Panting, with a run-down look
And a pleader's, for
Your man's sympathy
Approach, as when blow, hotly
Days, frail doe, a tree.
Pleasantness! As what relieves
Through coos so o'ertook
Leaves one such sleep-bound
Of safekeeping, for shade thereround
Hugged, suggestive, round.
Where is the sunlight's pleasantness
by time and space across it gets
to eye that's stretched (for here 'tmust stay)
to catch but glimpse of summer’s day?
Where is the fresh and tender blade
that winks from 'neath the husked shade—
now broken for to 'llow it's reach
beyond the dark but shattered breach?
Where is a hungry soul's desire
when met with self-made arms, like wire?
reaching, trying—still they hold
‘gainst every ‘ttempt to escape this this mold.
Can shadow run beyond it's mate
(so much as even hesitate)
when turning now,
another room to view?
No not at all, so tale is told
of life inside this broken mold,
else passers by but see
a shattered you.
For there to find:
The tatter'd eye
looks long to see but glimpse of sky—
of pleasantness, just there…
Across the way.
I AM OF HIM A KINGDOM HEAVENLY BODY-Dedicated VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY 2
The color of purple, is blue;
The meaning of love, is you;
You are the air in me;
I am the fragrance entirely;
In truth I am of you;
Chorus I am yours, you’ve created me heavenly
I am shaped by your hands man and woman
Kings and Queens to rule have dominion over these lands;
It’s your purpose, your will, your plans
I am, your child, I am your heavenly body
The skies in my eyes I view;
In richen by your creative hand construed;
In awe of the pleasantness;
It’s I in you nature caress
I am bless, not pressed;
ChorusI am yours, you’ve created me heavenly
I am shaped by your hands man and woman
Kings and Queens to rule have dominion over these lands;
It’s your purpose, your will, your plans
I am, your child, I am your heavenly body
The meaning of love, is you;
You are the air in me;
I am the fragrance entirely;
In truth I am of you;
All that I am, I am of ALL I AM
So a soul that I am, a HEAVENLY BODY
10/8/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©
January 17 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Genesis 48-50
Key Verse– Genesis 48:3 And Jacob said unto Joseph, God Almighty appeared unto me at Luz in the land of Canaan, and blessed me.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO KEEPS ON BLESSING US
Praise be to God for blessing us continually by His:
Help in our sorrows
Healing in our sickness
Holiness in our separation
Heaven in our sadness
Hand in our solace
Headship in our seeking
Holding in our sagging
Genesis 49:18 Praise be to the Lord for granting me Your salvation
since You are our:
Might, strength, power, and dignity’s excellency
Meaningfulness, honour, and royalty’s reason
Ministry-goodness, blessings, and pleasantness
Morning and moment’s guide and ruler
Genesis 50:20 Praise be to the Almighty for bringing us into His goodness to:
Save us with His gift of eternal life
Seal us with His ownership
Satisfy is with His faithfulness
Sanctify us with His holiness
Separate us with His fellowship
Sustain us while in His work.
Strengthen us against doubts. Amen!
January 17, 2024
LITTERED LIFE
Does every life have a twist in the tail
One follows the trail wherever it leads
At higher speeds, life flashes by so fast
And at last, so little detail one can recall
The bitter gall mixed with pleasantness
But the rest has gone, into the void
Perhaps destroyed by the superficiality
Yet in actuality, it was the usual stuff
And good enough, but not for all time
A paradigm of sorts, a patchy history
A solved mystery, but there’s no prize
I’d surmise that most might not care
Never aware of what richness was lost
Nor count the cost of merely skimming
With the light dimming, it’s only the past
At last, a patchwork life one remembers
Like dying embers, preserving the glow
Beautiful thought love,
Pleasantness and cleanliness,
Behold like a dove.
From far a cool wind gently blows,
There's a pleasantness in the air.
Harsh summer heat steadily slows.
The leaves of trees, new colours wear.
Autumn has come in time to cheer
From far a cool wind gently blows
The season brings everything dear
Stock in squirrel’s granary grows
Leaves fall ending their sprightly shows.
Some go fluttering in the air
From far a cool wind gently blows
Some trees are going starkly bare
Flowers begin to fade and die,
As the season’s about to close
Many birds in flock southward fly.
From far a cool wind gently blows
"a dagger of pain, a tear of grief"
Quote by _Constance La France
It's not always - this tearing pain occurs, yet, so often,
As though it has taken my heart on lease for its coffin;
Somewhere, in a corner, hangs this dagger. I don't know where,
I can feel the pain; I am unable to mark the tear...!
My pain is not new, nor my grief vivid; nor the tear rear,
The dagger has been hurting in some corner; pains I bear;
Unknown feelings are born and they die; tearing and wearing,
No one is seen nursing my wounds, and, for my needs, caring...!
