Conflict
tense, sharp
clashing, breaking, dividing
discord, struggle, harmony, healing
mending, softening, restoring
calm, whole
Resolution
A foremost has done less to impress;
I stand --On the stamp of guile
5/8/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
The beautiful Amazonian forest
surrounds me,
It's crispy, clean air envelopes me, and hungrily I inhale,
This New Year, the echoes of fear still in my soul, one by one, eagerly I exhale,
To the gentle, cool breeze,
I softly whisper, "Drown them all in the depths of the sea."
Among the lushness of its canopy,
there is a riot of colours dotted everywhere,
Lost in its serenity and silence,
Abruptly, prattling sounds suddenly brought me back down to reality,
A pandemonium of Amazons appeared.
In this New Year with a soul now free
from fear,
I shall enjoy each step of the way, for
time draws near,
No fuss or worry, just going with the
flow,
Appreciating the beauty in each day,
as they come and go.
by Zyrool
2/2026
Chivalry and bravery in valiant display
A pygmy and rhino atilt in the fray
Held dear in defense armored rules own the day
With a deer past the fence one wants to play
Now norm'ly the two would get on just fine
But honor and status are now on the line
It isn't a matter of standing up tall
It's how one reacts with their back at the wall
Horn to horn is a matter that seldom ends well
But sadder is he who won't answer the bell
The valiant won't taste the bitter end twice
Better be buried than counted just nice
All's well that ends well we know it from old
While fortune may favor the brave and the bold
It's always much better when Titans are playing
Just make sure they're not past a welcome you're staying
Here’s my New Year resolution quest
I’ll do the best midst challenging test
When zeal and zest fail
I cannot prevail
Thus, heart prays for rest to reach the crest.
And in the path laid out in front of my feet.
I could see though long it had many turns for me to meet.
Parts thin and long where patience would I seek.
Parts spinning round where mistakes I make I would greet.
Parts where no way was there. Needing perhaps a leap of faith or even blind trust I’d bear.
Parts burning in fire where I must dare.
On the other side now aged, battered and worn.
I must not subside to sorrows that I have born.
I must take the way and face the turns.
I must see the light and feel the burns.
I must not give my life to worry and despair.
I must walk alone in the dark and know I’m
there.
Until the light in my eyes decides to kill its flame.
I must walk in life and find the strength to care and remain.
Why do I make resolutions?
Will I ever change?
Every year a new solution,
yet I am still the same.
I inhale sweet pollution,
a different flavor every year —
but now with retribution
after ball-drop cheer.
My diet is a constitution,
guilty pleasures await.
My body, my institution —
I don’t care the date.
The ritual of absolution
of a commitment I must make
feels like personal destitution,
an action I’d rather fake.
Would you like my allocution?
Well, I have no remorse.
There is no attribution,
because I won’t stay the course.
Here’s a substitution —
my offering to midnight.
My only contribution
is nothing, out of spite.
Prohibit plastic production please
impose a moratorium then ban it
as it has proliferated to the point
of permanently polluting our planet
permeating people poisoning pets
pervading places
from the peak of Mount Everest
to the Great Pacific Garbage Patch
and yet you'll even catch PVC
at the bottom of the sea
as 95 percent of packaging
is used in one-and-done products
if we don't take the process to heart
personally do our part
possibly throttle
the genie already out of that bottle
which predominates the population
and the plague persists
it has the potential for propagation
'til we've had it up to here
with a plethora of polymers
coming out our ears
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In speaking California
Somehow people live with them
I am alive again
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My new year’s resolution was to lose some weight.
Cut down on take outs and use smaller plates.
So I joined a gym to try and get fit
But lost my breath on the stairs, so took the lift.
My favourite ambition is to learn to cook.
But my food never looks like the recipe books.
The end result is often inedible.
I blame the author whose work can’t be credible.
I’ve never been very good with my hands.
As whatever I try seldom goes to plan
So decided to persevere with some D I Y
But it all fell apart, don’t ask me why.
Attempted to try some art and craft.
But my serious endeavours just made my friends laugh.
Then decided to give some gardening a try.
Yet everything I planted just seemed to die.
Joined a local choir and attempted to sing.
But all people heard was a terrible din.
You could say my life’s a disorderly mess.
But everyone’s good at something, I guess?
It finally makes sense
You and him
No longer haunt me
The desperation is gone
The void is filled
And the wound is healed
The digging has stopped
The music is just music again
No one needs to understand
Because now I'm able
To stop the If Onlys
No tortured metaphors
No anguish in the back of my head
No longer in pieces
Now in peace
Reality dissolved
the madness of life ends
eternity begins...!
The clock struck twelve,
but the world didn’t change—
no fireworks, no sudden clarity,
just you and me
sitting cross-legged on the carpet,
our hands sticky with spilled tea.
You laughed,
tilting your head back
like the stars might answer,
and I thought,
if this is what every year looks like,
I’ll be fine.
resolve to reevaluate
your resolution
after you
make a complete
revolution around the sun
Make a resolution you know you will keep
Think deep
Create a goal you seek
Let it be something to fulfill
At will
Think and plan
Carefully work towards at your demand
Follow through
You know what you need to do
Resolutions can be made or broken
The words have spoken
What you decide is what you provide
A resolution is something that will always reside.
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