chasing the heat haze on the highway
smoking a spliff while "let it roll” plays
praying to feel your touch by Friday
without adding another cross on the byway
I haven’t seen the world
as it is
for a while
but I refuse to close my eyes
and abide
by their lies
as a mother Searches
ashes
for her child
all so some bastard can watch the sea
while it rises
and dies
I hope this half gets me to payday
although It wont take any pain way
I can Stow it away
for another day
While it watches and waits for my minds decay
they left in 1921
but just took there guns
to Jerusalem
still a child throws a stone
& they break bone
to break soul
in the sky zanana’s flown
to kick hope
show control
wains with nowhere to go
forced to roam
with no home
a Folk with no gravestone
left alone
not a rose
Church Architects
Steeple
People
Jailhouse Clothier
Jailor
Tailor
Navy Misfits
Failing
Sailiing
Imposter Chef
Baker
Faker
Fat Taxi Driver
Flabby
Cabbie
April 12, 2021
for Brian Strand's All Yours (Apr 14) Poetry Contest
Teachers work best when in seminars
Poets read verses in smokey bars
Chefs rock with a spoon
Plumbers show their moon
But Astronomers shoot for the stars!
January 5, 2019
OCCUPATIONAL OPERATION ANIMAL MEANS
Mice eat rice;
While cats, fly kites;
Occupational operation animal means;
And dogs hand glide;
Rambling squirrel’s gather fries;
Occupational operation animal means;
LOL
Occupational operation animal means;
:(
11/17/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
P reparing for work, my uniform blue.
A ligning heart and mind to things ahead.
R eworking puzzles, things that I can do.
A voiding mistakes, fending off the dead.
M any times past, I've knocked at heavens door,
E ntrusting souls that no longer held life.
D istressed and hurting, could I have done more?
I nsisting industry, sadness so rife.
C an one become numb, this job alignment?
S ealing heart against permanent damage?
R ather tools gifted for this assignment,
O n management of ravage from vantage.
L etting mind roam free while getting ready.
E ven mind is kept, and hands are steady.
-Angel Fatale-
-acrostic sonnet-