Every substance I used to do were done of my good will.
Though I resent how a few would oh so carelessly spill
About my solo choices; I just wish they would've been more chill.
"By the squeaky old gate that tomorrow will find,"
kindness is a necessary handkerchief:
convex lips to meet mine with gentle understanding
words that tenderize as a snarling babe sedated by mother's milk
Please wait for me there
never minding fallen appearances
spider veins spindled in my corporation - bogus skins -
depleted gums, haunted eyes
Extend a posy, a leaf of scripture, a lump of sugar
be impressed at the flounce of this wisteria skirt
and silver-studded circulation stockings
in remembrance of my blush
Isotopes of a larger part
Extractions or
Variants isolated to its
Purity
Clustered to fuss and
Burst or reburst into a
Larger reaction
Each moment of a second is
Then equal from end to end
Moreso that its stability to
endure can be made safe for
the sake of endurance
To make regular usage of
What could be be
From the position of improvement
Advancing and duplicating what has
Been advanced to create a source of
reliable power, from the simplicity of
Science.
Facts to forward the advancement of
a stable source. Elongating what has been
done to reap the benefits of its possibly.
Fusion to make one second into 60 in a safe
and productive manner!
Hitherto
Giving and receiving
Advice
In regards to life Excetera
This may actually help and be of use
And the most crucial and important of all
Try your best to be comfortable in your
own skin and company
So you aren't afraid of being alone
And are then able to wait for the right
One or person to come along
So you don't end up rushing into
And making rash judgements
When it comes to your love life
Just incase you end up with someone
Who may not in fact love you back
And had no intention of staying with you
And it eventually ends up with you
In the family way
Having a child with them
With them being your child's other half
And you having to co - parent
And trying your level best to get along
Because you have no other choice
If only for your child's sake
Who you now unfortunately
Have come to regret
And now wished you had never ever met
And wonder what on earth you were thinking
Or possessed you to go out with them
Or found attractive about them in the 1st place
Least of all their personality
Or lack thereof
He sends his regards
the big blowhard
She sends her regrets
delivered 'no-sweat'
Whether of what, o'ershadows
For our lordly ways
At the level of a friend
Do keep us always;
If low bent, or on grazed knees
Preferential eyed.
What applies to any child
Can here be applied.
In regards to my last night's
previous thoughts
Following on from whence I
left off
After digesting relevant well
processed wise comments
What I negated to mention as
being unable to get from point
A through Z
Was I thought D as my metaphor
stood for Domino
You should use and apply the golden
D .F .S
Rule of thumb when it
comes to
U
What the D stood for in actual fact was
Dance
Be the 1st initial 1 to Step Up
And thereafter the
Rest are sure to Follow
To each and every single individual
Who has ever been kind enough
to have taken his or her time
To stop and read anything of mine
that I have written
And afterwards also then taken
a moment of their time to pass
comment
Tonight I am feeling loved up so
this is targeted at you
From the bottom of my heart I
would both kindly and sincerely
like to reciprocate
And thank you in this here poem
in the 1st person as I myself
Because what you have in effect given
me is far more than I ever ought and
thought I possibly deserved let alone
dare wish
So thanks again to each and every
single aforementioned 1 of you
For both giving and blessings me
with that which I have never had
Nor could be bought so in effect is
priceless beyond belief
Because above all else the 1 thing
I never ever gave a damn about let
alone believed in
Was anything but myself
So here's to you this here 1 is especially
dedicated to each and every 1 of you
I used to think everything would go my way
I had big wishful dreams
And in all my dreams you were there
But i guess it doesn't always go as we wish
I was so naive back then
When i used to stare at your photo's blankly
I thought to myself how lucky i was
You truly were my angel sent from above
Back then I had a huge smile on my face
I felt as if my world was surrounded by you
But a young girl's heart is deceptive
All this went down suddenly
I wish i knew when it was coming to an end
So i could cherish those moments
So i could smile a little wider
So i could laugh till my lungs hurt
I guess this was and is the end of our road
The road that i dread to end
That road that has hurt me the most
My only question is how could you be fine?
Well life is greener out here
There are alot of lessons to learn
I think am beginning to smile again
Atleast this time am careful
I still miss you though
I send my best regards to you
Am doing fine
What about you?
EDITH TEMBA
as if I didn't know that it's too late now to admire the spectacle of the fringes of sunlight falling oily and golden over the backbone of the mountains on the horizon...
or that it has become impossible to enthusiastically appreciate the catalytic smile of every human being who has finally found the reason for his life in another person...
late to enjoy the enchanting sight of the savagery of the elements as winter advances violently on an autumn that says goodbye shyly...
feel the mind-blowing impact of sea water when the weather is warm and the thick, salty liquid envelops every cell eager for the coolness of the waves...
the time has come to make an inventory of each of the wonders of the human odyssey on earth and try to extract from them what can still serve as a pleasure to the nostalgic memory
yet they thrive.
there's no other way: they like the soap opera.
subliminal, it opens a hole in their brains.
then they sleep lobotomized,
to wake up lambs with stale bread in the morning,
happy and huddled together on the train heading to the slaughterhouse.
Carpe Dien, says the old woman that saw the movie.
everything is worth it when the soul is not small, burp the fat.
the man shakes, squeezes, pushes, sneezes and falls
out of the composition.
later with his hands constricted
he'll be on the graveyard ridge,
in that blue suit that mom gave...
(the flowers have that seasick smell
and no birds follow the procession).
the dead man's dreams are spiraling
like the smoke of that one's cigarette:
leaves the crooked mouth and rises through the air,
disappearing in front of the leafless tree,
going to pollute more the atmosphere of hidden tensions,
of the agonies that came to nothing.
a bark wakes the gravedigger.
here we go!
~I know I hope in yet in with faith I have all I need regardless~
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021
9/22/21
Once in a blue moon not very often
Without over thinking it
Something i wrote makes me
glad i did
Because it obviously touches a
nerve or stirs the soup in other's
as it did with i
And when i log on at the top
of the page a bubble appears
with numbers in it
Denoting i my friend have
received comment mail
And when i click on and begin to
read them
I am glad such kind comments
and many positives appear in front
of me for may i say a deserving
one of our own worth it
So kind regards to 1 and all
of you who took the time to
comment show and share
your support
You did a good thing here
not because you could but
rather because you choose
to do so
She obviously is in and keeps
good comany as so do you
Kind Regards
Yours Sincerely
From me to Yee
Guild of Writers
So to all of you may i say this
Speaking only personally
my parting word's i wish
to say and gift to thee are
Best wishes
Love
Humour
&
Goodwill
And once again thanking you
i say
You did a good thing here , here
M-y
H-ello
A-nd
R-egards
L-et
Y-ear's
N-ote
Z-estfully
M-ean
O-ptimism
S-o
Q-uotation's
U-plifting
I-dea
S-tops
A-nguish
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Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-ight
O-pus
N-icely
A-pplies
B-eauty
O-nce
R-egards
J-oyfully
A-rrive
Topic: Birthday of Rona Borja (March 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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