Say divers, he likes to pose
and for photo's, not really shy
but home he's staying close
a give, take, type of guy.
He cant swim so very well
a marine body guard, some tell
butterfly fish, he knows & chases
with his orangey, stripy , faces.
His host depends on him
to circulate oxygen
they return the favor back
not sting , of fish, attack.
Some species cant live without
biologist write no doubt
his Sea Anemone , protective wall
Nemo film,
l love it all.
,
I was born with the taste of her in my mouth.
We met amidst a bar brawl in old Dublin.
In the dawns gray light,
gutters would drain out
with beer, spew and blood.
At first knock, we knew each other.
She scratched me hard,
I mouthed her blood-bruised lips.
Later, tongues turned compliant,
as tender as sea anemone fronds.
Daybreak still found us
drinking from the pink froth
of our unquenched souls.
Blood of my blood.
I am muse-walking,
~~ writing a poem.
The phone rings -
it’s my pal.
Something my mouth says
makes us both laugh.
At the same time,
one of my hands
is searching for the image
I was just about to find,
before the cell phone fractured it.
"Yea come over I’m doing nothing."
I am almost touching a black cat
in a dark room,
almost see it evaporating
on the threshold of nowhere.
We exchange ‘see-yer’ lingo.
Alone again,
my mind reverts to being
a heat-seeking sea anemone.
Sadly, the unfinished poem
has turned into a small owl,
perched on a thin tree
in the Andes.
sea anemone
clown fish hides in tentacles ~
not an enemy
She was plum perfect
Sweet as apple pie
A lavender rose
Hearthstone
Boiling warm glow
Dew drop Olive garden
Warm Glow tulips in the spring
Such a sugary woman
Soul so very sweet
Her very essence chocolatey
Chanterelle strawberries
Sea anemone oceans breath
That woman that girl cotton in a candy
So sweet chocolatey sweet
She's yum, plum perfect
2/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Radical glaze raw silk easy peasy
Chanterelle timberwolf stalking sheeps
Sea anemone royal purple raven
Tree nesting spring monsoon
Show time passings loons
Flying salmon mirror on sea glass
Northwestern Alaska environmental image
Beautiful
1/30/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Sea anemone’s tentacles toxins kill
But the clownfish has a special skill.
Poison immune
Will return soon
Bringing food to sea anemone, regular drill.
Blue velvet circles spinning in my mind
Archaic fabled days of sadness and desperation
Feeling so blue
Like the drifting sea anemone in ocean blue
While spirits swirl about me
Feeling so blue
Those enigmatic swirls of hazy mountain crests
Lingering through fading sun
Speak of dying
Like rain pouring down into an open grave
And mourners trying to make light
Speak of dying
Feelings of hopelessness betray the better me
Who sings uplifting songs of praise
Reciting psalms
Like a pure altar boy who knows the truth
And nothing releases the horrible pain
Reciting psalms
sea anemone
produces own eggs
and sperm
needs a good kisser
[*Sea anemones breed by liberating sperm and eggs
through their mouths into the sea.]
THIRD PLACE WINNER
March 18, 2021
For Constance La Frances “Haiku” Contest
Best case scenario -
my fame walking on two legs
wearing a golden helmet
(I made a bowl which I hammered
out of a lump of copper in workshop-class
aged 14, not good,
but all is golden now, for he who comes after me
has written an autobiography
that has left-out most of my failed handiworks).
He speaks from the empty shell
of a hermit crab. Distant stars love him.
He continues restoring my poems
long after they have crashed
into brick walls.
Or, he may come as the woman,
the one I have been seeking
in that frosted window of a past life,
She who I can only recall
when drunk on Blue Nun wine,
a Liebfraumilch that knits
all star-crossed lovers together
as they write themselves
quietly out of history.
In that almost land
my beloved unveils herself,
waits for my mind to open
like a blushing coral
sea anemone.
On the other hand,
he who comes after me
that man who watched my life
as if my body were at the bottom of a cliff,
he who also goads me to tinker with words,
converting them into land-mines
that sometimes maim.
If he shows up after my life
then I am going to haunt him
because he deserves to be scared
of a guy like me.
Melted plastic only 16 years
It was on concrete round under the sun
While I was shedding tears
What's the use Environmental substance abuse
Midnight see Amenia Marine
Midnight saxophone solo
Sea anemone amethyst
What's the use, Environmental substance abuse
Patina mist breezy
Royal jacaranda ultraviolet sneezes
Achoo bless you
Sinful articles man caretaker of Earth
Midnight seems so solar bright
Midnight saxophone solo
Drum roll Marco Polo
Down rainbows ends
BlackBerry puddle Timberwolves
Spirit Rock jacaranda
Temporal barracuda
7 * 70 16 years
Plastic bags and bottles
Never decomposed lasting for eternity
Pre-kindergarteners elderly grandmothers the populist and politicians say
What's the use environmental substance abuse
12/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr
Dreaming of Beaches:
and days by the Sea.
Dreaming of Grandma,
playing with me.
We played by the ocean,
and buried our feet in the sand!
We ran from the tides;
and those memories are Grand.
We searched for buried treasure;
and what did we find?
The greatest treasure of all;
was spending the time.
As the tides were down;
What did we see?
The grand Starfish, and Sea Anemone!
We found sunken ships and tried to catch crabs.
We threw rocks in the Ocean, and strolled hand in hand.
We played until sunset;
watching the sun melt into the Sea
All along laughing, my grandma and me.
Finally in darkness we headed home;
Counting the stars, down the boardwalk we'd roam.
The lights on the ships are so pretty to see.
Thank you grandma,
for sharing them with me.
written in 2004
Jehovah's Witness' Door Pamphlets
Pious
Fly-ahs
Catholic Church During Halloween
Scary
Mary
Scrabble Night With Missionaries
Wordy
Clergy
Preacher Owning at Dungeons & Dragons
Master
Pastor
Our Holiness the Dalai Getting a Text From His Ex
Lama
Drama
Sea Anemone Makes Amends
Moral
Coral
Just
growing
with the flow-
flowers of the
sea
*sea anemone