I have no idea why they call me plaid girl the urchin said.
She was wearing a plaid dress in blues, yellows and red.
Her plaid scarf and hat you could see all the way down the hall
on her red and green hat was a fuzzy red yarn ball.
On her feet were boots also stamped in big bold plaid.
I think I can guess why said my observant brother, Tad.
Ahhh! Ahhhh!
So close, ever so close
Adjacent I see you
Such colorful view
Immediate all eyes on you,
Beloved Beautiful
Though far away
No distance in prayer
Whispers
I hear you close.I see you close.I feel you close a witness of this.You're my host hush just be still
If It's to be His will. Our Father's will
He'll be Our host close
Adjoining devoted
I feel.\nYou nearby
Concluded dearly bosom
Future covenant touch
Ever so close , i've noticed you consciously observant is to breathe the breath
We soul share so see me sotoh me when you touch such ooooh ahhh
Just be a host we'll be close
3/23/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Take Refuge
Sometimes we dwell towards shelter
These days are uncertain
Darkness and confusion with rage bleeds cancer
Rest upon the shadows from the most high
The Lord is my refuge
Trust no matter where the road leads you
With faithfulness, remain humble
Be observant and open minded
Don’t follow the corrupted world or evil ways
Lean on him within the storm
Angles watch over us from above
One day we will meet again
Watch for his return beyond the clouds
Soon depart from below
In Heaven will be peaceful beyond your imagination
Detroit Rolls Royce
Actually a “Cherry Picker”,
A Royce costume,
Disguising Yonah’s rise,
Repairing Balmore’s eruv slicker,
Faster than a Lamborgini volume,
But TA’s Gabbai is wise,
Checking wires needs a “Stickler”,
An observant Jew who doesn’t assume,
Taking pains to apprise,
R’ Ribiat is a George Washington “flicker”,
Both are Fathers, Yonah of the Ribiat Bloom,
Detroit Tiger & Lion prize,
Ty Cobb wore knickers,
R’ Ribiat a “Bekesher” plus reads volumes,
Hears Baila’s sighs & cries,
Eats Kosher, laughs never snickers,
Enjoy to 120! Adar zoom resume!
Chaim & Barbara
The anticipation should have
been conveyed to the audience
his audience was observant to
his developing character which
allowed him to move through
obstacles to become the champion we
believed him to be
Movements that are fluent and
convincing: pose to pose
Never overlapping the staging
In sequence spares those who
marvel performance over character
drawing lines to speak the story told
Spoiling the audience with familiar
Moves and exciting them with
difference in opposition to
boredom with a reality of self
preservation under the
guise of being extraordinary
stands a sporting
professional eager to be
seen as best !
Written by:
Talus Jove Masculinta
Of Aria,Aria
Circa When Inc.
S’ils ne savent garder distance,
Parle au léopard des neiges,
marche en gardant confiance,
En observant les montagnes,
s’ils ne savent garder distance,
Peut être sauras tu rêver,
Dans les jardins de la vallée,
rencontreras la belle Nadège ?
S’ils ne savent garder distance,
Grimpe sur les toits de Florence,
Va provoquer cette chance,
Parle au léopard des neiges
S’il ne savent garder distance ?
If they don’t know how to keep their distance,
Talk to the snow leopard,
walks while maintaining confidence,
While observing the mountains,
if they don’t know how to keep their distance,
Maybe you will know how to dream,
In the gardens of the valley,
will meet the beautiful Nadège?
If they don’t know how to keep their distance,
Climb on the roofs of Florence,
Go provoking this chance,
Talk to the snow leopard
If they can’t keep their distance?
we are being watched
by our observant oven
she keeps us honest
when we mix batter
too bad she cant set herself
three hundred fifty
When Eyes keep finding You
In spite of training the Heart not to
It turns out to be a futile effort
to even think of parting from You
When Days turn into Months
yet your Thoughts keep leaving impact
when ignorance makes me observant
and pay more respect towards You
When your voice shines out of all
I end up believing to be more sensitive
when it's Something about You
It feels important to listen to You
I see light in your mere presence
even when you are actually absent
like tokens of brightness in the dark
You give off hope, leading the right path
So, to tell you the truth
My world does revolve around You
I'm just an observer
always there for You,
and You're in the limelight
always the centre of my Life!
from a hiding place,
i watch the wildlife
living life.....always searching
my favorite is all of them
they are so free but not so free
they make something so hard to the blind eye look so easy
the wildlife help me to see, without even seeing me, that my life ain't so bad after all
from a hiding place,
i watch the wildlife
living life.....always observant
however, knowing that they can never fully observe everything
they love hard and unconditionally while at the same time being understanding and gentle
they protect with everything in them so willing to die for theirs
they make something so imperfectly challenging look like the perfect piece of cake
the wildlife help me to realize, without even realizing, that i still have so much to learn about living (until i die)
Mirrors stand sentinel in homes,
African homes, where they're often still,
unused, like dining tables turned decoration,
gathering dust, devoid of purpose.
