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Leap Of Faith

Looking out
he took that step
intrepid
and risked it all

Faith to act
as his belay
one last piton 
in the wall

Descent set free
in motion
a true heart
to guide him down

For love of life
and moments gone
belief once lost
—refound

(The New Room: December, 2023)

The Road

24 hours
alone with myself
the road goes on and on

24 hours
in my own space
exemption rides along

24 hours
eternity breached
its imagery returns

24 hours
tomorrow today
whose light forever burns

24 hours
becoming undone
the parts fall back in place

24 hours
the wind at my back
withdrawing from the race

24 hours
a voice calls my name
in birth year reverie

24 hours
my soul to reclaim
in what was meant to be

24 hours
Kerouac damned
a false reflection shown

24 hours
each road sign that calls
direction out on loan

24 hours
the moment reframed 
once lost but now refound

24 hours
24 lifetimes
—inward outward bound

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

Uncharted

Let the moment continue
there’s no peace to make
no past to refight
or future at stake

Uncharted not lost
forever inbound
the instant repeating 
—with memory refound

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Been Renewed Remade Now I'M King of Mine Domain -

Something inside of me 
Has come in between me 
It has set me free
Severed my heart from my soul 
My mind's embellished reprocess 
I am better now
 I am in no longer doubt 
With the power from on high 
I am revisited,  I am chosen 
I am refound, remoted 
Remade I am now no longer a servant nor slave 
I am King of Mine Domain
Amen

12/27/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Butterfly's Song

I've heard,
What goes away comes around.
Does it mean,
We've got our chances to be refound?

Cause I lost all of my dreams,
As they turn into conspicuous grims.

The butterfly's song
Has always been my favourite Sound.
Was it my fault, anyway or another?
As the lyrics remained unfound.

All those butterflies, were they wrong?
Cause they felt like a heavenly song.

I was there, you missed to see.
I am here, recognize me.

Last Bell

Senses untamed,
spaces to reign

Bodies that die,
spirits to fly

Length or by width,
time is a myth

Dimension aground,
essence refound

Eyes looking forward,
eyes looking back

Eyes looking inward,
soul reattached

All that was spoken,
providence sings

Grand sublimation
—last bell to ring

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Damnation Refound

A Mississippi back road,
burns in my mind

Its memory twice buried,
resurfaces, reminds

That Mississippi back road,
you once led me down

Perdition, destruction
—damnation refound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Through Tears

She wiped the tears
from the eyes of tomorrow

Her present uncovered
—her vision refound

(Superior Wisconsin: August, 2019)

What's In a Name

IT WAS FIRST WORD OF MOUTH
WE HEARD SOME RAMBLINGS
ON THE RADIO
THEY SPOKE OF THINGS
IN WORDS THAT
ALL COULD UNDERSTAND
WE THOUGHT IT THROUGH
AND REFUSED WHAT WE HEARD
THEIR ARE MORE OPPOTUNITIES
FOR GROWTH AND BETTERMENT
IT IS MADE FOR US TO GAIN
A GREATER UNDERSTANDING
THROUGHT THE NETWORKING
THESE PEOPLE EMPLOY
THE POTENTAIL FOR TALENT
AQUISITION MEANS
WORK FOR THOSE WHO HAVE LOST
THE POTENTAIL TALENT
THESE POTENTIAL TALENTS THEN
MAKE THEIR PRESENCE FELT
AMONG THEIR NEW COMRADS
WORKING TOGETHER
THROUGH THE STORMS OF REFOUND VALUE
THE NEWNESS OF BEING TOGETHER
THE DESIRE TO LISTED APART
OR ABOVE



THAT HIS AFORDS FOR BEING BEST
MIGHT NEVER BE IN VAIN
THAT HIS MERE PRESENCE
SIGNALS THE BEGANNING
OF A NEW ERA
THAT THOSE WHO DISPSIE HIM
MIGHT ALLY WITH HIM
AND THOSE WHO LOVE HIM MIGHT EQUAL HIM TO GAIN
VICTORY ( OR DEFEAT)
CONTESTED AND DEFINED
BEST ABOVE ALL ELSE

Renew'D Interest

when we set our sights to something
might those who want to see beyond the 
ordinary, might they see, and with sight find
answers, to ask new questions.
exploration from the need of thought 
beyond the scope of now,
to find a future.
a future of finding exploring, and
expanding.
Than next to the newest find
might interest and refound newnest
than makest those who want to explore
have an interest to explore.
we heard this, and found those in ttendance willing to
want to invest into the aironuantic future. of the planet
Newfoxx Nattie.

Just a Light Crossover

The elapsing of the year gets almost everyone busy, 
listing things to do and not to;  
What to leave out or cross over with
Recreating the disfigured concepts of one's entity,
Refilling the unfilled rows and columns of a mystery,

It is  like a bridge paradoxically unseen in the natural,
A bridge which, others cross over unconsciously, Like people in the North Sentinel Island, the Pintupi Aboriginals;
They're undisturbed with technical, social or economical changes.

The beginning of a year, is like taking a long-light trip 
 through a hall with appeasing leeways 
 Getting lost and refound in the process 
Through this travel each one has precepts to follow
The exit way is either an achievement or a lesson

Each day is a cross over, 
Each night is a ride which takes everyone to past, 
 present or future events 
Each morning is a recreation 
To reconstruct the fragmentary initiative. 

A happy and reproductive 2018 to the poetry members. 
:)

Capital Acclimations

Capital means head,
whether healthy or swollen.
That leading toward healthy wealth place
and pace.
Capital is where my head is at today.

Capitalism may be where my competing head has turned
while social and natural eco-capital
could become where our cooperative hearts evolve,
revolve,
resolve,
resound,
rebound,
refound.

Hearts, like minds,
are bicameral,
as embodied arms and legs,
eyes and ears,
and even nostrils,
are bilateral,
even syncretically stereophonic
stretching dance to rhythmic sound.

Capital grows where my EitherOr deductive head works out Win or Lose
and revolves more therapeutically
where my BothAnd inductive heart plays out
and in,
up and down,
diastatic through stasis,
regenerative through degenerate,
love through terror of ego-loss,
to re-ingenerate again.

We can throw our capitalistic arms against each other
yet we all breathe and beat
this same cooperative capital
wu wei,
MidWay 
Yang with YinYin
WinWin.

The Last Bell

Senses untamed,
  spaces to reign

Bodies that die,
  spirits to fly

By length or by width,
  time is a myth

Dimension aground,
  essence refound

Eyes looking forward,
  eyes looking back

Eyes looking inward,
  soul reattached

All that was spoken,
  providence sings

Grand sublimation,
 —last bell to ring

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Damnation Refound

A Mississippi back road
  burns in my mind

Its memory twice buried,
  resurfaces, reminds

That Mississippi back road,
  you once led me down

Perdition, destruction,
 —damnation refound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Ordinary Eternal Machinery

Out of the cold of depression;
Into the spring of hope.
Coursing by way of incession,
Slowly learning to cope.

No longer I wait for tomorrow;
Screaming and pleading a truce.
Gone are the valleys of sorrow,
In the mountains I refound my youth.

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