You stand and mock me from afar today,
Ignoring truth disguised behind your fear,
Not knowing who you mock or why you stray.
Cold walls of ignorance grow in the way,
Dividing those who should be drawing near.
You stand and mock me from afar today.
A fragile mind that doubts will often sway,
Distrust prevails, obscured by shadowed sneer.
Not knowing who you mock or why you stray.
But brighter dawns can break the cold array,
When hands reach out with love, not hate, sincere.
You stand and mock me from afar today.
Can we not choose to walk a kinder way,
Where acceptance builds the bonds we hold dear?
Not knowing who you mock or why you stray.
If hearts unlock and move past old dismay,
We’ll find a truth beyond our spite and fear.
You stand and mock me from afar today,
Not knowing who you mock or why you stray.
After the down pour
Of a heavy rainfall
The wet fence dries off
Now the wet spot shows
A wet spot shape heart
Done by Mother nature
Extraordinarily winter jest
As a youth licking metal fence post constantly;
Treated for iron overload given Exjade;
Beyond what is ordinary or usual:
Exothermic, exothermic change So exothermically:
Exothermal my tongue burns from the frozen heat
Froze bite reaction releasing heat this is what I get for placing my tongue on the fence gate
Exultant
So exultant am I joyful and proud especially because of triumph of success;
Marked by great joy or jubilation; triumphant.Oh!
No more am I metal mouth
2/18/20
For Exalted Words Poetry Contest
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a feathered bird lit down from the tree;
alas, it floated down like a leaf;
no known moving breath;
It just lit ON THE FENCE...
a running squirrel scarring from tree to tree;
his feet dances;
across limbs and branches;
his tail is waving in the wind;
as he to jumps ON THE FENCE...
O' life is well spent
As the squirrel and bird both sit on
ON THE FENCE...
10/5/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
On the Fence With Mueller
By Franklin Price
7/25/2019
Mueller a good example
Of straddling the fence
The report and his conclusions
Makes many of us wince
Says a lot while saying nothing
Pointing fingers all the while
The end result rediculous
Conclusions make both parties smile
Can spin results as they see fit
He opened up the door
Meaningful information
Left out and on the floor
Testifying in the house
Made all this evident
After spending many millions
Did not charge the president
He blamed the lack of charging
On the policies in place
Didn't sound as if they were the law
I think there's egg upon his face
Did not address impeachment
Would not say it out by name
God forbid a hand was forced
That's not how he played the game
The report is very troubling
Its conclusions largely fail
Mueller chose to ride the fence
Should have left town on a rail
Where has all this left us?
Has placed us even more apart
Two years of time and money
No more along than at the start
Something bout to happen, I'm on the fence;
Actions and behaviours, I'm on the fence;
Deleted
Somewhere fathoms down crosses;
Burden
Worlds bout' to burn, someone push the button;
Nukes of mass destruction;
Denominational followers;
Christians some, sinners some;
Worshipping Anti-Christ;
My advise, deleted;
People watch those "Tweeted"
Whom do you trust, true Jesus
We need ya!
I'm on the fence;
fathoms down crosses;
Burden
I'm on the fence;
Deleted
5/23/19
It would be wonderful if it were true
Battling preposterous pros and cons
Tormenting entwining glances
How much longer can this go on
Battling preposterous pros and cons
If only you were older or I younger
How much longer can this go on
They say age shouldn’t matter
If only you were older or I younger
Tormenting entwining glances
They say age shouldn’t matter
It would be wonderful if it were true
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
on the
fence
always
lived
one foot in
one foot
outside of
the box
inter-changeable
behaviors
unstable motivational
changes
indecisive indecision
unclear clarity
clear as mud
You should see my fence
It reaches up to my knees
And so am sure you are wondering why i have to sit on it
Like i should just choose the side i want to be
The good or the bad
It's that easy
Or so it seems
Am definitely not evil
That much i know about myself
Am good, i wear it well
Just ask the people that know me
Or maybe don't
Things may come up
On friday nights am always dipping my toes in those fires
They burn but they are fun
I go wild and crazy
Sometimes out of control
I know, it sounds like i need help
And then come saturday morning
Or lets say, saturday afternoon
Am a hangover mess
Then come Sunday
I like the sound of church bells
They make me feel so pure
Am always wearing my sunday best
On sundays
That day i get sanctified
And hope the same for the following days
Unless someone ticks me off
My little fence
Leaning here and there
Now i know why i can't fit in
If am not this, am that
Am a dress rehearsal
Which is a dangerous game
Am good but not evil
I sin but not that much
I was sitting on the fence
When you were passing
I thought I could get to you
When you were smiling
But it seems you are far away
From my love
I was charmed by your moves
As you were walking
I thought I could feel the love
In you
But as you walked and passed me
My world became empty
I was sitting on the fence
Watching you disappear
With a love waiting by the corner
I cried out my heart
Cause I lost you to another forever.
We say our past is in our past
but when it comes to us it never really is
Doubt destroys faith
when you don't want to trust the happiness
we're both guilty of that
I still look at you in amazement
of how I got this far
To be able to feel so comfortable
and so safe
To be able to look at your pictures
and long for you
I no longer look and long for him
like I do for you
Your my every thought and intention
but I still want him as only my friend
I know who I am and I'll always stay true
I role play in my head
and I always pick you
I think you need to see my face
To know that I'm sincere
I don't know what else you want me to do
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