The golden climb, with brook beside
The autumn hill, betook from my bedside
No sickly mange would stay my pride
I’d sit there where she lied
Those days of yore
Our hearts entwined, we swore
To set sail a golden shore
And live our days in golden rays,
Eve’s moonshines on the floor
Through the curtains near drawn closed
Never wanting for more
E'er the gods apposed
But hoar winds blew and change pursued
Our happy aisle shrank from view
The day I lost you, a silence crept
They bade me speak, e’er I wept
E’er the gods apposed-
I loved you
Atop the hill in autumn's chill
In nightgown, cap and playful will
The willow gloomed the evening shade
Bringing thoughtful tears, the vow made
I’d had her hand - as we had planned-
Living off the golden land
A fiery hearth had given birth
A heaven built on earth
Yet I lie in clover, the moon high over
Her willow glooms her stone
And far away the angels play
While we lie close and alone
Cloaked figure approached - voice of death it spoke;
“Your moments come,” manifests scythe from smoke.
Each step bereft your pulsates, dirge of a malodorous,
bittersweet symphonies requiem of the hollow - mahogany tree;
stutter/sputter/cough sanguinary pearls hell plead,
crescent sickle moonshines through the clouds this nightmare,
ray of moonlight beam ebbs your breast beat, snuff a candlelight - *goodnight*
Brainstorm
faith’s open palms
vigilant in drought
sunburns brighter, moonshines boozy
grinning
Rainstorm
rustling the leaves
slurry stirred by lightning
overindulging town prayers
applause
You got a Sunday kind of love, that never wavers;
You got this Sunday kind of love that endeavors always;
And within the night the moonshines ever so bright;
At the dusk your light ever so shine it does;
You’ve got that Sunday kind of love
You got a Sunday kind of worship in your praises;
You got God and Jesus on your mind always;
And your light ever shines ever bright;
You got that Sunday kind of praise;
And within the night the moonshines ever so bright;
At the dusk your light ever so shine it does;
You’ve got that Sunday kind of love;
You got that Sunday kind of love that makes you relax;
You got that Sunday kind of love on contact;
You got a Sunday kind of worship in your praises;
You got God and Jesus on your mind always;
And your light ever shines ever bright;
You got that Sunday kind of praise;
You got that Sunday kind of love such a relief;
That Sunday kind of love always, so very sweet;
That Sunday kind of love ya juz can’t beat;
That Sunday kind of love of praise;
Got that Sunday kind of love for always;
11/30/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
From anthology “Just Jesus”
nochlincent eve
moons lights romantically flies
before the darkness
~
eyes nochlincents
pierce's at the dusk sunsets
beautiful moonshines
A Love More Abundant Than GRAINS OF SAND
Fair instants the beauty of your eyes glimmers;
Liken the moonshines in the darken lit up skies;
I'm entreat and yet not surprised by spokeness;
Of those sweet, sweet tender lips communicates;
Gentle arouses forms embedded grace;
I feel the presence of your prayers all over the place;
Longing to hold you I into do find it an honor;
So in time in due season within reason;
For when I'll ask your heavenly Father for your hand;
With this, witness I love you more than all the beaches "grains of sand"
I love you more, a love more abundant than GRAINS OF SAND
8/19/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
The night is day
Until the dark
The day is lit
WE are in shock
Moving past brilliant lights
Help me day's night
Moonshines rock
6/20/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.2018
LOCH NESS
Ahh!, a picture
Picture this
Viewed black N white shades of gray
Rivers rippling
As lightening strikes, thunder roars
Clouds roll
Continual lightening flashes
A top the hill
Moonshines bright through parted clouds
Still thunder roars
Still thunder cracks
Ripple waters bounce onto shore
cloud with dark bottoms
clouds on top are lit lighted white
As the dark rumbling rivers show
Shadow menacing bobbing, rolling, streaming through the water
Torrid troubles in the waters
To the left near horizon shaped like a "j" peering out of the water
The picture to me looks like...
WHAT'S THIS'''
AHH! Loch Ness
12/12/17
For Contest: LOCH NESS
Sponsor: Thvia Shetley
Silver dewdrops sparkle deeply under a footprint held
salted remains forever and always loving dearest
Through the living waters of life's rainbows kiss sweetly love
every colour shines uniquely precious under the mist
Golden beautiful your sunlight guides me home warmly beams
standing time adoring graciously your crown circles gems
A halo begins to turn waves around undercurrents
into the liquid oceans salt where you are born with wings
On the seventh crest drunken spirit of eternity
under the influence of your soul heartbeats jump over
And back moonshines softly breathless gently sighs out angel
whitewashed purity rolling a carpet before you
Kissing the soles of every step forward destiny calls
echoing within four chambers a song for you sings blue
Creeps no light across this nights eclipse
Like a dream bound from hopes design;
But we see only darkness as we lay awake
Separated by a windowpane;
For we are trapped in a land of forgotten change
Held in moonshines grace,
But we shall ever fear our path of tread
As the dark night passes by
The moon did fade as daylight came with a burst of light anew,
The morning takes a silent step to welcome the birth of day,
Sweet bird sings loud its song of verse in the warmth of suns rebirth
While the buds of an earthly bloom inspires all we see;
Hold fast a beam of quiet light, bound to a lost design
Though in the solitude that sunrise brings, we wait that time of change;
For all is lost when dreams depart into the dawn again
And are found intent under the leaf a rose inspires
By M.Norton
There on the river that ran all our pains away
under the bridge that held our dreams up to the sky
over an endless walk to clear out an endless world
with a blanket made of you and a blanket made of me
I blew a wish up to heaven
and an angel whispered back with a kiss
and as the sun fell behind my back
I fell between your eyes where the MoonShines
then with my last breath of cold air
I lost all despair
with a blanket made of you and a blanket made of me
you floated softer then a dream
and felt lighter then snow
you were silk and I was velcro
Lost in an endless river bed of serenity
under a canopy of a thousand bright dreams
over the horizon of your MoonShine
a blanket of you and a blanket of me ,
For Jacky- "You have a smile that can ignite even the darkest of hearts, with the blazing
passions of the heavens."
Let a sky of clouds
Drenched in mustard shafts of light caress
The stars feasting the crispness of the night
Let the sheer twilight be my fortress
Let solitude be my guide
It is the monsoon wind, perhaps, that sends me your breath
Which subsequently sneaks me off
From the pavement of certainty
Only to catch a whiff of your skin
Or even a glint of your magnificence(worthy of sonnets)
Whose beauty transcends my reality
It is the midnight chirp of the beetles elsewhere
That soothes me to sleep
Each note is a syllable of sound free falling
Whose music seeks no violin,
Whose tune hums nothing but the rich surrealism
Of your psalm-sculpted anatomy:
May it be your sigh exhaled against your fingertips
And of your eyes sensual as the sidewalks of your lips
May it be your breast nestling on your chest
And of your walk coupled with the off-rhymed stillness of your talk/
Let it be the goosebumps burst with moonshines teeming with hyacinths
As I hang transfixed from the extinction of your
scent.
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