Short Brough Poems
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gotten, wotton
wrought in, brough in
rotten, cotton
5/21/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
someone rapped on the window
in the evening
it was a star and it was bleeding
and it brough some strange parcel
with a note:
"Mandrake and an armoured elephant, for You."
- Samuel Rosenstock
after which there were fireworks in the bedroom
and that’s how the dreams are born, if I’m right.
Who's the big fat reddest suit
the children shout excited.
Who'll take presents from his bag
and hand them proof enlighted.
Who shouts ho
fat ho fat ho
Laughs for children
brash and brough.
Cracks the whip of Christmas Spirit
Beckons kids to sit and stare at.
Fuels the weir for Christmas wishes.
and calls communion Saint Nick Merrit.
JOLLY OLD SAINT NICHOLAS
Did you know that a rescue dog was meant to rescue you
Did you know they waited on the road or in a cage to bring
you to life to make you smile to force you to raise from the bed
watch you enter into the light of day or the gray mysery that brough up life the whine of a dog afraid seeking life and warm and love.
Such a simpie joy sent by creation.
Such an instant living joy of life
Drunken joke
smelling blood
dirty hands
broken bones
who was him?
I don't know
brought me here
without love...
Drunken joke
what was that?
why did you do this?
why were you mad?
what turn a good man
so deeply bad
who did this to you
I wish I could ask.
Drunken joke
drunken lie
made my mother mother
before time
I can't hate him
but I won't lie
I hate every single step
that brough him into our lives.
Jessica
I saw her out of the conor of my eye.
She was just standing there.
Beaitful flowing hair.
Bright red dress.
I strolled over any as if she wanted to dance.
She accepted wwith a big smile.
So we danced the night away.
When we finished I took her over to the bar.
And brough her a drink.
And we talked aand talked.
at the end of the night Iasked her out.
She was the nicest woment there.
It was a nice night.
And I am seeing her again.
2003
Lord you kept me here with my head drawed high, thinking about the days when i though
you couldt here me or have forgotten about me, and the day i use to sat and cryed. But you
brough me a mighty long way from where i came from and for that i give you praise with
the words from mouth and the actions that i give off. I see so many people rejecting you but
me i open the door to you. Lord im keeping my hands held high and my heart poured out,
just keep me one more day.
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