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Vogon ReVisited—
Voltage elect potential energy tween two points ver vnit vharged;
Visible referring light spectrum intergalactic, electromagnetic,
vadiation that has a wavelength tween vanometers;
Can be seen by the human eye.
Invasions, implosions humanity asks WHY?
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Volume the amount of space objects subvance occupies encloses velocity;
Rates of change position vogaon’s willing to salvage respect to time;
Vapor a substance in gaseous,
phases at substance’s critical temperature;
Volatility vaporize given temperate vogonized;
Look at em, better recognized…
Vacuum space that is absent of matter,
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Verify ...
Vortex Valence to electrons,
the electrons atom’s outermost shell;
Vectorized quantity viscositized fluid’s resistance to flow;
Vacuole a membrane waste, in vogon molecules;
Vesicle organelle fluid Volartarian vocal valetudinarian, Value!!!
Vocha!! Vasodilatations as they gooberly glues clues choice boast;
Volartarian vocal humanitarian lizards;
valetudinaries vogonians manure smelly be gross locket;
See them evil vandalizations those gobblesr warts grumbles the host rocket;
See the visiting valiens vogonians reaching earth;
Imagine with me what's a vogon worth;
As once again they revisits earth…
Vocha!! wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;
RUN SAVE YOURSLEVES THOSE Vogon’s are here on earth…
7/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
if only I could show you what you mean to me
maybe your struggles would be bearable
sometimes kindness is all it takes
if only I could express what I feel for you
maybe your pain would be easier to tolerate
sometimes a simple smile is all it takes
if only I could tell you everything I feel inside
maybe your loneliness would vaporize
sometimes a friendly hug is all it takes
if only I could share all that’s in my heart
maybe your world would be a better place
sometimes a tender word is all it takes
if only I could write the poem of all poems
maybe your heartache would heal and mend
sometimes a warm kiss is all it takes
if only maybe sometimes under this rising blue moon ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2021, Honorable Mention 2021, Honorable Mention 2021
Sunday was lost at around Fahrenheit 451
At about the temperature of burning books
Lost in the fog of war in exploded atomic bombs
That vaporize houses and power grids alike
Evaporate the day like nobodies business into nothing
Monday followed Sunday in due course like usual
Just another named day, counted like a lost sheep
Blasted off the orbital path in a nuclear holocaust
Removed with us, hurled into the nothingness
Covered in ash with the evaporated houses
Into the darkness with no more home called Earth
Into the sun we go with two days journey into night
No one left around to count the next five days
Nothing there, not even calendars or clocks
And no more pain or sleep in case you're wondering
Please, stop, and look me in the eyes.
You are all flustered, I realize
But I am not willing to hear your cries
Until you settle down and look me in the eyes.
I know this came to you as a big surprise
But the situation here didn’t just vaporize
It didn’t drop down upon us from the heavenly skies
You knew I wasn’t satisfied; there were no lies.
Now that I’m leaving, you won’t hear the whys
Instead you would rather just criticize
It must be MY fault is what you surmise
Because, after all, you are such a good prize.
So, please, stop and look me in the eyes
I want to be friends after these good-byes.
NOTE: My first version of this had too many lines per the contest rules which, at first, I failed to notice. This is an abbreviated version for the contest. The longer (and better, I think) version is still posted.
In Memory of Charles
In paralyzing penumbra, the blossoms are muddled as the reaper is at nigh
Nightmare rag curtains descend on the waltzing garden's song with no chance to say goodbye
Melting, cascading, as the spiral galaxy reflecting pools pour pleading prayers
Emerald lyrics erased by the careless evils who stole the song's future life years
Musically the beautified pearly cloud descended from the empyrean sun
Offing the beautified pearly cloud transformed to a lighthouse guiding diamond beacon
Roses of flame, chrysanthemums of light are blanketed with dulcet waters freely
Yellow golden wings entrusted with thy grace passion giv'n to all the colors fairly
Oh, Thursday thy curse be gone forever for today crafting the scars for the morrow
For journeying to valley of the shadows acquiesce in the ashen death’s meadow
Choking within the brooding caged til the candle fume sparks anew on my knees bawling
Hallow spring's songs vaporize as the hollow autumn petals embark on the falling
Auras of zillion constellations dazzling nebula's colors beckons the calling
Radiantly the ethereal diamond cloud embraced the mortal's fragile crimson
Leaving the ethereal diamond cloud sanguinely accomplished his earthly mission
Evermore the flames fade into the western horizon but his warmth shall here remain
So that others might live for even his heart shall protect another flowers domain
Updated 5/14/2019
Form:
I ride this wave of fantasy
that sends my desires astir.
