Face spectacle
daunting optical illusion
Parallel mind heart intrusion
Whom are we to judge
Vessel filled with sludge
Temporarily soul devoid of joy
Father remold me fill my void
Upon renewing me mercy grace set me free
8/4/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Categories:
remold, analogy, anxiety, appreciation, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Days pass aloof to all hearts reap,
strays memories we wish to keep.
Ploys of time constantly remold
joys that we wish to ever hold.
While eyes close to deeply reflect,
vile time spies flashbacks to infect.
Should time leave my recall intact -
could be my joy would first react!
Categories:
remold, day, emotions, memory, missing,
Form: Rhyme
In the past we had to rip them from their mothers
screaming, crying ... afraid
and remold them in our image
antiquated traditions to be discarded
minds and values to be upgraded
by the Machine
Oh! The Glorious Machine ...
But the smoky, grinding beast of old has evolved itself
Glistening, oiled, sleek ... and quiet ...
Pure power - now alluring, irresistible.
Now they leave their mothers of their own choosing
Caught up in wonder of the Machine.
Oh! The Glorious Machine ...
All shall serve for they are served.
All are used up as they learn to use.
All must bow before it ... or break
Oh ... The Glorious Machine ....
2024-09-15 finished quickly by 10:51 AM inspired by article "Sacred places" by Phillip Whiteman Jr.
Categories:
remold, native american, scary, slavery,
Form: Free verse
Thick clouds of unanswered questions
eclipse the clear light thought to be seen.
Bewildered by election commentary again,
our ears quit as media opine.
Hearers' lack of response yields understanding,
'twas a vacant struggle just to be heard.
Hardened clay won't remold without action.
Such a war of words ends with mere tolerance.
January 8, 2011, revised and posted May 11, 2024
Categories:
remold, 11th grade, war, words,
Form: Free verse
Posture heart beating
Even though it’s evil,
God can remold, soften –
and pour into it
To each His own
I am not my own
Even my life is on loan
2/28/29
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
remold, adventure, analogy, appreciation, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
It should not often be Gold
That man should be glad to hold:
Lots more before they are old,
Over them happy palms fold:
Their wives battling with cold
Plus kids that love stories told,
Which stories would life remold
Many of them Divine Scold…
It should not be just for Gold
That man might choose to be bold:
A sinner should be cajoled,
Woman who’s made her man cuckold…
I have a sound idea sold
And for you some ball rolled…
Categories:
remold, allusion, analogy, appreciation, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
a voice In my house, my home was full in darkness;
A voice my eyes open still I see darkness;
Voiced Blackened stone cold heart;
Stuffed in strife in lust;
Convulsion truth be told;
I was destructions centerfold;
A voice as the Son set and the Son rose
His amazing Grace pen lit HIS light dropped on me so;
Voiced embraced me, choose me, Our Father remold me;
A voice my house, my home lit up the Son now shines in me;
Voiced now I am truly a house within my home;
My Father, His Son, His Spirit all are in my soul;
6/8/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Categories:
remold, absence, anxiety, betrayal, conflict,
Form: Rhyme
I was A BROKEN VESSEL OF CLAY
I ask the Father, when I was broken
Would He come into me and remold me
I am just clay, dropped my purpose now I need to be remade
O' Father remake me
Would He come into me and remold me
Cause I'm broken
O' Father remake me
Mode me, remade me remake me
Cause I'm broken
I am just clay, dropped my purpose now I need to be remade
Mold me, remade me remake me
I ask the Father, when I was broken
“I was A BROKEN VESSEL OF CLAY”
5/16/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
a Pantoum Poem
Categories:
remold, addiction, appreciation, birth, destiny,
Form: Pantoum
Revive forth own verve
By stating your swerve
Extolled
Height of straight, deserve
You thrive and observe
Withhold
From the maelstrom, serve
This wicked world's nerve
Remold
Show the strength you hold
Your wings just unfold
God cheers
Fawning dazzling cold
Peace and faith are gold
Calm fears
We are soft-built mold
Bleak tales will be told
Shed tears
Thwart faults from past years
When gray face appears
Conserve
Trawl wise warn from seers
Gold rings in your ears.
