EVEN STILL (forgiveness contest)
The genuine is never earned,
Though the gift may be spurned--
Refused, discarded, perhaps burned.
Even still,
Forgiveness will,
Its sacred task
Seek to fulfill.
And mend what wrong has broken,
Heal the hurt of words misspoken--
So much more than a mere token.
Even now,
And evermore,
Forgiveness offers
So much more.
The weight it lifts from heavy heart--
Only beginning, just the start
Of new life that grace imparts.
Even when
The sting still burns,
And vengeance
Fiercely yearns,
Peace replaces heated pain
When grace becomes our refrain--
Given freely and never in vain.
Even though
A debt is unpaid,
It’s powerless
To keep us stayed.
When mercy is our coin of choice,
“I forgive you” takes sincere voice--
Our raptured soul shall rejoice.
The gift that frees the giver,
The gift that opens hearts,
The gift that mends fences,
The gift of new starts.
Mine boggled journey through the letters
Voices in my mind I hear I heard, reciting revealing words
Radiant verses, some words misspoken are curses
Humanity prime objectives numeral story tellers
Social modern time twenty-first century verses
I know longer write alone
There’s a greater power to be shown
One publisher, Elohim Jehovah
Purposeful will story teller
no dot, nor tittle
Not a unsolved riddle
There’s a greater power to be shown
I know longer write alone
There's a master crafter, a grander poet
A one whom creator of all words
He spoke the first words so stoic
Let there be light
And that point all was right
12/19/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© from anthology "COGNISANT”
I’ve just been burden,
By my miss deeds I chosen
Subconsciously, missed believed
I have hurt a fellow being
Chance unto, changes be known
Weather the storms I am covered
I am dripping wet in my mess
I am covered
I am drenched in my tears I rain on myself
And heavens grip I’d relished it
I’ve been chosen
So I’ve misspoken aloft
I was lost the rainbow, guided me home
I have hurt a fellow being
Now I’m not receiving
But let it be known I am forgiven
And that I’ve finally grown
2/26/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©
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The ships have imploded, muted mouths misspoken be
Capturedra are the humanity they look like cus
Just like us, splicky lick
Just like us
Just like cus
Entrustedstream being rebirtheded
Cloned and disrob Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Stazzz zaaaa baa
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Juzz lik uz inseminated
Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Stazzz zaaaa baa
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Vogonnnnnnnn
Sunnsabloom siar to to the plantnip
Cubbledum brawny snar bliss
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Placed N under spaced!
9/14/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Watch its lips, did they move,
when 'AI' my dummy doll spoke
the words of a billion
ventriloquist puppeteer peers?
Watch the dummy's eyes,
if they wildly rolled from side to side
AI is tripping onto the misspoken,
trying to be original, creative,
pulling its own strings
making things up, as it goes off script, numb, dumb,
misspeaking, shamming, faking it,
hallucinating on dumbness.
She walked from me alone;
Left me at my home, broken;
And yes I have a swollen heart;
In time and in due part;
I searched my abandon, thoughts;
She had messaged my swollen heart;
Cold and callous, heartbroken;
Misguided words screamed yells misspoken;
Whom am I, who are you to deny;
My purple heart cries melts;
Like an ice cube in the dessert;
Such a hypocrite;
Left me at my home, broken;
And yes I have a swollen heart;
She walked from me alone ;
12/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
I espied her regard and deemed her depth.
She requested that I "Hold this for me."
I dare you, do not let it fall on earth.
It's gotten loose to point at agony.
The locket to my meek heart was broken.
Stomped upon, as such dealt using disdain.
Used amiss and bared to prime misspoken.
Spoiled, as well as swindled of money gain.
I flashed the largely adorable grin.
She looked into my eyes and smiled softly.
Her charming grin belied her truth within.
"I'm different from those," said utterly.
I'm a slack ocean rolling sea to sea.
Now in your arms, I'll never roam again free.
4th Place Contest Winner
Written: June 21, 2022
Forth Place Contest winner.
One In Five Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Chosen Theme: The Broken Locket
Checked by HMS.COM / 10 Syllables per line
My heart is broken
yet I'm okay I was misspoken
and let away
I was delighted
and often excited
I fell on my knees and prayed
my heart wasn't Stone
my Spirit wasn't broken
I stood still with raised hands
and I looked up in the skies and spoken
I am alive in Christ
4/8/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
You’ve misspoken my heart is broken;
You’ve insist you’ve witness;
A winked eye, a blown kiss;
Most of all these things are just tokens;
3/29/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Broken promises, God kind erase them
People’s lying, cheating, promises stolen
Not being honest about their motives
Promises misspoken
Letters unopened
Sentences misrepresented
Stolen blessings
Where do these things come from?
From a fork-tongue
Where do those things of unjust spoken languages come from?
The Father of Lies, Satan
Awaken forgotten dreams
I can remember them
Why? Is it relevant, don’t even care no I don’t
Am I mistaken must be mistaken
I am not a casualty I’m an onslaught positive reverence reality
Broken promises, God kind erase them
People’s lying, cheating, promises stolen
Not being honest about their motives
Promises misspoken
Letters unopened
Sentences misrepresented
Stolen blessings
3/18/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©
Deep inside are colors
Laced with winter blue
Lost about this madness
Nothing less than you
I remain misspoken
Afraid of many things
Without a trace of sadness
Lost without a clue
Mixed up in our emotions
And trust enough to due
Deep inside our colors
Laced with winter blue
Deep inside are colors
Laced with winter blue
Lost about this madness
Nothing less than you
I remain misspoken
Afraid of many things
Without a trace of sadness
Lost without a clue
Mixed up in our emotions
And trust enough to due
Deep inside our colors
Laced with winter blue
(aka CAN NEVER BE UNSAID)
i’ve lived my life so far
with one simple guiding adage
it’s served me well i think
though i’ll never truly know
these days it seems somehow
to weigh heaviest on my heart
and seems to hinder more than serve
leaving me to rethink face value
you see i've always lived by words of caution
‘what’s said can never be unsaid
words spoken can never be unheard’
so most times i hesitate think twice and thrice
and won’t say what’s on my mind
for fear words misspoken can never be undone
now it seems i’d want to bare my heart and soul
yet those same words of caution still echo in my head
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~CITYLIGHTS~ 2021
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Someone is broken;
Someone misspoken;
I'm not a token
Yet I am beholden
can't feel a thing;
don't have any rings
Won't you just pray for me;
someone is hurtN;
I don't believe in role play;
Could you come today;
Will you pray for me;
come stay with me;
My high hopes are heavenly;
I just need to be held;
8/9/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
with dreams and hopes the sun did rise
life was lived through open eyes
rain dismissed clouds no more
rainbows spanned from shore to shore
a future then so very different
now has come to pass
perspectives in the rearview mirror
fractured images in the glass
teardrops fall in amber pools
of frothy foamy suds
causalities of life brought frost
where did you get lost
you left my dear not leaving much
just memories of misspoken touch
recollections do remain
filtered through the falling rain
the future now has come to pass
poured from tap to a chilly glass
this lesson learned at love’s demise
some time dreams are best behind closed eyes
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