Short Lathering Poems
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Crisis spills totally spoils
Comely bombarded ill toils
Consecrated gatherings
Covered social lathering
12/16/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Finding her staring at myself within
The shower; she looked so lovely
I could tell by her beautiful eyes
That she liked what she was seeing..
More in this, a woman always knows
When she is desired; lathering my legs
She did not gaze away, while her breast
Told me that she was mine; silken beauty.
Roaring torrents go tumbling down
Splashing beads of clear tiny crowns.
Sparkling tears from heaven above,
Lathering pools of cleansing love.
Frothy white, like a snowy dove,
Rushing waters that push and shove.
Prism rainbows gleaming above,
God's handiwork for his beloved.
Cascading falls, deafening sound,
Earth's paradise, beauty unbound.
© 07-10-2012
Revised: 02-27-2013
100% Nature Contest
You must start moving
Get down off this hill
Maybe you should start proving
You are not intellectually ill.
This is no place to stay
It’s spooky at midnight
You must find a way
To get us out of this night.
The Zombies are gathering
The Ghouls begin to drool.
The Ghosts’ slime is lathering
The Serpents have taken the pool.
It’s time to leave
And in a hurry
Get moving Steve
Or you’ll be Monster curry.
No theme in mind!
No muzzle on this
mad-dog night!
Got to let the words fall--
a Niagara of inspiration,
joining in a
bottomless splash of phrases,
frothing at the lead-tip.
Rules?
What rules
when it comes to
Free-will poetry!
A rabid sense of
urgency
biting its way
between
then across
all ruled lines.
Lathering and sweating
is common;
cool down if you must,
but the best
boast ardent writers,
come with ravenous rush!
LATHERING A COFFEE DAY
. . . . . .
wispy threads fall like crystal glass
frothy eyes drenched with slits
icy bubbles lathering soft giggles
snugly bugs flirt with moist grass
~ ~ ~
boat bathing on a rippled ballet sway
coat of rain perfumed nude flesh
note sings the aftermath of suds
roast coffee brews a pillowed day
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Rick Parise’s ‘ Lento Poetry’
Cascading falling pearls
Shattering window waterfalls
Cold as ice filling the skies with mist
Gravity's guidance surrounding
Those the molecules they wither and fall
Eventually evaporating expulsion from the breeze
Gathering lathering pounding against the rocks
Finally chastising the air and other elements
Seeping through the cracks
In awe so far falls Waters from the Waterfall
9/29/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021