At night, when men slumber, the shadows stir,
underworld spirits manifest, their forms shifting,
observant, operative, unseen by mortal eyes,
yet their presence felt, a whispered rumor.
Ghommid spirits lurk, invisible, yet real,
their existence a mystery, a hidden truth.
Some abhor mirrors, standing tall,
reflecting their horrors, infuriating them.
Their rage unleashes chaos, destruction's path,
frustration and setbacks, a trail of broken glass.
The mirror's gaze, a provocative act,
unleashing fury, a maelstrom of malevolent force.
To avoid conflict with powers beyond our sight,
cover the mirror, shroud it in darkness,
silence its reflective surface, still its gaze,
lest the metaphysical realm exact its toll.
Dead Poets Society
Right to choose
Rebellious youth
No hesitation to voice your own opinion
“Carpe Diem” (seize the day)
Unorthodox teachings
Literature and a master piece
Paper writer polished
Ray of light, you only live once
Timeless poetry
Show your own identity
Know who you are
Stand up for what you believe in
Dead Poets Society
Have it no another way
Potential to succeed
Sophisticated above authority
Feet travel limitless
Set goal across the finish line
Stand out of the crowd
Be observant with no sound
A young crow carries them-
selves meticulously, screening
their surroundings. Too wary
to engage with others, but
always so observant.
A golden jewel shines in a
parking lot corner. Tempting
the young crow’s eyes. Their
bill clutches on, fragile by
nature, it breaks.
Glass shards pierces their
tongue, blood cascades on-
to the concrete as the jewel
dismantles. Remnants of a
once pretty rock remain.
Lackluster caws transcends to
inconspicuous woes through
menacing thunder circulating
the floaters, ignoring their
cries.
Drizzles of rain deafening
continuous yelp, a dash of
salt soaking their insides,
their shadow scatters
far away.
I want to sing like the birds sing, NOT worrying about
who hears or what they think."
~ Rumi
And so, it is penned with each poetic verse I write~
I become a nightingale trilling in the dark of night
A mourning dove, tenderly crying for a lost soul
Spring's first robin, tempting a worm from its hole
I'm a warbler, a thrush with songs that need singing
A swallow in Capistrano, north with my flock, winging
Hummingbird searching for sweet nectar to drink
Ebony raven whose observant eye can give you a wink
I'm a wee sparrow but my voice demands to be heard
I know the lyrics to sing for I've memorized each word
I'm part of an avian chorus crooning like a symphony
Musically arranged for our voices in harmonic polyphony
Four Wheels
I saw a stranger in a wheelchair.
At the gym shooting hoops by herself.
The courage to keep on going.
No care toward what someone else would be saying.
In a big room all to yourself.
Enjoying life, with no one else.
When was the last time you helped out a stranger?
New memories they would be thankful for.
It’s better to give than to receive.
On four wheels, she was being the best she could be.
Do you ever take time out to wonder?
How can the brave move forward?
Just doing her own thing.
She wouldn’t have it any other way.
Someone like them inspires me.
Keep on going to the finish line you see.
Don’t take anything for granted.
The wheels spin in so many directions.
Maybe I’m just observant.
Seeing someone trying on their own.
No excuses for me not to go to the gym.
All the hard work will pay off to be slim.
Just put your foot in the door.
Work your heart out and drop to the floor.
I didn’t even know her name.
If I skipped a day, I have no one else to blame.
The one that shot hoops gave her all.
I guess her favorite sport would be basketball.
Knowing what you know now about life…
from the knowledge you’ve acquired every time you win…and every time you lose…
If you could, this moment, determine how to live the rest of your years…
which attributes would you choose?
Below you’ll find a partial list…for your convenience printed alphabetically…
all answers to the question…Who would I like to be?
Accepting
Beautiful, Brave
Compassionate, Courageous, Creative, Curious
Decent
Empathetic
Famous, Family-oriented, Friendly
Generous, Grateful
Honest
Intelligent,
Joyful
Kind
Loving
Mindful, Moral
Neat
Objective, observant
Quick-witted, Quiet
Reliable, Resourceful, Respectful
Strong
Talented, Trustworthy
Unbiased, Understanding
Virtuous
Wealthy, Wise
Xiphophyllous (see quick-witted)- (hey you’re lucky I found one with ‘X’!)
Youthful
Zealous
If spread out before you…were all the qualities you could possess…
which ones would you choose to bring you peace and happiness?
Of course we all have different answers…different qualities we’d like to possess…
but wouldn’t it be wonderful if the qualities we choose…
led to not only our own…but to everyone’s happiness?
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