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SENRYU 20180814
quiet soul mate, bird
cares for nest, old sacrifice
near death - June - God's work
Their simmering passion boil over
Their love, a fading ember
Fully resurrected
Date written and posted: 04/14/2019
Praises ever singing
of his upbringing
nestled
in the arms
of a family farm
vanishing charms
reds
in hearts
beats in darts
feelings on hold
never crease or fold
beating untold
young or old
your heart
speaks
He had great disdain for her
Enough to eliminate
The soft parts of her
He never associated the bones
To the pale girl
Roe Roe Roe your boat
don’t you fill me with an ark full
low blow this behold
more than just my hips for art thou
i have an ecosystem inside me
an entire forest
and you've somehow
scratched and carved your name
on every single tree
I think of her asleep at home;
Full of her warmth, I envy our bed.
Wherever all my musings roam
She follows in my head.
betwixt the soul of night
still young but bright
death carved out
her path for me
through The River Styx
yes i know
this river
all my life
i know
her twice
thus i go
to drink
from the
River Styx
where i drink
from her twice
(Put Out To Dry)
laundering minds
airing dirt
hot winds divide
***
Sprinkled among my memories
A little girl, humble and shy.
Sneaking her head up for a peek
Barely heard as I travel by.
Freaking out,
rolling back is rough and sweaty.
everyone knows it!
all has tried,
KitKat isn't for legends any longer!
I don't want the effort to be mutual.
I want it to be a battle...
a war....
a pleasant torture of who can out love who.
a tortured soul
has lost it's hold
on body
and a mind
as years foretold
of wintry cold
so sorry
I'm inclined to be
-unkind
we will by you stand
hand to hand
your in our plans
for all you
say and do
i love you have won
THIS DAY FOR YOU
MOM
Madame Butterfly
hath taught us well
the key to her beauty
Incubate it carefully
Guard it zealously
riddles
in your head
hold like saddles
reins as you move ahead
puzzles
Her last glance
Hastened
My last supper.
Intense,
Fascinating, and
Fascinated
By life and the agony of the harper.
She looked puzzled
and laid her book
between
the tea cups
And asked me
if the soul is a woman
and I said
it is now.
my eyes are so fresh
as awaken your beauty
ever so shines on me
9/21/19
Written words by
James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
her lips
add traces
of
love
her love
adds
an
trace
to my lips
my what
an
taste
her lips
?
I love that I'm in love with you. I honestly do. unadulteratingly
do love you
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr©2022
Before marching
To our graves,
Time leaving
Her mark
On all of us
Waiting for
Your soul to
Be saved
the sun
peeking from
the corner of
her eyes
give us
a token of
her love
a gentle glimpse of
this
providence morning