Subserve
Life, precious gift dears
From bright life, mind peers
Preserve
Written: March 16, 2023
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Categories:
remold, analogy, appreciation, character, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Open doors yur going to walk through
There’s no devil on earth or hell gonna stop you
Indefinitely
You are covered always
Walk down the stars He’s here
Indefinitely
God is Our God
He opens doors man may close
Indefinitely
Closed hearts harden God going to remold and often
There’s a transfusion gonna use you
Indefinitely
Promotion gonna come God is the truest love
Like a mother God gonna cover
God gonna make it last
Promotion gonna come to you daughter to you son
Our ever chosen blessed you are
Indefinitely covered in love
3/13/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Categories:
remold, adventure, analogy, anti bullying,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Righteous Father hold me
With my heart remold me
Embrace this my vessel
Please just love me
Console me captivate myself
Increase your breath of life in me
Mighty awesome come before me
Please just love me
I am your patched up vessel
Pour into me
Fill me within your goodness
Renew me my mind, body and soul
Give me your love to give out
I love you Father, Daddy take me higher
Mistaken misfortune sinner
Guilty broken forgiven enriched salvation
solid in my Redemption repented learnt lessons
In my downs now I am up...yet in still
Yet you just love me
1/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23 (c)
Categories:
remold, analogy, animal, caregiving, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme
Serena grew up with images
Appearances took time
She fell from a great height
Fracturing her delicate mind
When others entered the room
Where she sat upon the shelf
They had to walk carefully
In order to not disturb the repaired self
She knew she had been glued
But the picture was intact
The sharp edge on the side
Pushed LOVE to place her back
...safely
Her creator wanted to remold
And put her through the fire
But she put up quite a fight
To possess her only desire
...alone
She could still hold liquid
Water, oil, and even batter
Would fill her open vessel
Because being useful is what really matters
One day, the creator pulled her down
Saying, tell me about your broken
Her vessel began to vibrate
In the presence of WORD spoken
...yielded
.................care created anew
Written by Trudy Schrader on 11/09/2022
Categories:
remold, care,
Form: Rhyme
Sorting skills help you find,
Gold,
Memories to hold,
Jackets to keep out the cold,
Places that are free of mould,
Money that you fold,
That makes the landlord less bold,
Documents that put moving on hold.
Maps that unfold,
Pointing to treasures a sight to behold,
Stories untold,
About family members that begin to unfold,
Leading to proof of lineage that is very old.
If you are lucky, truth be told,
And retold,
Someone to help in sorting skills to uphold,
And others to remold,
For sorting to enfold.
Categories:
remold, analogy, art, baptism, blessing,
Form: Grook
I am Terracotta O' Lord God remove me
Rethink me my heart is Stone;
I want to be your flower Ranunculus
My heart now is tone;
FATHER take of your hand remold me;
Place your hand on my body shape me for your duty
Hold me off turn this heart of stone;
To be sober fill me with your spirit
Breathe in me with new life whisper Holy Sweet Somethings
I am terracotta O' Lord God removed me
Received me my heart is Stone
Change my hardened heart from Maleficence
Move me Lord Gradualness
Make me yours remold in your Passionateness
I want to be renewed for you
Make me my heart over to be, Ranunculus
9/20/22/
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
remold, beauty, engagement, forgiveness, god,
Form: Free verse
They had to chisel away at his heart
It was harden stone as granite
God had to fix him up
break him and remold his love
Latter man isn't faithful
As a man he's ungrateful
Humanity has fallen
Now it's Jesus name we're callin...
Mercy, Lord God help us please
my sins have brought me down to my knees
6/3/2
2 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©
Categories:
remold, analogy, confusion, forgiveness, humanity,
Form: Light Verse
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