Short Imaged Poems

Words-
as
jpeg
picture files-
imaged in the mind...

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After restoring memory,
the used space becomes free again.
Yet still, you do haunt
the ghost drive of my heart....

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INSTALLISTA 

enclosed
   view
from within
found
or
  readymade
projected
imaged
  or
    heard
in
  spatial
   everyday
reality...

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I took a nap,
and called it a life,
A ticking clock,
I imaged to be real,
sent me to dreamland again.
All my prayers now
are:

Please no more -
I get it!...

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before the eyes
a crystal sphere
neon bright
new,
imaged in my glass
strange
a novelty to greet
each night,
even when unseen
the perfect rhyme
a poet's boon...

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What is this overtakes me
Mid-sentence or mid-stride
Freezes the mind, when beside
Others walking, or lone?

A gust of fear? One feather
Of fluttery recall?
No; what does hushly enthral
Future-imaged, hair-blown....

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Wind, the Barber,
   shears the trees
   decisively
with naught but
   his own  Fall design
   in mind,
Refusing imaged   glass
   for his reluctant clientele,
insisting    they trust
   his ancient  artistry,
Born of  a driven 
   fate again
   and again.
...

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Writing
               a poem
is
thinking
                 out loud
                 secret
                            ideas
imaged
footprints
in virgin
                     snow
a unique
              reflection
of
unsaid
              thoughts
              recited
aloud
           ..framed
for the
crowd...

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Dimming light
candles flicker
Dry ink
No parchment found
Wonder within thought
Imaged sounds
Tracing
Back in time
A rhyme
Verse appeared
A Contest
With Constance La France
My chance to win Yalto
First
But 5th place is fine


Contest: Writing Challenge-Yalto Form
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Date Created: 12/13/2022...

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The cascading stream leaps down the emerald valley
Dancing waters caress rolling pebbles on their facet 
Twilight weaves light and shade lattice on tree canopy
Drizzle of silent night sprinkles stardust on the thicket
Stars of firefly twinkle to the tune of crooning cricket.


January 1, 2020
Contest : Writing Prompt-English Quintain Imagery
Sponsor : Dear Heart...

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An imaged stone
With hidden flaws
Hairline cracks
O crackerjack
Dimly lit monument
In its place
Ceraceously covered
Comfortable til proved
Masked til moved
Into the sunlight
In the round
Tried by fire
The heat of day
Melts away
The priceless statue
Subjectively devoid
Alone freestanding
To weather rains
Fears and pains
Exposing imperfections

Inspired by John Hagee 1994...

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Teacher that walks before me, a precept imaged in stone
Exhorting exhaustlessly the word shaped wonder grown
Academic, ambassador of an ancient beginning bringing
Competence in credential o vision; In honor of your giving
Humanity celebrates itself in you; you the culture's store
Emitting light, you the open door inviting change, you sure
Register of all glory; teacher, we rise in adoration to praise...

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If I could love unconditional, I shall
Love for the Christ in me, I will
Be love in kindness, the only good in me from my Father
And as He breathes His breath in me
I see with His eyes I see
In my mind soften heart
He sees my due process
I am foreboden, now forgiven, remade in His imaged
A lump of coal, now I’m a diamond

9/20/2023
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©...

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Youthful Guilt

Penitence embedded his soul
For persuading his lover
To unite their labials:
Not deep but shallow felt.

The hormone spills out
Till he was tensed;
And inside him—
Concealed from the other flesh—
Oozed a yogurt-like liquid:
That makes the world enormous…

The dryness underneath 
Was dampen and reeks—
Of creation gland—
But his inner man 
Imaged in the Cross shrinks:
Evince youthful guilt...

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First I saw you from afar;
My eyes burnt from your beauty;
Your imaged blazon like a star;
Within the blacken sight I choose thee;

You stood out so bless;
My heart beaten fast;
My eyes dilated;
My mouth salivated;

So a sweet chocolate delight;
Such a warm and sweet sugar you could be my wife;
Your love, lovely love, ooh oom I could just taste it!

7/30/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2021©...

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She comes in colors.
Rearranges herself at will.
Masterful pen.
And a mind never still.

As imaged in my mind,
The Rube with a doob
in her left hand
Merlot in her right,
Penning her heart out,
All through the night...

Artist painting with words,
Colors she invents herself,
Every now and then a little humor,
Like a mischievous elf...

And so many love her,
And so glad she is back...
Especially me,
This old poetic hack....

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Rest Before Bed
I burnt the coffee
Brown the bread
Stirring offen
While in bed
Read the book
Watching it on TV
While drinking Lipton Tea
Closed ranged
Brown the sound
Now imaged in my brain 
Those violent scenes
Running upside down
Bound by detention
Oh! my did mention
I offen
Have toasted wheat bread
While drinking hot tea
Reading a book watching television
......... watching what's on Seinfeld


2/5/18
by James Edward Lee Sr....

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SYMBOLIST SWEETHEARTS
In looking we see and
in seeing we now will
be . As part of the art.
This pleasure evolves, 
as we participate ,hear 
with our eye to resolve a
mystery ; sensations symbolize,
then synthesize the illusion
into a new experience
A momentary intercourse
of minds imaged again
with perceptive intuition
by our eyes,ever to remain
indelible,unique and concrete.

Listen to me read this and others at this link
http://youtube.com/ichthyschiro...

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Listen to poem:

*Image of Candles at God's Acres by Pixabay.


Happy 93rd Birthday Mom


June twenty-four mom's ninety-third birthday,
No candles or cakes except the bouquet,

Flowers for her and no banquet setting,
Just keepin' it plain -- no scene and fretting,

Illumes shed true we've aged, noted we've grown,
Blooms laid neath her imaged rosette gravestone.


Inspired: 2022 June 16
*HM*
Bite Size Poem no.47
~~Line Gauthier: Judged 2022 June 23...

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Genetically imaged of self
Back to back
we are the for each other,
day and night,
in life and spirit
You teach me all things;
oscillate between 
positive and negative,
right and wrong,
in and out,
up and down…
We may fight, disagree;
but deep down 
it’s because we care
on such deep level
Like it’s ‘me’, 
that wants be there
Guess what is most important,
are the moments that we share
We are sisters,
we are family,
and with love
are always there!...

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A mind realized that it had become
itself, a self
that had been molded by fractured hands
yet somehow
by the grace of time
had now become itself.

This self was both a shop-window and a mannikin,
yet even though it was a cut-out
of certain carefully crafted characteristics of an imaged reality,
it knew it was,

and
that is the difference
between one who sleep-walks an existence
and one who is fully-charged
and ready to be a light
unto itself....

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Everyone wants to be it , but few attain it . If you can think , not be mislead by your own idea but fact . If you can perceive that which is not present , but imaged by the mind , bring it to reality . If you can judge between a worthy cause , or just irrelevant . If you can say we , not me . If you can stand yo ground and not yield but prevail . If you can be humble when wrong instead of crumble . If you can love with a big heart yet stern . Now lead with that , lead with sense ....

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REJUVANT RESTORATION
Windows of my life,through
which I see the world.Silhouettes
imaged moments transfigured
forever imprinted upon memory.
Windows of my life,paused moments
in which I live in the land of the living.
Precious gaps of reality,distractions
from the monotony of the repetitive
routine of the cycles of my rehabilitation
a rejuvant restoration on the road to good health.

You may hear me recite this and most of my PS catalogue on Youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro....

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