Short Corinthian Poems
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Island and Chrysler Fantasies
Ricardo Montalbán
Was very urban.
He pushed soft Corinthian leather
And sidekick Tattoo was light as a feather.
your sky sparkles
in rays of light
stretch through
Corinthian blue clouds of joy
a young flower blooming
in total bliss and happiness
this i know for sure
Corinthian columns challenge lifespan
host of novelties transcend
observance pause barters expend
cornices prime, capital defend
shaft and base strengthened
All New Testament lengthened
Snowflake;
Snowflake, falling on my pretty face;
Snowflakes
Snowflakes shining on me
Snowflakes;
Snowflakes;
Falling on my pretty face;
Snowflakes, snowflakes falling on me;
7/23/74
Written by The Corinthian® & James Edward Lee Sr ©1974, 2021
ooh we we
We are wee wee, baby
Tell me, tell me
You want me
You need me
I'll be more than,
just a friend
I'll be more than just a boyfriend
Ooh la-la
My, my, my ooh lala wee wee baby
ooh wee wee la dee la-di-da
7/18/71
Written words by The Corinthian © & James Edward Lee Sr © 1970/ 2020
O' mine dear brother;
and my sisters be strong and
be immovable;
be enthusiastic;
for the Lord our God nothing;
nothing was done for Him;
in His name, in His,
in His name, In Jesus name;
whereas nothing is done;
shall be concurred as
nothing done for Jesus is
shall never be useless
1 Corinthian 15:58
6/5/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
THE KIND OF SORROW--
God won't allow no more you can't handle;
For the kind of sorrow;
Oh, God wants us to experience;
Some sadness leading us away from sin;
Resulting in salvation;
the kind of sorrow;
God bestows upon us;
that kind of sorrow;
Strengthen us may save us
Oh, God wants us to experience;
Some sadness leading us away from sin;
Resulting in salvation;
the kind of sorrow;
inspired from 2 Corinthian 7:10
Just because He made me;
Doesn’t mean He lade me;
Down by the shore, where the serpents play;
Just because He made me;
Doesn’t mean He left me;
Down by the shore, where the serpents play;
Just because He made me;
Doesn’t mean He don’t love me;
Just because I don’t see Him now;
Just because He made me;
Doesn’t mean He left me;
Down by the shore where the serpents prey?
12/1/75
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©1975, 2018
The Corinthian™©