Short Airways Poems
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summer breeze
folded paper
kites soar
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flowers
bloom brightly
mother's smile
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flamingos
gathered in millions
crowded airways
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Love songs and wishes;
A ride at the fair;
A menu nutritious;
He floated on air
Searching for chances;
As hope comes to fade
Like a windup he dances;
But no one will trade.
There on the stairway
Going up going down;
Love on the airways;
Was the act of a clown?
***
The room, whose nostrils were plugged,
lives for itself,
And does not know the meaning of the word "waiting".
And when my hand hits
the handle of her window,
letting oxygen into her bloodstream,
What then?
What to look at from her airways?
Driving a wedge of sun- ray into the lungs of four walls,
Will I save myself ?
Fingers tangling dry strands
Jostle soft fleshes with pained puffs
Dipping tar suffocating airways
Wrenching fabrics carving curses onto corpuscle
Taking
Pulling
Grabbing
Pushing
Stabbing
Shoving
Reducing into a pile of nothing
Ridiculed into a lump of worthless
Rejected into a mass of hollow
Remorse into a jumble of Woman.
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When you mind
the cocoon
of your spirit
releases
let the rhythmic
wings
of your being
spiritually soar
life's airways
with
your essence
of healing
words
gracefully liberating
cosmic beings
in universal life
awaiting
your word's
oxidation
of
onderful
onement
of
the oneness
of ondering
peace
and
loving love:-
He lights on my car antenna.
There are many in the parking lot
but he chose mine.
He fastens to it, flutters off
on jeweled wings, then
returns again. Maybe
he's checking the airways
for weather alert. The reason:
hurricane season. Maybe
he's looking for a girlfriend
in a hood-top speed-dating
search. Maybe he's just
a dragonfly who likes
a singular perch.
IN BEING A COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY
When your mind
The cocoon
Of your spirit
Releases itself
Let the rhythmic wings
Of your being
Soar your spirit
In the airways life
With your essence
Of healing words
Of graceful liberation
To those cosmic beings
Of life’s universe
Awaiting their
Hydrating oxidation
Of the oneness
And onement of
Peace & love
Two Canadian geese flew the skies
in root to wherever they desire
A plane occupying their space
Crashed head on in disgrace
The geese flew into their plane
Causing much economic pain
The final decision was made
To turn around the plane
And board another safely
So as geese grow in population
Taking flight to airways
Airplanes will reap devastation
And geese will die in vain
As the dust floats on moisture laden air, fog like and heavy
Vultures circle in a narrow tornado shaped pattern
Catching those upper air currents and ride the waves
So do the jets _ride the airways of the sky
Jets consume fuel leave waste of gases and particles
Vultures use no fuel but carrion which they consume
Cleaning up the earth's dead
Then deposit manure to fertilize the land
One designed by God and the other by man
Go figure...
Death was A Nice Idea,
So, Chief became “My Dear”:
Suicide for Breathless State
Straight to Satan’s Estate;
There to my case restate
Boss with Heat rewrite fate…
Death was the Fine Idea:
With Lifelessness no fear,
I wouldn’t for Nurse wait,
The Steroids hold as Great,
A Doctor like God rate
And start comparing Weight…
Death was the Crisp Idea:
Life has proved Another Spear:
Always Airways leave clean
To off hold Shaming Scene!
Traffic on the highways
Traffic on the sea;
Traffic on the airways
What a sorry scene
Madness over dust and dross
Crazy clamour for bubbles
And zeal for the zenith of loss
All these will end in tumbling troubles
Many chicks want to fly
And servants want the royal scepter
All in just a twinkle of an eye;
What a deadly desire.
Traffic on the highways
Madness over dust and dross
But at the end of our days
All will end a lasting loss.
On ever rushing glowing light;
Surprised by the ultimate
Immersed through the waters bright
multiple cellular truculent covenant
How Nature's passion stirs up my reactions
Climate change so disarray
Expense this year abstraction
Humanities collusion illusions ballet
Pollution the solution is more
Try cold blackened Calais airways
Environmental forces encore
Turbulent Nature's sprays blaze
Apocalypse
9/22/19
Written words bye James Edward Lee Sr ©2019
Christian poets are like the winds of God's spirit
that waft through these airways whispering wisdom.
announce bold convictions
declare essential faith
gladly herald, introduce
Jesus - King - Lord
maligned?
nullify, openly proclaim
questioned?
radically speak truth
utter vocal worship xenially
Yahweh’s zephyr!
*xenially means hospitably or
in a friendly manner
December 5, 2021
Hostess Constance La France
Contest Name ''Z'' Contest, New or Old
I never overcame your departure brothers
since then
my feet walk crippled
the kidney only filters half of the residues
my heart partially collapsed
and beats insufficiently
the gastric juice became acid
and corrodes the sweetness of dreams
the bronchial airways are carbonized
and emit a roaring echo
the neurons lost
innumerable synapses
when dying necrotic
but here I am with my soul
regenerating light
so that the guide with the candle
calms my rumble of jungle
Aspirin, a powerful little pill
Ibuprofen, a safe pain pill
Them two little remedies almost stole what's mine
Finding myself in the emergency room was a shock to me
I didn't know I had it
That little bug in me that doesn't agree with some foreign bugs
Constricted airways, wheezing, swelling every where, name it all
And then to top it all, a mammoth bill
So i've become a paranoid little being
Keeping my enemies far from my food incase someone decided to slip a pill