What dreams may come
from the spiraling are yet
to vaporize in the stars.
The ebb and flow become
the tide of dysphoria
as I ride this crest of fantasy
to the Cancri netherworld
and I roil from its heat!
My soul aches from the pain
and I search for euphoria
through a new fantastical wave
and find the coolness I seek
in Uranus’ aquamarine comfort.
The white caps are the stars
that move me among the planets,
my energy spinning with the tides;
a maelstrom circling through
whirling and twirling consciousness.
Touring this universe of planets,
I spin through wave after
wave of fantastical,
precognitive dreams, muddled
and muddied as I return to shore.
Please, stop, and look me in the eyes.
You are all flustered, I realize
But I am not willing to hear your cries
Until you settle down and look me in the eyes.
I know this came to you as a big surprise
But the situation here didn’t just vaporize
It didn’t drop down upon us from the heavenly skies
You knew I wasn’t satisfied; there were no lies.
Now that I’m leaving, you won’t hear the whys
Instead you would rather just criticize
It must be MY fault is what you surmise
Because, after all, you are such a good prize.
It doesn’t take a genius to realize
That you and I shouldn’t visualize
A long future together to materialize
The love we share is a convenient disguise.
So, please, stop and look me in the eyes
I want to be friends after these good-byes
There is no need to over dramatize
Its just time we moved on with separate lives.
Oh! to sustain a semblance of decorum
To hold in my head the calm I compromised,
The nirvana I deserve.
But unholy thoughts vaporize out of my red, pointy ears.
I reach for the hand of a man, fingers lacing remnants of lost youth.
I receive nought but the empty grasp of broken word strings.
I am garroted, grief stricken, gurgling in my own greedy desires.
I was promised nirvana
But I burned in place
I became the rage
I purged the stain
I cleansed the spirit
One final flame
I was promised nirvana
But I gave it a name
I had mountains.
I had scales.
Ranges to discover.
But he was never able to cross over.
To my realm
He left me to linger, to languish.
To rot away in oblivion, while he traverses the earth
With his trinkets and pearls for another love
Another heart.
I was promised nirvana
But I built my own
I soared through scars
I danced alone
I sealed the pages
I broke the stone
I was promised nirvana
But I made it my home
I do not need it.
He does.
I am already beyond the archive.
I am done reading the pain, giving it the time and space it required.
Now free from the bindings. Pages fly in the air. Around my frame.
I lick the pages sealed.
I was promised nirvana
But I molted through flame
I do not fester
I do not remain
I morph, I rise
I break the chain
I was promised nirvana
And I claimed the name
Within the first slivers of platinum moonlight, fireflies flicker.
Diamond dust from a bygone comet streaks by, piercing electric skies,
whilst a balmy August twilight enwraps an aging porch.
The gleam of a single candelabra casts light upon
harlequin-green ivy that tangles around worn banisters,
while primroses grow through cracks in the weathered stairs.
Creaking tones of oaken rocking chairs serenade hushed crickets.
Silhouettes of frolicking barn owls coruscate,
as the aroma of fresh peach pie floats along, synchronizing with the zephyrs.
Nostalgia-infused memories materialize, then vaporize like morning dew.
Your resounding laughter gets swept away,
like a swift current pulling transient sands of time with it.
Ephemeral remembrances are all I have of you now—
momentary glimpses through the Wheel of Time's mirror,
for it’s just the summer breeze rocking your vacant chair to and fro.
Her eyes, blue pearls that soothed my soul,
Held me fast and bejeweled maternity.
By her gaze of love, my worth took hold
And a bond was born for eternity.
The light when she smiled, oh the glow
And the stern, loving look of correction.
These led me through highs and lows
And gave my life strength and direction.
Dear mother, you beamed sincerity
In little shrugs or when you waved.
In joy, happiness, grieving and piety
Your eyes, in honest expressions played.
Something transcendent in me raves
And longs for the vision of when
In heaven, revived to see your gaze
My life will be whole again.
Precious few eyes have looked at me
With the God-given sparkle as yours
That could vaporize all despondency
And inspire the greatest of metaphors.
Friend, if you can, gaze again in her eyes
And embrace the moments you're left with.
Too soon her eyes will close where she lies
And the gift of her gaze, will exit.