Short Aired Poems
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A sign posted declared,
a double rainbow aired
5/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2022©
"I aired my clean laundry on the line, freshly washed and smelled of lavender'
Flung open to
Which stepped out view
A window's, to contain
Given up on
Freshly aired lured
All of him cured
Of sea breadths, which, a-glow
Spark religion.
Why is my salary any business of yours
or yours any business of mine
Remember when we aired out our laundry
on strictly private clotheslines
Light fingers
touching blossoms
to the vine;
I've seen these
at sunrise;
when I took time
to pause...
become silent
uncovering from a season's dark
I aired, opened
to new brightness....
Down south on the small alligator farm
Alligators grown to size to alarm
All the workers there too scared
Of young gators as they aired
Parachuted food to keep them from harm
(Inspired by Carolyn's picture but not entry.)
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Peace, tranquility envelope,
As on my winter stroll sauntered
Mountain high experience elope.
Spirit, mind, soul now fully aired.
Snow capped mountain picture perfect.
Lakes placid mirrored water reflect.
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Good, or a trouble-maker;
Smart; mentally impaired;
In world's scales upheld. Litter of
Quick-flung impressions aired!
True Love accepts; each and all.
Blind to bias, whose eye
Piercing with inner perception
A divine soul does spy.
Cross starred-
sitting right across,
pure decadence of silence.
Passion flared-
Love aired-
What joy in thee.
Soft movement,
creaking floor,
random burst-
D---
Oh why?
Silence abound-
Love aired.
Smiles all around.
Roaring round roads raucously
Orally overtly offending operators
Acrid antagonistic adjectives aired
Defiantly daring distracted drivers
Ranting raving railing
Aggravate annoy atrocious
Gregarious gone Goebbels
Exacerbate engage enrage
Forgetting myself
Is not being lost!
Though as far fresh-aired
What are soaked in
Of all my freedoms.
Which state they host!
Without losing track
Of day-changes'
Slug-like shade-movements
O'er Nature's face
Sense of me only
Seen to misplace!
Cowboys facing off, feet spread wide
One thing in mind, shoot his raw hide
Blast rips, so it seems
Oh no ! freakin' beans
Now all showdowns, are aired outside
High Noon Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
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04/05/22
Secrets should always be easily shared.
Interaction rather than causation,
Unbridling the soul of all ties once aired.
No need for vigilant calculation,
Intent on seamless communication.
Just being with others in the moment,
A genuine, life-giving, bestowment.
A whole house aired with dust
and dark twilight at every hour,
there was a mountain— tall as rust
that made me feel a coward.
There were cans and cans on
tiled floor? More dust and dirt
on towels. As a child, I clutched my teddy
bear, while inside I lost
some vowels.
"Dark Shadow's" Barnabas Collins,
Was guilty of vampire maulin's.
He was cursed by jealous witch, Angelique,
A cure for vampirism he did seek.
7/16/21
(For those who don't know, Dark Shadows was a gothic soap-opera that aired
from 1966-1971. As a kid, I was crazy about it!)
I'd heard a story some years ago of thirteen cautions let it be known.'
On gordon brown (prime minister then) about lewd acts with young
Boys not men!
And not uoon the sports field (you'll now ken!) Reuters knew yet a
Story ever aired.? How badly could all news sources be impaired?
a stampede of memories flood the plain
fearful of the hidden assassin
that time itself reveals
their skins, thick with the dead
callous accusations and conversations
aired frequently in public
brambles envelop them, ripping flesh
but the stalker waits silently
until enough blood has been spilled
Published?
I Do
Due
Thanks
Died Or So?
Hatred Yours
Been Off
You Dear
You Dearest
However How's All
Been Together Or Tonight
You Are Down To Earth But No
As I Do
As We Fires Your Blames Away
No Suffer Suffering
.....
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Never Published Or Past Seen Except Here: by me
Birthday candles burn bright,
flame blown away to flicker faint for future fate,
not in sight.
Life’s festive glow,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
tableau.
Joy aired,
elation great,
shared.
Birthday candles burn bright,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
shared.
It might have been a zephyr only
Of an angry mood the feeblest aired.
But for what's storm-raised as a mind flash
To be shook by must you be prepared.
Merest of mere light soaking, you say
Pitious partook, too few the tears
But brought to their rememberance above
A cloudless burst of love for you nears.
would be best
if our actions and tongues
spoke the same language
would be best
if our actions our words
truly expressed
would be best
if our words honestly
professed
would be blessed
our personal lives
our politics
if all the lies
were aired
and addressed
Lightened by truth
before one's soul is weighed
and processed
I'm a big fan of Doctor Who.
I'm talking about the classic series, not the new.
The Doctor defeated the Daleks, the Zygons and the Cybermen.
He also defeated the Master, the Rani, the Quarks and Zoden.
The first episode was aired over fifty years ago in November of 1963.
Tom Baker was my favorite Doctor, my 2nd favorite was Jon Pertwee.
Ding Dong School
was decidedly uncool
~ unhip even back in the day
Now ding dongs are snacks
Or students, who brains lack
They're always wrong
Those poor ding dongs
"Ding Dong School" aired on
TV from 1952-1956. It was
incredibly "1950-ish." The
headmistress, Miss Frances,
a homely spinster, actually
rang a bell to start each show...
I If all the world, in total peace,
M May let all anger cease.
A Aired grievances would depart;
G Great becomes the human heart.
I In a perfect world we’d see,
N Never Ending Harmony, if
E Everyone would Imagine it.
Written 3-7-19
For Contest: "Writing Challenge, March 2019 – Inspirational Acrostic - Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Dear Heart
"Clean shaven memories remain
stuck in silence waiting to scream"
Voices sing out in adulation
inflections bending an ear
float me off to be
lit eye interior arranged
to be blown away
with heavenly wings
Candlelit flickers imagine
soft breeze kisses await
crisscrossed oceans and moonbeams
aired along whispered dreams
folded up neatly
cascading my way