Present, wrapped on sight
Leaning bows look forward, close (clothed)
Familiar, sents
It's breeze of wheeze, squeeze
utter grip center, maw, drip
Of thank you, please, sip
Steaming love in mug
Accosted moment to 'steem
Taste of tanks full ness
Categories:
sents, art,
Form: Other
If I were a tree,
I would stand stalwart and strong.
Branches bending,
But not breaking.
Roots sinking deep into the ground,
Enduring through the seasons,
Sheltering from the storm.
If I were a treem
I would adorn the world.
With pungent blossoms,
Penetratingt the air
With succulent sents
While delighting everyone's senses.
Categories:
sents, nature,
Form: Free verse
A spiritual being believed to act as an attendant, agent,
or messenger of God
N esting hovering in clouds and host of heaven glory
G od Himself sents them down as warnings
E vil Angels are called and known as Demons
L ivng messengers of God divine beings spirits good or bad
10/12/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Categories:
sents, analogy, angel, word play,
Form: Acrostic
A gaunt face with lifeless eyes
stares at a lonely pale ceiling
counting revolutions of the gothic fan
still hands as insects sustain their stance
skin stained of yellow nicotene and black coffee
nostrils detect sents of mold and overfilled ashtrays
A tounge of sandpaper scores and scratches
in a mouth as dead as the day
gums bleed of hygene neglagence
cloged ears await a sound from the dust caked phone
But all bridges have been set ablaze
a hunger-struck stomach annoys with roars and bellows
and as a fly lands on my nose, I remember to blink
Categories:
sents, death,
Form: Lyric