There is, yet, some pleasantness I feel in this unseen tear,
Is it a symbol of some fine mercy beyond compare?
Unknown bleeding within is pooling many a feeling,
Amidst dagger and tear and pain and grief I feel healing...!!!
15 May 2023
Jesus the Splendor, voice before any sound
Earliest word spoken
Silent kind messenger of primeval joy
Unending bright epiphany
Shining as ageless wisdom who calls you in
Classical wonder before any dim star
Heartbeat before weakened blood flowed
Relieving faith before any sweet tear fell
Immemorial still perfection
Soporific and eternal pleasantness
Timeless patience for you at night
Time-honoured meekness that shall attain the world
High-standing calmness for harsh storms
Elegant righteousness as a crown for you
Saintly kindness to be worn by the elect
Primeval gift from the Father
Long-standing attainment through the Father’s grace
Endless blessing before all things
Nirvana of praise that Mani arrived at
Deathless treasure shining with light
Original soft garment of golden light
Revelation of Jesus, the light in you
Based on the hymn "Twenty-Two Aspects of Jesus the Splendor" from the Book of Hymns (page 48) on r/Manichaeism on Reddit (in Resources of Manichaeism section).
Sailing with you in this vast sea of existence
Participating in your pleasantness and pains
Reaching you out in your race toward righteousness
Eliminating each difference between us
Accepting your abilities and adventures
Dialoguing in times of deft doubt and distress
Inspiring, and illuminating your ideas
Nurturing your nature, notions, and noble deeds
Gracing your gifts, goals, grandeurs, glamour, and glories...!
Heightening your health and happiness, and honor
Applauding your attitudes, and agility
Praising your peacefully pure philanthropic paths
Protecting your processes of progressive plans
Intimately uniting with your ideals
Navigating with you through each highway of life
Enthralling your efforts toward efficiency
Savoring the moments of our joy together
Strengthening each other shall we shoulder our loads...?
19 March 2023
Spreading Happiness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
when all is quiet and still
i am at my calmest
i wish that i could enjoy the pleasure of your conversation
oh how i despise the end of certain eras
i still have the old bookmarks with all the happy faces
when all is quiet and still
i am at my calmest
i wish that i could enjoy the cheerfulness of your voice
oh how i wish i could be way more convincing
i still have the old practice tapes seat belt ignorant dummies like myself
when all is quiet and still
i am at my calmest
i wish that i could enjoy the rare pleasantness of your sincere personality
oh how i wish the timing was more biased and strategic
i still have all of the old cassette tapes with a particular irma thomas song that i always come running back to in modern times
Ever heard of a Bitter Lover?
They are generally sweet but like no other,
They topple the towers with their cunning,
And make you scared so you continue running,
The theory of why they are like this is,
They said fair well and buried their pleasantness,
They are always roaming the oiled bridge,
On the edge of the secure well-rehearsed ridge,
Creating rituals to conceal mysteries,
Floating and drifting between many beliefs,
Yet they go and ask another,
Ever heard of a Bitter Lover?
At the edge of shafts, you quested for calmness.
In a Utopia, we whimsey you survived a slash witness.
I swung the specific option to guzzle your unhappiness.
I wiped my knuckles to remove the pleasantness.
Weakness has instantly made my mouth swell across.
Such a blood clot, they plied to moan voiceless.
Supposing we're neutral with ourselves on sharpness.
Concepts might not have evolved this grotesqueness.
How can I be heedful, or may I eagerly shred my kindness?
Nothing would delight me further than to live harmless.
I travel high through the soaring skies
off this Earth
I leave my worth
and upon my chest
the sun rest I am a phoenix scorn
And pleasantness
my reality is in treatment
a casualty of my emotions Saturn scorn
I've been reborn
of Phoenix rising tall
Throughout the land
no one else can
hold my hand when I'm trembling
caress my soul Spirit folds
I am down yet rising Phoenix going
Temperament emotions feelings bent
take a deep breath
inhale whole exhale trembling chest
Holy Spirit rest expunged
expound exhale Phoenix prize rises high
10/7/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
“Limitless” poets and writers quenched their thirst
Dwelled in your “boundless” panoramic view
Bizarre and yet beautiful landscapes dispersed
And the “bottomless” valleys with verdant hue
Mighty blue waters with “infinite” elegance
Make realized that you are inexhaustible
“Unbroken” flow of “endless” pleasantness
Blessed with your incredible beauty, forever laudable
Upholds all living creatures in your caring hands
In thy “everlasting” grace the whole planet embraced
Centuries gone but the “eternal” charisma withstands
Persistent pristine glow can never be effaced.
Writing Prompt - Endless - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Date: 05-06-2021
Placed: 2nd
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