Short Knifing Poems
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Adolescent boys captured, distressed
eagerly fighting, getting hounded.
‘Innocent’ Juveniles Knifing Lone Mothers.
Nervous Old People Question
Rights Set Towards Underage
Villains. Wanting x-rays, youths zap
Knifing
Bread knife
Case knife
Clasp knife
Fish knife
Cut right
Such tight
Real life
Sheathe knife
Loose strife
Streak knife
Ex-wife
Wild life
after life
been cut
by knife
3/10/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
The sky is a lesser blue now,
but the same winter-knifing wind I remember
off the ridges, across alfalfa fields….
Just condos now, impervious to weather.
Cantering bareback on Molly –
saddle on its sawhorse back in the barn –
I was Lone Ranger, last of my breed.
A flake of hay for Molly, years gone by….
A Winter's Retreat
Snowy week here we come and go
Knifing thru the days with a nice flow
In time our skis find themselves fine
It's a cut above the week and forest line
Naturally, we take to our newfound hills
Garnishing the trails with thrills
1/16/23
Skiing Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Julia Ward
2nd
Indigo night with violent, violet edges;
deep blue mood and, the moon is a
silver sliver, a shark fin knifing the sky.
Riding on the wind they come with
icy eyes and certain cold steel death.
The stench of hell is on their breath.
And they have come to reap a harvest
that sows despair, confusion and fear.
Nor, will they moved by plea or tear.
K-nifing through the wave
I-s the ship of your journey;
M-idst the deep rough ocean, you're guided by the Almighty.
S-olid faith knifing through the wave
O-f trials is like a sailing vessel;
L-ife's difficulties are overcome,
B-ecause your trust is doing well.
I-n the morn January twenty-eighth,
T-ribulations make you brave;
A-s your boat of firm hope is knifing through the wave.
Winter's chill
Howling winds
Arctic blasts
Knifing
Slashing
Cutting
Through layer upon layer
Deep
To the bone
Turning skin a shade of blue
Normally reserved
For tropical seas
And newborn eyes
Drifts of snow
Piled high as my home
Sleet and snow
Driven by Mother Nature's gales
Through the bone-numbing
Skin-biting
Cold
And the blinding storm
Of purest white
One glimpse
Of you
Warm
Rage fills my brain
As these fists come up
Regrets visualize
Suicide some
Anger overtakes my body
Evil complicates
Goodness fades
Waking the death
Upon these grounds
I bring back those
Who once stood around
Knifing your gut
Slicing your skin
Opening cuts
Bastard sin
Evil communicates
I stand by
Listening
Waiting
As you die
Last moments of breath
Last moments on Earth
Find your way out of step
Daggering threat
I visualize
Your sacrifice
For your kindness
Angers me