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silver
tinsel wrap
ped around the
christmas tree in the
living room and glass bau
bles hanging from the branch
es with white lights woven in be
tween such a soothing sight to see as
i start my early morning with some pepp
ermint hot cocoa and i just love these december
days
with
the
tree
some hear Audible Voice some see Vision Some Dream dreams and that I wait my predestined estate I asked for what's for me can't I'll wait await my confirmation
Some with a third eye they do spy the figures movement of Shadows fully encapsulated black and white only color as the residue upon me and around you energy swore like bees working making honey
Tensions War ped into the reality fuse would say they have distant testimonials of what they have me displayed I await my predestined hope I will await my confirmation
From my heavenly host
So I've been there and far as I see the stars some wave some winking me I often Ponder as I wonder and my all that I should and will be
Asking those questions why what is the why and what is the reason for the why or no who and I know where but I don't know when and I don't know why gather the thoughts on this plane witnessing this new thing all right patiently awaiting and Glory is God continued to write my story
I await awaiting my confirmation...
2/13/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
These children need a male role model, the teacher said.
But, I argued. He would have to be sane, right in the head.
She rolled her eyes, believing that all males are well-bred.
Which tells me that her global knowledge is all but dead.
What about that dude? I ask as he climbs off a mo-ped.
He doesn’t look like our type, said the teacher, Miss. Fred.
The guy laughed at her idiocy, and picked lint off his thread.
This, my dear, is our Principal, Mr. Theodore also called Ted.
She looks embarrassed, and her face turns a lovely red.
These children need a male role model, she quickly tells Ted.
Ted nods his head and says “I have been to my homestead.”
“Shortly, we will be joined by my big brother Take-No-Prisoners-Ned.”
S - she played like an accomplished musician
T - throughout the whole of the audition
R - receiving a standing ovation after an
A – awe inspiring performance that
D - delighted all, audience and judges alike with
I – impeccable timing and pitch whilst
V - veritable charm seeped from her fingers that even
A - angels would be jealous of, an awesome
R - rendition of unforced precision which
I - in spite of her tender age, was beyond
U – unexpected and all she gave was a
S - shy smile not realising her potential
Message is a quote by Heinrich Heine
09.01.21
Contest: Message in Acrostic 2
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Take me to Madagascar, I said.
The time travel machine turned a brilliant red.
Pushed down hard on the acceleration ped,
We were soon at Archipelago’s head.
I thought these animals were all dead.
Said Cousin Pete, who is totally unread.
Did not know where to start, where to first tread.
Madagascar is an adventure, better than bread.
Saw a strange creature very well-fed,
It began to chase our chief engineer, Zed.
Never did like him, said first mate named Fred.
We heard screams coming from office of Ed.
I bedded down with Joe, of whom I am wed.
Others were screaming; we were quiet instead.
Next morning Ed said he would take over job of Ned.
We decided that night to sleep in the shed.
Tracked animals wherever they led.
Monkey-like beings had created a bobsled.
Photographer greeted them, his name was Ted.
That night we heard more screams – was it Fred?
They’ve got Zed, Ned, and Ted, said the bobsled.
A talking bobsled? And one when cut also bled?
We ran to the spaceship, whose lights were blinking red.
And never spoke of Madagascar again; a sad sorry thread.
Image of Clock Time Second provided by Pixabay
Just A Second Of Your Time
I suspend clung to optimism
apprehend channeled coupled
the uplift swing of the pendulum
exhilarated wholeness, subtle
for complete I, a task begun
trice's, thinks, terms, tic-tocks
of spring dawn unto wintry dusk
calendar masters a world runs
I am off, never lost yet must
nefarious filters ghastly whims
if finding myself out on my limbs
hourglass greets my gold dust
as serenity achieve the ones
each to their specific ambition
no audacity or deciphering dons
an ephemeral interest position
I sensed a serpentine easily
nonetheless, ensure measures
downing dawns a grin treasured
close up a swung ped breezily
a sec ends, repeat escapism
2021 May 26
*1st Place*
ALL YOURS (JUN 3)
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 June 02
*8th Place*
Time
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke: Judged 2021 May 27
There’s nothing more beautiful
Than a native song
A native dance
We move to the beat
Made wide the door
Pulled open the sash
To the simpler things
We can treasure once more
An ethnic custom
A traditional meal
A friendly smile
Crossing over the miles
From someone you knew
Once long ago
There,
With you still
Smiling down upon you.
