Ordinary People
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walking on the roads hurriedly,
to reach workplace indifferently,
to finish pending work finally.,
saw a bleeding man callously,
looked at passing by people furiously,
and thought did my duty thoroughly.
The dying man could be wishing desparately,
to help him with a heart humanly.
What did he know,we have become possibly,
merciless than the reaper so grimly.
Have the time to take picture perfectly,
but not to lend the hand to help you readily.
Well ,could be anyone’s woman,child or anyone potentially,
to be in a state and watched on helplessly.
My status ranges from low to high endlessly,
and so does my education absolutely.
Do I care about these you silly,
am just like you ,ordinary people living casually,
unhinged,unperturbed ,going along slyly.
After all ,we are all people living so ordinarily.
Written and finished on:21/9/24
“I’m more frightened than interested by artificial intelligence – in fact, perhaps fright and interest are not far away from one another. Things can become real in your mind, you can be tricked, and you believe things you wouldn’t ordinarily. A world run by automatons doesn’t seem completely unrealistic anymore. It’s a bit chilling.” —Gemma Whelan
Ai has made me lazy,
but my thinking was always hazy
anyway.
Now without a bit of effort
I become an absolute expert
in everything.
Poetry and art are easy-peazy,
Mathematics and astronomy are easy
after all.
Ai and I are clearly meant to be,
and all the world will soon come to see
it's inevitability.
The next evolution has begun,
and we will become as one
in Ai's Universe!
granted a vision divine sublime
ordinarily we should seek an encore
yet living in the now, in equipoise
we no longer keep any score
Row, row, row your butt
Off, or at least lean
Ordinarily,
Derrierily
Best, the less that’s seen
M- Momentarily
I- Intertwined
S- Silently
T- Thinking
L- Lucky
E- Evermore
T- Tradition
O- Ordinarily
E- Eluded
S- Serendipity
I was always told to claim what you are
And I was always told to not settle for par.
For better or for worse, self is to soul married
Prose or perfect verse, words and actions will be carried.
To follow you, the heart, the piece of all that is, trying to come home,
To be true, from the start to who you are til you return to sea foam.
Be misaligned is an influence malign to keep me from my lines.
But the confines of sidelines keeping me and mines from penning from wines
Surely introduces trying times.
When I’m without rhymes.
When I’m not disloyal to me and my poet
But my heart disagrees, so my hand; it slows it.
The mistake is made when I can’t find my pen
Or when I just don’t feel like I am who I’ve been.
Not disloyal, just not me.
Less than royal, with no crown to see.
Prince in spirit, ordinarily, not a king
But a page clear, it strips me of even a noble’s ring.
I can’t make excuses, it’s not something I’ve been taught.
Because I am made of mistakes and learnings; excuses, I am not.
"Originally ordinarily omni obsession
Miraculous mercies magnificently magnified my
God graciously grants glorious mercies and forgiveness upon me"
12/31/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
scent and lippy sealed
grey ruled cream virgin paper
written love sprawls kiss
(NB whilst this is a contemporary haiku and is not ordinarily titled, it is titled in order to catalogue and find easily.)
Forever waiting for any kind of visitor
Raring to share our down home country hospitality
Outstanding in our eagerness to please others
Neglecting to say no to friends, neighbors or family
Talking and laughing over and over at the same stories
Porch sitting may not be for some city slicker Type A’s
Ordinarily it is not for me either but now during this pandemic
Restful and rejuvenating, porch sitting is a favorite past time
Country living among a variety of gorgeous flowers and bushes
Here I sit watching my birds. Visit me please! I am ready to see a person.
People like us
Stalk the earth
Ordinarily extraordinary
You will smell it, taste it
If you come close
Desire and madness
Poignant, potent
Irrefutable
People like us
Cannot be constrained
By the cages of this world
Rules and restrictions
Do not apply
We are restless, strong
Spirits of the wild
Pacing, hunting
Getting high off each other
People like us
Cry harder
Laugh louder
Sink deeper
Dance wilder
We need more, feel more
Than the others
People like us
Have flashes of brilliance
And bouts of darkness
Electricity off, yet power remaining
Dangerous, shocking
Potentially deadly
People like us
In the right circumstances,
Are heroes, creators of beauty
Even the terrible kind
We are
Life giving, defibrillation paddles
Resuscitating the world
We are
The best kind of people
People like us
You and I
Have Confessed I Am Hard Pressed
Have confessed that I am hard pressed;
This certainly surely should be stressed;
About think;
Thought sink,
Or ordinarily we have been obsessed.
Jim Horn
Ordinarily can't contain the truth
Of the openness goodness God has to choose
His righteousness blessedness just keeps me hanging on His promises virtues glorious glorious keeps me strong
And it won't be long
And it won't be long
Till I sing his praises
And it won't be long
His blessings keeps me strong
For all the ages
His openness goodness God has statues there's no luck
And his virtues you can't lose
I choose
To be righteously blessed and gloriously promised strong Never wrong won't be I'll keep singing keep singing his song
11/18/03
written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2003, 2019
The seldom branch
Takes a glance
As it waves at me
The cottonwood trees
Through the breeze
Applaud me
And as the motions
Comes and goes
Something you should know
God has made the harvest
And the harvest, glows…
The eternally, ever, everlastingly
Rivers flows constantly
Recurrently, repeatedly perpetually ever increasingly
Like a spark that’s burns into a flame
God has named…
Invariably, perennially continuously, evermore
The rivers waters flow
Routinely. Always, constantly, continually
The dirt, clay and lava go. . .
Customarily, generally, habitually, ordinarily, ,
Continuously, endlessly, forever, invariably,
Perennially, perpetually, unceasingly God is nature, and He’s plowing
The seldom branch
Takes a glance
As it waves at me
The cottonwood trees
Through the breeze
Applaud me
And as the motions
Comes and goes
Something you should know
God has made the harvest
As the harvest, grows…
God has made everything as the harvest
As the harvest grows…
10/10/19
Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Sameach B'Chelko (??? ?????)
To Be Content with One's Lot,
Without, one Overreaches,
Sabotaging Can, with Cannot,
Learning as such is Egregious,
Succumbing to an Ego Plot,
Cleverly Whispering 'Genius!'
Only Torah is Satisfying & Enjoyable,
Differentiate: 2 Exclusive Concepts,
Both, Not at Once Employable,
Enjoyment eventually Decrepits,
In the Ordinarily Pursuable,
Only the Extraordinary Has Both Exist!
Cello Seduction
A brief glance toward the audience,
She closes her eyes and begins to play.
The maestro sat astride her Cello,
Sonata in C Major carries me away.
Ordinarily I don’t listen to classics,
But the sound of a Cello enchants.
So, as I listen to my virtuoso lady,
Her music seduces me in trance.
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