Adventure Nature Poems

Through the many days
Up and down marking each their hours
So do minds sail their curious course.

With each weighed anchor leaving swirling trails
Showing the world what...

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Despite the cold chill
Traveling this zigzag road
Life's must go on thrill....

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Blossoms the dandelion
Renaissance premises ion
Borderline scripted small fonts
Newspaper article daunts



4/15/24 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
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ECLIPSE


Hour by hour
Minute by minute
People come to visit
From the early morning sun
It seems so far the clouds have won
From sunshine to darkness
The eclipse is upon...

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Well, I must say that I did not want to walk two hours, some days I am downright tired of diabetes

So I drove to Logonna...

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I spring alone with forgotten memories and shattered letters, I waltz through every landscape, I leap unendingly, sprinkling imprints of my fondness as rippled dunes...

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Train bypassing just over the rivers bend
Sturdiest and unpromising of bridges, carry my feet along your lumber
Steal away the time I should be an honorable...

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The tides have turned for all but a few
Because of this we hide inside seashells,
On the ocean floor.
And we sail to another existence,
And Prevail!
And while...

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Meet me in the meadow, where the golden grass sway
Come see the special place the wildlife play
Run with me, sing with me, dance under the...

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TO THINK

the frequent mangling 
thoughtful tangling
factuation intensified by the love of the wise, is no wiseman at all, but
a commoner sequence going on and on....

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I was an inscrutable, capricious mystery writer, like a pure mystery of days;
And I had composed best selling novels, like westering sun's scarlet phase.

An unparalleled...

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J is for joy, the feeling of a new year
A is for adventure, the promise of the unknown
N is for nature, the beauty of winter
U...

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Old Mountain tales of love spin 'neath dawn's blush,
Elderberries, purple ink drop pearls, drawing me nigh.
Ah! Her laughter, a honeybee’s dance in summer’s rush,
Ignites my...

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I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change,
Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged.

Studying the said effects on...

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The trail ahead of me is a silk scarf over green hills; it undulates with the earth, leading into the horizon of land meeting sky....

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