We travelled beyond the garden hedge
My sister Louise and my playful self
There was a river but it was dried up
She laid down as if she was on a shelf
I wanted to play a running game
But she was meditating in the sun
I ran off, irritated
And it was not that much fun
Why does she meditate?
I asked my mother, as we met.
She is suffering from the loss of Johnny.
He was her favorite pet.
I tried to give her some empathy,
But frankly, I was not in the mood.
Her selected needs for sympathy
Have replaced her needs for joy or food.
Categories:
running game, sister,
Form: Rhyme
you scared caused that b$tch
might wanna set your ass up
invite you in and
then get all corrupt
say one thing then do the other
act like she wanna do thangs
then start acting like
something other
sh$t!
why ya'll acting like that
why ya'll gather up like that
making me strange and unreal
said he did it before
to get people to understand
how you feel
meet her at the oboe store
she was buying an oboe
said she was starting a band
said she aint had no kids, no car
said she aint have no man.
told me she was hungry
and wanted something to eat
said she was tired from working out
and told me she didn't eat meat
wine sounded good
but I hadn't asked her out
she made plans before even started talking
I didn't get a word out my mouth
she gotta man
and know it
looking at that phat juicy thang
why she wearing that diamond for
why she twisting that thing
giggy gotta man
and I know
this chick running game
trying helm a brudda up
tryin to make a brudda strange
Giggy gotta man and I know
why she actin like that
shaking that rump in front of me
showing me she phat
Categories:
running game, adventure, anti bullying, confidence,
Form: I do not know?
SMALL RABBITS SWIMS WITH CATERPILLARS--- A Haiku
running game hillside
a little, small rabbits swims
a caterpillars
4/22/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Categories:
running game, analogy, animal, appreciation, insect,
Form: Haiku
are there words that could ever be said?
words that could actually mean enough?
when light drains quickly into night
was it that I wasn't enough?
will the chance ever come?
trains that pass on parallel tracks
viewing it all through a small square window
will the chance ever return?
do you ever think back?
remembering what we were like
in the very early stages in a long running game
do you ever think back about us?
Categories:
running game, lost love
Form: Free verse
The Running Game
I must run,
Not to have fun,
But to let my day unfold,
Maybe I can make some fun,
Maybe I can make someone smile,
Maybe I can lend a hand,
Maybe I can make someone glad he is alive,
Maybe I can make someone see their worth,
Maybe I can hold God's hand,
Maybe I can make an indentation on someone's heart.
So they can happily walk on God's footstool.
Categories:
running game, caregiving
Form: I do not know?
You act as if I don’t exist and you still persist
To play games with my heart, so I can’t give you a new start
Cause my heart is aching because it’s full of pain
And if I did that it will not be the same
So I sit and wonder and ask the question why
Did I think that you were the right guy?
But do you really think that I didn’t know what was going on
Brotha you must be stupid, cause you are dead wrong
See, I’m not a dummy but I can act dumb!
You should have figured that out, when I didn’t give you none
I know you didn’t think that I was much smarter than that
Oh I forgot to tell you, that your lines are really whack
I just played along, just to see what you were about
You can ask anybody, boy I do have a lot of clout
Now you’re the one who’s looking like a fool
I know you wished that you would have stayed in school
So the next time you think that you are running game
Just remember me, so the ending won’t be the same
Categories:
running game, black african american, life,
Form: Free verse