Rendering Poems

VULNERABLE

Life hit me hard on the face
I became vulnerable 
Even when I know many
It's like I know none
None is ready 
To support or give a helping hand.

Everyone wants me to be loyal
Even when they know I am royal 
Everyone wanna bend me
Even just for bread 
They only come after me
Anytime I'm down and vulnerable.

Life keeps

OF LIBERATING POETIC JUSTICE: APROPOS OF FREESTYLE RENDERING

In the composing

of every liberated poet

of poetic justice,

every pen is a freestyle

composition

irrespective of structural

rendering

of the divine birth-wording

that has been given

from the supreme

conductor’s wand’s

 instructions

as to where to be

and go

in the rhythmic

flow of

the frothing waves

of awareness

shared in the imaging

canvas of eyes

and ears

to behold that

of the essence

of freed minds

whose souls

are as deep empty wells

waiting to be filled

with

TO DEVINE WISDOM AND GUIDANCE IN POETIC RENDERING

To Divine Wisdom And Guidance In Poetic Rendering                       

Despite today’s debilitating oppressive flows,
We must continue to pen the loving way to go:-
We must continue to uplift and stream inspirations;
Guiding us all towards the

My God, Thank You For Rendering To Me According To My Work

May 12 Scripture Meditations Based on Psalms 60-62

Key Verse – Psalm 62:12 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: for thou renderest to every man according to his work.

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR RENDERING TO ME ACCORDING TO MY WORK

Thank You for rendering to me according to my work’s diligence 
Ever regarding my earnest obedience
While

A Heart Rendering Loss

A Poet’s Loss

I walked at length and wondered!
In the icy, pouring rain:_
Wind mercilessly howling, 
What I had done in vain!

How a friendship went asunder!
My true, heartfelt,pain.
Your poet’s pen just scowling,
In stuffy, vain and arrogant disdain!


            3-24-2022

* Stop thinking it was you! I wrote this

Rendering--

undress--
render to me those fault clothing;
those appeasers that hinder your pours;

unshackle--
unloose those harness;
mental verbiage from your past;

lock up the presents
past being the future tense;

unveil the crossings over;
over cross the veil;
un...
-RENDERING

7/2/19
Written words by James Edward Lee. Sr. © 2019

Rendering Real Worship

A-im to 
P-lease the Father, 
R-endering real worship 
I-nside the temple of the true 
L-ord God. 

Topic: Birthday of April Jane Elico (April 24) 
Form: Acrostic Cinquain

Rendering What's True

Dismal spirits find me jovial to their relief, searching for ways to cut their ties to death,
in spite of their search for an end.
Lights go dim, flash, and then die for only two reasons I'm told.
Winds burn hot, and clouds dance to music with a nimble two step.
I find cumbersome curiosity culpable,
and random happenings within

Heart Rendering

(I'm into a little bit of social service because of which I got a chance to visit a psychiatric center yesterday.  This poem is my personal experience)

Walking into the campus, I could feel the difference
Some strange but true smiles came for my welcome
Inspite of the smiles on their faces
I could feel their pain
Those smiles were

Mystical Rendering Bottled

Mystical Rendering

Spirit in the sky
clouds blue and stationary
Thought and Universe 

07/20/2014

Rendering Moments

Once more do I find myself
Beyond that of night
Timeless within moment’s wealth
Of moments to be given sight

Enabling myself for the limits
Beyond all for perhaps a higher calling
Across where time and space meets
With a portraiture in finality for the painting

Yet a picture I do not yet see
Painting with empty words... an empty mind
However much else if

Morning Rendering

solemn ice blue sky 
then invades an eagle high
winter winds blow hard

6 a.m.
December 21, 2012 (written)

Cynthia

Joyful Rendering

red roses in bloom
beneath my lover's window
pruned to perfection


Cynthia

Charcoal Rendering

breakers crash trees sway
charcoal clouds on skies of gray…
Sun on Holiday

Impression: a Scene From An Empty Urban Apartment.....(A Psychic's Rendering)

"Man, I love that Dire Straits song "Brothers In Arms" ", he said in the kitchen
"That Hammond organ just takes me drifting..."
Through wormholes and lunar craters in a UFO.
Friends, nuclear waste, pain, insomnia, vacuum salesmen, all disappear in a single tone.
"Rosie!!!...bring me a Listerine soaked tissue for my cold sore...Ahh! That's the medicine!"
She struts by

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