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Food Missed
Poetry of the COVID era (read to the end) Thai pineapple rice. Wonton and Yaki Soba Tortufo ice cream. Scallopini veal, halva and also soda Tamago, octopus and yellowtail. Ribs, pasta fagioli. Meat lover’s pie, sword fish, big shrimps and sausage ravioli Scungili marinara. Milkshake. Plus jalapeño poppers Yasai roll. Best Lobster bisque and saucy burger whoppers Wild mushroom omelet. Crunchy tacos....

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Categories: new, america, food,
Form: Rhyme
Please!
A car was parked illegally; The hydrant wasn’t cleared, Plus it was by a nursing home And might have interfered. I never would have noticed it, But signage did impart That a tow truck would be coming ‘Cause the engine wouldn’t start. Thee note said “Please!” perhaps to cops Who rarely have the choice About issuing a ticket to A reprobate Rolls Royce! ...

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Categories: car, new york,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Tomorrow is a brand new day
Yet there's tears on my pillow from the silence of my sorrow In slumber I feel no fears On my pillow, yet there's tears I plan to be happy tomorrow And awake with an inner glow....

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Categories: new, happy,
Form: Rhyme
Third and last trip
2024.4.28 It was our third and final day trip. We visited AI on The Great Ocean Road. For the first time, you admired the scenery was great, While standing at a cliff, looked down to the coast line. The blue sky reflected on the water, The waves splashed onto the rocks Formed strong collisions then sprayed into the air. I was so excite...

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Categories: new, animal, journey, memory, nature,
Form: Free verse
Work Harder: A Collection of Today’s New Stories
1.) Gutter bed for a hope held ransom, Three bottles opened, Drunk reflections of my mirror got me feeling handsome. Can’t go a day. I can’t go a day without a glass handful of rum. Funny how these bottles got me feeling hopeless, Random thought but my problems are the only ways I know to start...

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Categories: new, absence, age, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member DANCING MISTY DAWN NEW DAY-
DANCING MISTY DAWN NEW DAY- cooling breeze new day dawns a light brisk mist covers dawn dancing springs jest 4/24/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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Categories: new, analogy, appreciation, celebration, how
Form: Haiku
Premium Member My new verse takes less than 30 seconds to read
My new verse takes less than 30 seconds to read, unless you're a very slow reader indeed. But from the very first word to the very last, I assure you, the read will go so exceedingly fast, you might even miss that you're having a blast. ...

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Categories: new, giggle, poems, silly,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Habemus Novum Papam
Yes, indeed we have a new Pope. I wonder, however, if we have a new hope. As a matter of facts, we have two popes: One is active and the other is passive, Which means that one is inactive, The latter was a hell of a man who shocked: folks, Foes, rivals, parishioners and cardinals, By resigning his post, By becoming a different...

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Categories: new, age, atheist, death, faith,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member waiting for my new sweatshirt
Sweatshirts are my favorite clothes Warm and cuddly, comfy too I have many as my husband knows In red, pink, green, gray and blue My husband has bought me a little gift A Foghorn Leghorn orange sweatshirt It will be my favorite if you get my drift For the prime driver I will stay alert...

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Categories: new, me,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member New Cracks in Old Stone
New cracks in old stone Just beginning to show, Reveals things never shown Things only one could know Just beginning to show A solid surface scrambles, Things only one could know Shedding into shambles A solid surface scrambles Every chisel brings a change, Shedding into shambles In time, it must arrange Every chisel brings a change Upon hard - headed rock, In time, it must arrange For none can...

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Categories: new, change, metaphor, nature, old,
Form: Pantoum
Premium Member The old and new
Open farms where horses run Back drop of mountains in the sky Tears of joy are calling to cry Released, from lessons, to have fun Valleys filled, freedom to the brim Driving the ledge, just to feel it Peace wraps around me, where I sit Tossing thoughts like a haircut trim Some old ones, no longer welcome Heavy weights, I choose to let go The...

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Categories: new, change, freedom, peace,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Reddi-Whip
Here’s today’s New York surprise I witnessed with my own two eyes: Reddi-Whip, the cans amounted To nineteen (and yes, I counted!). Lined up on a bench, as well As underneath, and I could tell They all were empty, for the caps Were strewn around, by slobs, perhaps. There was no whipped cream residue And raindrops hadn’t sprinkled through, So with these clues, I did...

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Categories: new york, today,
Form: Rhyme
New Normal
I'll be fine tomorrow— a whispered promise to no one, to myself. It's a nuisance, a pain in the assiduous characters of my intellect, unrelenting, well-meaning, but delusional, nothing truly unusual. I'll feel fine in a week. Only the weak build paper-thin walls - desperate shields against a crumbling sky. They're cracking, but denial is refuge. For now. Maybe a month or two? Freedom is just a few short stretches...

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Categories: new, anxiety, health, mental health,
Form: Lyric
Pig on a Spit
Walking down York Avenue, A very urban block, An odor had my senses piqued And then I saw, in shock, In front of a local restaurant A pig turned on a spit. With juices dripping down, it somehow Didn’t seem to fit. It’s not a sight I’ve ever seen, Right out there on the street, And though I’m sure that some would be Excited by that...

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Categories: new york, today,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Highlights of my first Easter feast with my new congregation
At the Easter buffet, the lady sitting next to me said, “You know what honey? Your jokes ain’t all that funny." I said, “You know ~ I’ve been told that. So, that’s kinda old hat. So, can I serve you this breast? Or would you prefer the thigh of this bunny?" For the next joke I told, the pastor...

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Categories: new, children, community, easter, humor,
Form: Light Verse

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