December 12, 2020
Party Folk Julia Ward
No pomp we have enough pomps
No ceremony
i seem to be quite bletherie
Which means i like to chat
or at least con the verse
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p.............................ped U
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I wrote the last line in
Reversed creation as i bleed a pendulum swing
different shades of profanity
once actually said f**kf**ketyf**kf**k to a settee
just to annoy the vicinity
wHATS THISall about
trust me even i have
doubts
any body seen a sanity
here abouts
how many Polish
people does it
take to polish
a Colombian
woman's
toes???
i don't
know but
i'm Irish and
Italian so it just
takes one one of
me and one if her
BEAUTY INNATE ATMOSPHERE EARTH’S EDEN-COLLABORATION
To exalt admiration;
Freedom grain soils;
Magnetic fascination;
Kin to emancipation;
Father of nature tolls;
Charismatic, elfin, enchanting, fed;
Soil gathered structure particles- ped;
The physical world collectively;
Substance, character, identity;
A connection internal;
Stirs emotions supernal;
The universe, the cosmos, natural forces;
Amidst mankind’s-humanity divorcées;
Alluring the breathtaking beauty of nature;
Temporal placement for all God’s creatures;
Beauty innate the atmosphere, nature is unparalleled;
As we feel deeply compelled;
Provokes intoxication;
Eden gardens diversities natural-nature spells;
AFFINITY WITH NATURE
7/7/19
Placed 3rd in Contest
"For contest FINETUNE THIS COLLABORATION”
Sponsored by Line Gauthier"
i woke
up hard
ly bare
ly but
think
ing
that
time
as time
goes by
steal
ing a
line
by say
ing play
it play
it Sam
then
my
mind re
members
see
ing
for
the first
time that
oh so
famous
ly Dali
hang
ing on
a wall
at MO
MA
war
ped
as
my
son a
nd i had
to get
close
r
to
see
what
time the
clocks had
stopped
Our appetite wanted more
Bun and cheese, or potted meat sandwich
They were handed out all in a row
From his small room
Its front door slightly ajar
One unbelievable
Kind hand, fed more than four
Reginald led the way and spoke
"Mr. Drummings, yu hav anyting?"
It was rare not hearing locks unlocked
The ringleader was mostly welcome in
Four siblings, four sandwiches, one hand waving us on
He would feed himself in silence
Inside, where
Some unspeakable spirit lurked
Hunger was no joke to Reg. and us
His role of self-reliance
Modeled after same sex
Granny, and Papa, and Mama had no clue
One afternoon, it was just Reg. and I
In the twinkle of an eye, this opening
My stomach gnawed and caved
A chubby hand shooed me on with a wave
I walked toward St. John (our Primary school)
Felt a sudden sickening lonesomeness
Later, much later
The old man lived
In backyard he dwell
Beside body builder's home
His small wooden abode, seemed enough
It sat humbled, beside Reggie's concrete home
Was the old man eased, from his burden?
*
Finely chopped Basil atop red tomato bisque
A soup as fine as a sweet kiss from tender warm lips that risk
Licorice scent adorns lean beef and carrot stew
Like sweet surrender to a love that recently renewed
Green glowing chopped chives dancing in butter alive
Alluring adorable lover dance 'pon motion thrive
Tasty heavenly honey mixed with Cajun spice
A little sweet with spicey desire sexy sugar nice
Like food love tempts all senses and brings to them life
Romance steps softly to lead the way to taste spice twice
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest: Alliteration, Assonance, Consonance Couplet Alphabet
Written: December 12, 2013
Couplets in Poulter's Measure
12 syllables first line/14 syllables second line
I want to be a part of this, and also accepted, everybody says I’m smart, there is so much in my head, my brain is light as air, while my heart is heavy led, and the world is full of color, but I’m only seeing red. I just want you all to know, I never wanted to be dead, everybody eats their own, and I’ve already been fed, I am no such thing as crazy, I can live without a med, I was running in a race, and I finished with one ped. I am sitting at a feast, but its only filled with bread, please just let me calm me down, no I do try not to tred, I feel bad for everything, I take back what I just said, I pretend that life is fine, but I fall apart instead. People tell me stand and fight, but I have already fled, I belong in an asylum, now I am strapped to the bed, two years I’m still alone, all the tears that I do shed, and my mind is filled with wonder, while my heart is full of dread.
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Long ago I lost a precious thing that used to lift me up as it lifted burdens shouldered with it's way of
tender holding .How barren now that what has left it's mark to shame us .Just in a role and this acheless
rage so apt a trick it lies alone as so in many ways reaching each as it denied us. Tertiary paid in knowledge
first an icon green so paramount.Strip ped barren now and left us naught but naked thoughts of whats
spilled a path while denying everything but woe to us the wickedness to whats yet still left so easily still
wanting.
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