One day beyond mourning, all will broken free
my name on the wind—as you call out to me
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
She offers far greater potential than the frame upon which she attaches
She is flexible, agreeable, and delights to be covered, opened, or closed
She provides a reality far and above her surrounding strong walls
If you should decide to uncover her, she will light up your world
If you desire to open her, she will comfort you with cool breezes
She’s transparent and flexible, willing and able to serve your needs
She’s a window and wishes to make you smile, but don’t break her
And even if you wish to close her, she will agree to give you privacy
Mirrors will aid and assist; but mirrors will never sustain or satisfy you
But if it is privacy alone that you seek, you need walls and not windows
If it is your world alone you desire, you need mirrors, and not windows
If “your point of view” is all that matters, you have no need of windows
But if you care about what’s out there, and how others see and feel;
If you long to share, to touch the souls of others, to give, to help, to heal;
If the tool of your trade is transparency, and you have no need for a shield;
You are a window person, and your heart has been touched by the Almighty
You’ve heard sounds, seen visions, and you cannot be retained behind walls
You have uncovered and allowed yourself to be opened for the benefit of others; you felt the breeze of the Almighty. You are free from mirrors and walls, and like God, through windows, you seek to love.
09142017Submitted for contest, Mid September Premiere, Brain Strand
I am on clothes I am naked
nothing covering me but my epidermis
I'm in a mess
First stage bare stratum basale
Don't look at me raw, wrong
I'm uncovered appalled
Who told me I need coverage covering
Stratum granulosum I bet you can't see 'em
Naked for I am
Uncovered wit jus my natural nature showing
I'm clothed unclothed
Stratum spinosum, I don't want none
Stratum basale, nothing favorable
Being seen uncovered
Papillary Layer covered vessel
Naked I am I stand before you raw
Dirt-dirty in raw clay form
I am on clothes I am naked
nothing covering me but my epidermis
I'm in a mess
First stage bare stratum basale
Don't look at me raw, wrong
I'm uncovered appalled
Who told me I need coverage covering
Stratum granulosum I bet you can't see 'em
Naked for I am
Reticular layer
In mine housed spirit form
My God has said who said I was naked
8/5/23
Written words by James Edward Lee 2023 ©
When I thought of the love of you;
I tell you that I love you!' said I, my 'thing of beauty;
Love you, My passion is the endless effect;
Love you you're heaven sent;
Love you Instead, I uncovered the weigh;
I guess I have nothing left;
But to offer you my heart, my life;
~
I crave the preponderate, non-pretended passions;
That moment my soul grew delighted;
Your spirit, soul heard and mind has me excited;
That moment my soul grew delighted;
What could there be more, I'm sure I love you;
Love you, My passion is never ending all I is ever true
Darling, I love you;
6/26/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
"Light Kissed"
Light kissed her through the veil
Come tempest on the beach of morning sun
With Gold on your naked feet
Life has again for you begun
Like waves to shore
You’ll meet my kiss
Slow and full
Wet succulent with salty bliss
And more my sweet
The Realm of Long Forgotten Love
Like Dark Green Ivy
Life has renewed growth
covers your ground stony,
it’s swift and powerful runs
o’er Wet Green Irish Moss
While Briny Blue and Amythest Periwinkles blink
and Emerald Green Abalone and Black Bearded Lips open
to sweet salt the wounds in
their pale then deepest darkest delectables
bristling Sea Urchin Pink
luring in Odin
And marbled Grey Geckos change their colours
From your spring to drink
Dragonflies lick Life's luscious lips of flame hungry fire
in the Gloaming mist
Lust and Desire
pressing urgency
LOVE
is let loose
held tight by the wrists
The Albatross has flown higher and higher
A great journey for you
both it and the Ancient Mariner have sung
Mornings kiss Twilight
Sleep brings dreams and delivers
Titania and Oberon
who watch over
Soul's solitary march
through Dark Night and it's wrath
To walk forever Aphrodite’s path?
A nightmare of a pardon,
Be blessed with Persephone’s heart
Athena’s wisdom, Demeter’s courage
All dance within your blood, you are whole
Life sings like a Lark
Walks with you through the mirrors
Long silk Alabaster curtains part
Warm Velvet uncovered at last
Come tempest on the beach of morning sun
With Gold on your naked feet
Life for you
my
Sweet of The Just
once elusive
now silently and swiftly
Light Kissed
LIFE
has
Begun
(Lovejoy-Burton/May 2018)
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Photography/Rex Dupain
http://www.rexdupain.com.au/
https://www.maxdupain.com.au/
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https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43997/the-rime-of-the-ancient-mariner-text-of-1834
(for V.C. never far from me, always close by me)
THE UNCOVERED ....
