Short I Am Poems
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The philosopher muses.
With the keen intellect.
Of the vital subject.
As the learned expect.
And the masses accept.
he was a telescope
he had space and its galaxies in the palm of his hands
she just couldn't use the adjustors correctly
I am what i am
Not hiding my tongue behind the heart
In my book , all the Chapters are easy to scan
this is what i am
As God is our breath and our chest and His image we are a spirit~
11/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
As anger, I wager
Of you to take control
To put you in serious danger
Of losing your soul
As you become ever stranger
This cannot
Be known
Nor that..
No I to know..
Yet
I know what
I know..and I
Am sticking with it...
We who do not socialize aren't necessarily anti-social.
We just have zero tolerance for drama, stupidity and fake people.
Convincing myself of my own importance
—I became an audience of one
(Bryn Mawr College: Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
President Barack Obama
Credited for getting Osama
Now along comes Isis
"Lord help me, another crisis!"
path - 12/1
The formation of this creation is not
just a fascination... however it is a
confirmation of my
destination!~GodzPo3t
Form:
I Am
Miracle Man
2/19/2024
Life is a challenge
So get it right, no overs!
Jesus is the way.
Sometimes the best thing too do,
is to just be you
5/10/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
I am here
in a farm
in the cold
in Yaldabaoth’s charm
waiting for Christ’s arm
I am here
This is a celae poem.
I am with you
Even when you make me
Blue
Even when our couple
Isn’t us two
Even when you’re over me
I’m not over you
tomorrow will start 2021 ..this year goes in a black hole
8-27-2020
Contest: If I Am A Super Hero
Sponsor: JCB Burl
You made me black
and the whole world
persecute me for being
black
Who are you to question me
Remember I love you
A Short Senryu`
Small minds write short things
That stir the air no more than
Rush of Angel wings
Give me your lier
Give me your thief
Give me your killer
Give me your racist
Give me your sinner
For I am never full
I am born,
Borne unto death.
Spewed forth on a wave,
Webbed feet touch a holy hand.
A postulant …
31 March 1983
Home is only home when I am with
You laying your arms, the one place
I feel safe we're nothing can touch me.
25/4/2019
head having melded with heart
ego identity vaporised
all souls one, none from us apart
light of our true Self is realised
the poet
is only the Quill
the ink
is spirit touch
and Life
is the Page
upon which it is written.
toc tac toe
I am always X
weirdly enough
every young person I meet is also always X
I had to learn to be O
begrudgingly
sunset’s bloom to hilly dusk
busy streets to catalyst
where am I but in the rush
of the wild Wild West
you came in
my life begin
you taught me
how to be free
you are my key
my name is sam
because you too
am
THE MAN I AM