Scape Poems - Poems about Scape

scape

In the world of poems, where words make a cozy blanket,
I run away from real life, finding comfort in the ink's set.
Poetry, like a magical wand, turns everyday things into dreams,
Making verses that help me escape from life's stressful streams.

As I play with words, I step into a different land,
Following paths in my mind, where

The Scape Goat

A goat without blemish
And creepers and verming
Are inserted in its mouth
Then all it's orifices are bound
The ancients sewed them up
And it driven to the wilderness
To carry away the sins of the masses

You took the fall Massiah
Carrying that cross and driven
To Golgotha carrying a heavy burden
A redemption for those willing to partake
Of the blood of the

A Fond White Pigeon On This Winter Scape-

a FOND WHITE PIGEON ON THIS WINTER SCAPE
so fond white pigeon
just where are you lighting on
tis this winter scape


1/5/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

As Yet Unpainted Scape

Granite towers rising above the canyon,
Orange-colored dreams millennia ago
Carved above the lavender meadow below,
Reflecting in the stream meandering for
Miles like a snake slithering toward dusk
With scorching sun high and scintillating
Off limestone remains along the edges,
Smaller and smaller until they disappear
Into the singular vanishing point where
The painting melds itself to ornate framing.

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Windows Scape-

The window is crowded
Tapestry cover with fabric
Silk and lace
Chiffon graces nylon spaces
Shutters outside
Crown molding within
Net tapestry
Venetian blind
Crowded coverings of the window scape
Need a fresh open breeze 
Left and right hands open the window and tapestry

11/14/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

Mind Scape

Mind Scape

Images stir within the mind 
Apparitions surreal 
Subconscious amphitheatre 
Abyssal concealed

Transcending revelations 
Quantum evaluations 
Subliminal relations
External implications

Scape

Spring buds like
Popcorn bursting along
The knee-high grass of glade green
While winds over oceans blow free
On the face of the empire sun

Dream Scape

I lay in my bed
Eyes wide awake,

Hoping for sleep
The time it would take,

I find myself running
And I tripped then I fell,

Who was chasing me yelling?
I was scared I couldn’t tell,

I ran through the darkness
It felt like a race,

The tree branches scratching
And tearing my face,

I could hear all the footsteps
Catching up to me quick,

My heart was

life scape -

   time …

drips as color, inked and puddled
minutes like sable bristles, bound
laying down the hours as fading bands of value
what are the shades of a life - of a person?
how do aim and purpose and fallibility
influence what's placed on actuality's canvas?
instance and interval are the palette
but passion and purpose are the pigments
desire, the

Trump and His Scape Goats

Trump and His Scape Goats

Trump was watching his goats escape;
Were beaten up and pretty bad shape;
Hair drying,
After dying;
In White House caught wearing a cap.

Jim Horn

Land Scape of Shadow Life

landscape of shadow life

Eden marsh is still 
when the hawk
gives way to the owl 
silent feathers sweep low
over shining bog
to dust away the last 
vestiges of twilight

songs of other times,
once warmed and borne
on sibilant breezes, 
lie deeply entombed in mud
the silver scaled seek depths
tangled by remnants
of root and reed

cat tail stalks 
dried to palest brown
crisply

Sea Scape

We stroll ocean sand beach as waves come toward us.
Sea brakes, crashing on shore; wind's keen, birds seen now.
Feet feel water rush by - it's cold, a nice plus!
Great size cormorants sate their greed upon scow.
Seascape shows pier through day's half light, kept somehow.
Rails hold places where lines drop bait far downward.
Boats ply slowly across

Mind Scape On a Moving Train

the train is moving
we feel false sens-
ations
shades of green
across the parallel
tracks
clogged lymphatic system
abnormal new growth
anarchy
she is
dancing on the fallen
red petals
naked
feet
the red butterfly with
spotted blue belly
singing
she is touching
my fluttering heart
i am
defibrillated
the new rain trampling
upon the fallen 
petals

That Inerrant Scape

The inerrancy of the bible enrages me, 
Boils my blood, riles me and angers, 
Makes the interpretation prerogative limp, 
Nullifies that interpretation bud passed onwards, 
From every author who’s not embarrassed. 

You read knowing the art of literature, 
Is in its reader’s agreed distance from the writer,
Knowing your book’s rationally contrived, 
Aware of your right

Sea Scape That Stay

Every day I return
With a different sea scape.

In the first one
A bowl of well-ground
Red sandal wood paste
Had dissolved.

When sometimes
I bring the sea back
Profoundly peaceful
Like a child in slumber.

It is too light
At times I carry home
One with echo of the infinite.

I rushed back to the seaside
To return the one I brought home
Yesterday

There was a tiny fish
Caught

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