Blunders draped in bundles
of clandestine regalia
Passing each aurora, simmers
obnoxious guilty flames
Seized are its weapons
Silenced is its voice
Water-tight , to the exterior,
Access denied....
Conscience asphyxiated
Stupor it lay , simmering flame
deep inside......
The glittery outside
Embezzlement fills treasures
Tactfully guzzles glorious peace
Marbles conceal the blood
Glitter tantalizing the inner peace
Constellation of cromulent folk!
Tantamount to a golden knife
Sagacious choices crushed,
pulverised under heels
Brushes of pseudo smiles paint
the phoney pictures!
Remorse has gone to retreat
Armageddon struck...
Raging guilt, rising conscience
War they wage as they dare a battle
Before they fall and fade
Muster all might, they burn
Cellars melt to molten
Huge uproar and war cry
Burning splinters!
Cinders remain .....,
as unmasked truth!
© Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
C.A.G.E
Can Anyone Get Enough
Get enough of what you might ask? Just stand clear and feel the blast that blisters and devours us all. Standing tall in a wasteland of emptiness to the knee.
See nothing over the horizon. Arising to the next day , still feeling as if anything has changed. Fortune and fame, came the same way, as many fall victim to the aim of decay. Twisted rattling off in this cage , in this maze to nowhere. Reaching out for just some type of notoriety. Lie to me, extend your hand out to me. Free to do nothing. C.A.G.E. Are you amazed at the conditions, but feel helpless? Invisible yet indivisible by nature. Torn and subjected from the future. Disconnected from the normalcy of knowing time waits for no man or woman. Stand together, locked away in these bars. Nothing left but scars, for these stars and stripes. Bright was that future, now there seems to be a shaded cumulus of clouds. Loud are the sirens, falling on deaf ears. Fears and tears for years, opening more of a sore. Please, where are the keys to unlock the door, to this C.A.G.E? Not alone within this endeavor, cloaked by the secrecy of neglect. Reflect and let your eyes adjust to the reality, when we do naught. Noticing the reflection in the mirror has uncovered itself to be you. Now C.A.G.E (Can Anyone Get Enough) and do nothing?
Darius Howard
eye opener, close me up for eternal slumber
clarity unseen, introduce a new world for me
nobody's vision can really decipher the murky water in the art i see
i deteriorate in the rusty shingles of Peace to forever unknown
blue candles burn, but they do not illuminate
blue brains wordplay, but who really knows what they will create
blue dwellings crumble, but we are unsure what will actuallu dissipate
blue colors remain as definitive frigidity, but what will be uncovered when the ice of it all does hesitate
surely sealed identity, reveal me when the eye of the earth wilts
identity withheld always, unmask the old world's gentle smile
everybody's neglect of true respect explains today's pitiful passion
i guess i am a martyr for an opinion forever injured till death....incompletion, i guess, is the new parallel....
From deep below the Delta
Up came a smoky contralto; a sweet vanilla
With an intuitive guitar,
And her artistic vision, she could see far___
To New Orleans she would go, then to Sugar Hill, and eventually around the world___
Such a shiny Mississippi pearl
Never to be placed in a box
She moved mellifluously through the jazz world like a smooth fox
Glistening and extemporizing with M-Base Collective.....
Amalgamating Blues, Folk, Country, and R&B all in the name of jazz, which proved to be effective
With unusual phrases and unique arrangements on many covers, she sweetly uncovered the souls of men
Deeply and richly, Caramel Contralto touched so many with each song from beginning to end
'Time After Time'
On this 'Harvest Moon'
'You Move Me'
O' Caramel Contralto
'Time After Time'
On this 'Harvest Moon'
'You Move Me'
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame
maiden is she with tumbled hair uncovered.
She strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.
Like Sara in the tent she lights the flame
pristine hands in front of two eyes hovered.
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame
At sunset each flickering flame frames
a wish for communion, peace discovered,
she strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.
The table is set, the family exclaim,
the challah's cut, the shofar uncovered.
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame.
May peace and tranquility ever reign
from sunset to sunrise rediscovered,
she strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.
This great mitzvah is sister Miriam's aim
since the dawn of time this act's recovered.
My sister Miriam lights the Sabbath flame.
She strikes the match and prays for G-d's acclaim.
Dedicated to my baby sister Miriam who protects and serves.
http://www.womeninthebible.net/1.7.Miriam.htm