Shapen Poems | Examples

BEAUTIFUL ELEGANT BUTTERFLY-

beautiful  color-
-ful elegant butterfly 
fluttering on by
~
visionary sports 
shapen of that of a bow-tie
colors full range full

8/10/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025

THE DARK

The dark very deep
Many are afraid of it
Few find the courage 
To navigate through it
Many were lost in it
Some died from the fear of it.

Some name it evil and more
The suffering and pains 
Shame, hate and more
There's beauty in the dark
It shapen and strengthen 
Many call's it magic
Base on their own awareness and actions.

Beautiful is the galaxy 
At night without light 
The stars, moon and more
Making the sky colorful 
Giving birth to magic at dawn
Memories keep rewinding 
Reminding you of last night gazing at the moon.

GOD RENEW MOLD AND SHAPEN MY HARDEN HEART-

frozen harden hearts 
soften by God's Holy Hands
mode me renew God
~
take this bitter cup
clear make new mine mindset heart
give me a new start
~
God renew mold and
shapen my harden heart so...
that I be revived

10/14/24
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024

I AM POTATO

I have a skin, brown tan melolin
Inside of me is water, energy
I have nodes from which buds are formed
I am shapeN like a football, a peanut, a fat lumpy carrot
I may develop sprouting, buds, green spots
I may be spoilage, not cause my parents giving me everything I ask

Interspersed in a tubular, vallecular
If for I am green growing out my sprouts
I am better off tossed out
Thrown away
What, Who am I
The one with many eyes, but no hands
Whom, am eye with eyes and spots
Inside me is water, starch and energy
Inside me ivory tan inside me
I am russet Burbank Shepody, Umatilla
What nation to I come from
What nationally am I
You see I am not human
But I human-to-see

I have many so love
the growing points so are potato tubers, 
each with a little stem bud 
the Red, White, Russet Oh’ how we love

 begin to sprout, the growths those roots,
 eyes, and bumps have a high
 concentration of compounds see
I’m not human

I am a potato

When Known Caught In a Trap

Have mercy upon me O God sorry!
                       according to thy lovingkindness according
unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin
For I acknowledge my transgression and my sin is ever before me
But my Lord against thee and thee only have I sinned 
correct? and done this evil in your sight right that thy mightest be justified 
when thou speaketh and be clear when you judgest me right?Well
I will make my statement clear this is my testimony Behold!
I was shapen in iniquity and in sin did my mother conceive me
Behold thou desirest truth in the inward parts and in the hidden part of me 
thou shall make me to know  wisdom make me to know joy and gladness
So I can create and you can create in me a clean heart O God and renew a right 
                                   spirit within me 
                                          Please!
My Nightlife Prayer before leaving my house every time
From ten years old to today a shared emotion
                          Created in the Truth.

My Stain Heart- My Spokenword-

My heart covered slush
 I was naked before Him 
And in all my making in this 
He saw before me 
My essence my trueness 
My heart was open unto lewdness

My stain heart

Filthy is my heart 
Yet in Him instilling His virtue
Into me I chose to receive 
That which Is the righteous of Him 
And in my nakedness
 I'm surrounded by His pure virtue 

My stain heart

Covered in my heart sins of thoughts 
As I wash myself thorough 
Within the blood of the Lamb 
His cleansing nature substance me spiritually 
I am not viral exceedingly chasing my sins
Those my sins now are washed away

In my stain heart

 I am craving the righteousness 
The pureness of His heart 
Heart of His Son's spiritual blood flowing through my veins
I am coming forth submerged in the grace 

And mercies of my Lord Jesus 
Through  my naked soul and spirit
 I'm cleanse washed  made whole in the name of Jesus
No longer worn nor bruised my harden heart soften
Tender and pure safe and secure I am renewed
In a new shapen unstained heart~

12/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2022(c)

Sahasrara Stirs

Delighted feeling fontanel open,
petal by petal, displaying its hues,
love aligned, we sense nodes within shapen,
even as ignition within renews,
humming bliss magnetism becomes our muse.
Flow of soma nectar follows its course
as presence beholds, employing no force,
witnessing our dormant nodes come alive,
celebrating life entwined with the source,
vaporising thus, in our heart’s bliss hive.

