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Veneration to Mary:
Blessed Among Queens
Oh Mary, handmaid of Jehovah
She has our veneration of hyperdulia
Below God, but above all queens
She is Blessed Among Queens
Oh Mary, blessed are you by Jehovah
Our honor & adoration to you, Regina Maria
Praise God for having blessed you among the many
We venerate next to Him the Queen Mary.
Amen.
-10/28/2019
(Dumarao)
*Veneration to Mary as Blessed
Dream lover come out of the blue
I desire a visit from you
Say you love me true
As I so love you
All my dreams include you, they do.
You are the essence of my dreams
So true to life, is how it seems
You light up moonbeams
O’er rivers and streams
You’re the jewel in crowns of queens.
When I awake you are still there
In all I do, every prayer
I’m so glad you care
I love you, I swear
To you I lay my lonely heart bare.
Earthen motte mounds and bailey burg
Sludge strongholds severed for siege
Norman castles cut of stone surge
Vowed vassals, the lords of liege
Round refuge tower of ashlar
Lured strums of Celtic cither
While they tend to tiers of mortar
Howling high waters hither
Gemlike blades grassy shades of green
Sailing seas beckon smartly
Hair to partly pare ployed the teen
Pirate Queen awaits Bartley
Homeland hush weave no words but mum
Forum flouters of gainsay
Dark Lady of Doona they hum
Legend of the Blacksod Bay
Fortress chieftain forges her case
Ní Grace unbowed by Bingham
Royalty rises face to face
Let them lie Ó Máille clan
Lyrate luck of her Irish pride
Aside vassal villeins sought
Herstory harmonized resides,
‘pon castles cloaked earthen motte
Christmas rose, Iphianassa suffers in her soul’s asylum, your elixir the only
panacea for fox-skinned maínomai
Lonely sawsan, proud swords erected in red dead rivers of brotherly love,
refugees granting asylum to lost birthrights
Tempestuous mirella, vagrant sadist cutting Cheshire grins
into your fantasies, il mio timore più grande era che io morissi prima di te
Peaceful kardi, atlas moths sway against Solomon’s palms, carrying
pollinated songs to queens of sun-born blackness in Amana’s sanctuary
Cheap cardboard clothes and tearaway dreams
Coupons drip dry thru lush laden aisles
This menagerie's not quite what it seems
Stitched across all their cheap cardboard smiles!
They'll tell you what's hot, sell you what's not
Just bring your friends, come play in our yards
While you buy and buy all that they've got
They smile while they fleece greased credit cards!
Designer rags and shoes that's walked miles
Once you get home, you spy the bungle
Stitched again by imitation smiles
They're the Queens of the Cardboard Jungle!
feather witch queen had a colorful headdress of feathers
she showed it off to her familiar, a black crow named Weathers
Weathers was irritated with the dyed job, it is fake he said.
She got angry and gave him a super noogie on his fat little head.
On board
in corners of my mind
forfeit never, it’s
c a
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sacrifices for queen's gambit
The quivering quitters, quaking and quacking
In quite a quizzing quagmire, quietly
Quash their qualms. The ***** quest they have acquired,
Is a quandry of quantum quantity.
Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters
Mother we are your children
We should have understood
And who to say we didn’t or should
As adults what we were
When we were children
Mother’s embrace to Elohim Abba Father
His Kingdom Kings/Sons, His Queens/Daughters
We now embrace, mother’s embracement now in such
---A beautiful place
For all eternity, Hallelujah thanks be to God
And to God be the Glory
Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings/Sons-Queens/Daughters
12/26/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
In pursuit of curves, some choose the lift,
A quest for beauty, a transformative shift.
But amidst the surgeries, a deeper tale,
A journey where self-love might set sail.
No judgment for choices, the paths we take,
Yet ponder the reasons, the risks we undertake.
Society's pressures, perceptions we bear,
A world where self-worth is laid bare.
South African souls, playing a role,
In the pursuit of beauty, losing their goal.
Attachments for love, a side hustle unfolds,
Prostitutes and marriages, tales to be told.
Relationships falter, lost in the void,
A nation sickened, values destroyed.
In African hair, judgment is cast,
Weaves worn proudly, but shadows are cast.
Obsessed with material, souls for sale,
Range Rovers and Mercedes, a tempting tale.
In pursuit of dreams, they trade their core,
Yet later, reflections bring insecurity ashore.
Selling bodies for riches, a path they tread,
But marriages suffer, innocence shed.
In the mirror, they question love's essence,
Forgetting the purpose, losing their innocence.
We are all of us kings and queens
I don't mean in family genes
But: God loves us to smithereens
We're adopted to royal means
(Jesus is King, Mary the Queen)
Today I thought of roses,
thought of you my dear
royalty – God allows us
other kings and queens
shares of His Monarchy
though a jealous God
first and foremost a lover
If hate was diamond
crowns, it could be hard for kind
queens to put them on.
September 27/2023
The Stirling Castle flowers speak
To those who stop their feet and mind walking
And declares in honesty the verity of the corporeal soul
Among the insects who fill the air.
The Queens of the Castle though colourful, beautifully crafted, fresh, scented, celebrated and majestic
Will enjoy a short reign
Before they fade in the summer Sun
But the shortness of their reign
Does not traduce their glory and usefulness.
But the invisible soul smells the new life won
Sees the hope in the beauty
Hears the sound of the Chief musician
Feels the joy of the Producer.
And has Royal ascent to lounge and play
For the dancing Composer calls the tune
Tends His garden
Protects His field
Provides for His guardians.
When these Queens pass,
Next season, new proclaimers will be appointed,
And continue to personify the beauty of Him.
queens crown
emeralds
diamond ruby
dazzlingly flashy
daydream
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