Short Lead In Poems

There was a fair damsel of Peales
with a bust the smallest of deals.
She applied strong lotions
and drank costly potions.
Now she walks with lead in her heels....

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She looked up at the blue green Dallas lights,

Sparkling in the warm night air,

Blowing across her face.


What perfect lives they must lead in those lights,

While she sells her soul,

For one more tiny rock....

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Blue lighthouse on Lake Michigan, how incredible you be.
Window glows dancing to lead in the sailors at sea.
There are no words to describe your heroic beauty.
Your guidance means the world to my family and me....

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God blessed both of Adam kind 

with fruitfulness of children.

Now counted millions lead in death,

through troubled thoughts for Adam mind,

not counted blessings born to bless,

but snuffed before first blessing’s breath....

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I lay my life down
At the cross with you
Your mighty grace abounds
Now I stand anew

A new creation
In you
Fueled by faith
I run the good race

I sow my seeds
Lead in your strength
Bind every taste
That hinders grace



The love in you
...

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My Love for the World has always been Really 
Really Blossomy
You Look at me and you see a Timely Person
I have lived to see a World garnering for progress
Where Love Conquers even an honourable 
Peace
So Let Love Lead in a spectacular manner
And a Unity formed for a Strong Forte....

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I never thought I'd see the day
  when Illinois' leaders held sway
Taking the lead in this deadly war
  against a virus Mr. Trump tried to ignore

Hats off to Governor J.B. Pritzker
  and Chicago Mayor Lori Lightfoot
In tandem, they've conducted a blitzkrieg
  to get Illinois residents to stay put...

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It’s been 20 years since this Mike
Last took a ride on a bike
Now my muscles are sore
After 4 miles or more
But this just might be something I like

The wind in my hair, ah the chills
The lead in my butt on the hills
About time; I lost track
But I made it back
Now where were those pain relief pills...

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If you take  golden swords
         To cut heads 
                                           of all your enemies, 
            You won't find folks 
            To lead in the future. 
                                     Better let the truth helps
 you to put them at their right places. 

August 03/2023...

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As I sit here and write
The travels of me
Memories are sinking
Like lead in the sea
Hold fast to them all
And you might sink too 
The bad ones let go
Make room for the new
The travels of me 
Have started once more
New things to try
New places to soar
Bound by no one 
And nothing to lose
No holding back
New memories I choose....

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It's when you want/
To pretend I don't exist/
That I have to prove I do/
So, I guess I need to/
Take your lead in this dance/
And realize while I/
Clearly see you there/
You don't exist either/
But the irony of all this/
If you say I don't exist/
You would rather I be dead/
I still exist to those that matter/
Do I still exist to you/...

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Friends of heart for us
Are mountains like
And harbors there
Are there
In back-ups
They are us
As backfires life
Where others
Who we are in chase ghosts
In mist
who missed are mass
where winds
hit in massive at whirls
and warps of life
friends are rare lead in lit
so they are for us light
as warps and whirls in life
friends are us 
and they are light
for us...

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The words are loud in my ears 
Causing a cringe in my flesh
They are a lump in my throat
And lead in my heart
They clog my nostrils
And blur my vision
The letters haunt my dreams
But unspoken they must remain 
For I fear the verses
Yet if I leave them unuttered
They will feast on my lobes
If I do not string them together
The past will be lost
And we become enslaved by guilt...

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My nose is redder than red
The flu has put me in bed
I sniffle and drip
I can’t get a grip
For there’s pure lead in my head

Coughed up a poem or two
That might not make sense to you
The germs and the phlegm
Have covered this gem
Clean it, for it is…true blue!

It’s been a miserable day
Been grumpy all the way
But for this great SOUP
You guys are the scoup
Much better than meds…. I’ll say!

Eileen Manassian Ghali...

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A forsaken child's parenting isn't paramountly a deceased parent/s. It's a withdrawal being
in the presence of the desolate child. No
guidance to guide, no development to blossom, no one to communicate issues too. 
A forsaken child a vacancy replaces the child's parenting,  no lead in mentoring  one's standards of living everyday life for the forsaken child to live their fullest rising like a
Phoenix within the Universe....

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Caress my neck softly
Hold my body close to yours
Tempt these sweet chord progressions
Acoustic affection’d freestyle 
Finger my frets with delicate touches
Mother of pearl inlays sweat
Bending vibrating strings
Crank my volume knob high
Sliding capos moan
Play lead in poetic rifts
Soundhole oozes sensual melodies
Gouging pickguard’s scars
Tune me in the key of your love
Strum me hard…

let’s make beautiful music together...

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To a Bullfighter & a Brahma
All the arena is a stage
Each tap & twist leaves them surprised
As the crowd sits mesmerized

In baggy, tattered pants & paint
With athletic grace to the left he’ll feint
Taking the lead in a dangerous dance
Knowing he’s a cowboy’s only chance

This Brahma ballet is danced every night
Amidst the dust, the noise & the arena lights
He’ll keep on dancing this Brahma ballet
It will be his calling until his dying day...

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Winnie the Pooh
And his friends, Rabbit being among them too,
Know that honey is Pooh’s fixation and regular delight,
Eats too much, gets stuck in Rabbit’s front door, a true blight!

Rabbit
Is a fusspot and has an obsession to lead, in fact a habit,
He pushes hard to release our bear, an impossible chore,
Tells Pooh he eats too much honey, Pooh blames his tiny door!

Poem Entry : Cleritoons Poetry Concert
Sponsor : Joseph May
Dated: 2021/09/11...

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Undertake your overtaking;
Withdraw your initials;
Give birth to your art makings;
Intentionally cover your drawing;
Erase those lavish markings;
I am the glue for the paper
I am the lead in the pencil
I am the paint that color the landscape and horizon with;
I am picture perfect
For I am ease
I am all the beauty that encompass
EVERYTHING 
---this view on a pallet



8/23/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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As the moon bathes me with ardent solace where does my day lead, 
as I’m drawn to you with bleeding tears


I will trace your lead in this concrete web
Holding effortlessly still
surrounded by dim veil

City illumination lends means
to its forged beating soul
Intoxicating control
drawing to false streets of dreams

Sightless to being
Dismiss urge to yield to a
submissive embrace 
Enraptured by seductive 
city glittering nightlife 


9/25/2016...

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