10-November-2022

Let Gods Touch Shapen

Let God’s touch shapen our impulse
All we do is allow
Bliss ensconced, lower mind repulse
Making our thoughts mellow

Desires cease, we’re at ease
Love does, as it does please
From fear, soul gets release

Trapped in the open
Let God’s touch shapen

12-November-2021
Quietus

Magnetic Heat

Magnetic heat pulsates within
We look on in wonder
Caress divine upon our skin
Feel the soundless thunder

Hidden nadis open
Currents, our soul shapen
Bliss nectar partaken

Feeling upbeat
Magnetic heat

14-September-2021
Quietus

Black Woman-

Such a dark view blackened
Midnight Dark scape viewed
Motion detected rackin
Colored screwed
Grays and black distracting

Oh beautiful caramel
You're awesome color do it in pale
Purple skined violets
Wavering dark chocolate
Sweet candied whispers

Confectionate dark chocolate 
Thick plumb Rudy red lips
Shapen plum hips
Dark ship sails, to none avail
Black woman

5/28/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Ashes

Ashes

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…
How many times have we heard this?
on TV, in a play, in a movie… 
Have you ever read it in the bible? 
The very book of life!
He that made all things, 
you, me and the trees, 
is the true creator.

Sadly the high in chair, 
stare into the dark willingly.
They are using You. 
Those in the seat of power. 
They speak Your precious word, 
to bludgeon others into their own belief. 
Not the truth at all, 
But a miss-happen, miss-shapen, explosion, 
of warped possibilities all gone wrong, 
culminating in a virus that closed down, 
the whole world!

Now we watch as our friends pass. 
Now we take note, 
if not too late;
that people are worth more than money, 
that hurting others is a bad thing, 
that killing unborn babies is a sin, 
and murder is murder…
regardless of reason. 

We need to bow are heads, 
and know that our prayers… 
are desperate. 


This will pass, stay inside, God is real...

I Love You With My-Eyes

I LOVE YOU WITH MY- eYeS--

Frantically I spy;
Alas I love you from afar
I love you with my eyes
I love your heart, your soul, your mind;

It's heavenly;
I won't ever deny
All these they do rise
Your on my mind
I love you with my eyes;

A pottery glazed made of clay;
Fashion from God's own hand
Shapen to be a from of beauty
Breath into her beautiful soul her spirit
A love meant only for me
It's heavenly;
I won't ever deny
I love your heart, your soul, your mind
So beautiful your insides
I love you with my eyes

2/2/19

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Ever So Lovely

EVER SO LOVELY
 
I look at you and my eyes smile
Your plumb lips suckulant crisp
Body framed liken an vintage hour glass
Again lips shapen like two strawberrys
Your mind intellect none comes second best
Fitm are your appendites plumb as grapefriut
Beautiful sweet-petite are your tainty feet
I rest my head the the small of your shoulder
The beauty of your mind hard to get over
Your hips run to and fro like a river creek
Men close their mouths when they look at you
Captured and frozen solid by the beauty of you
Skin carmel brown tender as baby skin
Hair dark brown auburn curly long
Just about when I check my vison
Legs as long and lovely as a gazelle
Running, running, ever so lovely

2/20/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.   2018©

Loss of Innocence - Flanders Fields

A duck slowly paddles across the still water,
Disturbing the reflection of brooding storm clouds
Above. The pond sits close to the top of the ridge;
Precisely round, there are no streams entering or
Leaving to explain its presence. Cold wind keens 
Through the mis-shapen trees nearby; the thin sound 
Is haunting, a threnody played by a distant piper. 
A gust catches the loose board on a ruined farmhouse,
The sudden bang provoking a startled shiver.
Splashing rain against the cheek awakens dormant
Memories, and the landscape turns barren, a
Wasteland, the pond revealed as a smoking crater.
Vision clears. In the distance, a red poppy marks 
Where the defiant piper fell, his lament for himself.

Personification of Cold

A nymph is squatting inside the center of my spine,
Uninvited yet making himself home,
Sucking the soma from these skeletal cabinets of mine,
Where warmth and wine inside once roamed.

He pinches and pricks my limbs with a stick,
Made of course shapen snow,
Which sands my body with a cat-like lick,
Until I cannot feel either toe.

Get this disgusting little nymph or sprite,
Out of my body please,
I crave for warmth to wrap me tight,
And feel again at ease.

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