Short Loosed Poems
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loosed in its fury
violent thrash in splendor
secure the path is
never to return homeward
the unknown will keep him warm
~ Halloween scene ~
eyes feline, darkness
pierce... cries, shrieks... hell's bedlam loosed...
earth's hair stands on end
Was it the wind that had been loosed?
On my still bum, he’d come to roost.
I’d been poked unaware.
I turn around and stare.
By a cicada, I’ve been goosed.
5/24/2018
Why dost thou act this way?
Oh! I bid to know
I hate to see you everyday
Tell the way i go
My freedom is my life
To be loosed is death
For to nought will be my strife
Only if i forsake my health
The God of freedom, has loosed me;
My God of unbounding untied me;
Now I am free
In full liberty
My God, My Lord has loosed me;
4/25/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Gather a glorious freedoms
Suppress by bondage greetings
Task Master get behind me
I am free
Free to be
Mighty oppressor see
Liberty
Shackles loosed
Oppressors flee
I
AM
FREE
8/28/19
The bite of a Howler
No will No cure
With canine teeth Deep
Into sanguine rivers Now ever pure
The dogs of war loosed
Incensed by that smell
An upwell as fleeting
The barons of such hell
Form:
I wish I had a way,
To have the people pray.
For when they do;
The Spirit is loosed;
In a most powerful way;
I wish I had a way,
To have the people praise.
For when they do;
God lets loose,
And joy in life is raised.
fought back those sullen tears
brow to big
to get ahead of the plan
the wandering hand
in the brigade of man
a happy tune loosed in June
the pull of my heart
to light the spark
a mellow choice
to ask the world to rejoice
Being pushed through the door, looking up from the floor
Shoes, boots, and sandals too
coming toward me as I screamed
They seemed to be running in teams
Finally, I was pulled up to freedom
I was loosed, let go, to get my seagrams
I never felt the arrow, as cupid loosed his bow
But he must have shot me twice,
For I love her so.
Entry for 2 or 3 LINE POEM any form
Any theme - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
27/11/2017. Placed 3rd.
Secrets should always be easily shared.
Interaction rather than causation,
Unbridling the soul of all ties once aired.
No need for vigilant calculation,
Intent on seamless communication.
Just being with others in the moment,
A genuine, life-giving, bestowment.
Somewhere the sun's glowing,
And man's cursing the heat.
The parched wind is blowing,
Singeing the drying wheat.
And man swears in knowing...
Somewhere it is raining:
The gray galvanized sky
Has loosed a liquid burst.
God's water can held high
Has quenched the dust of thirst.
And still man's complaining.
Now that I'm old,
though often told "You'll never
be old," by admirers conspiring
to make me feel better by e-mail and letter,
my balance is not what it used to be.
I'm far too vain to use a cane,
and though needing a boost
to be loosed from my chair, I
accept the dare to gird my loins
and Youth-en backwards.
Motet leather surface skin
Covered Barracuda playing a violin
Gorgeous feather floating in the Wind
Phenomenal carcass harvesting
I am loosed as I am constantly persevering
Shedding my physical being floating flying up in my spirit
As my soul Rises to heaven
12/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr
Opportunity comes but in every instance
Look inward and Self-rate your performance
The open doors are still left unclosed
Flash back and see opportunities that you have loosed
Grace is all you need, don't hope loose
Once a lost opportunity can still be the goose!
There's no error in trying again
Opportunity lost can still be regain.
Shadows held within his hand
Loosed to creep across the land
Evil now each shadow hold
With a dark and chilling cold
Night it seems is finally here
Forever bringing with it fear
To strike the heart and souls of men
Who traffic in the worst of sin
And bring to each a early death
Set there by the devils breath
By Linda Rutherford
Being saved from bombers attack a boy was looked after
In a manmade small hole of underground shelter
He peeped out of it to be sure about whether
More bombs were loosed from fighter
To destroy rest of the houses
To shatter rest of the hopes
To burn rest of the plants
To kill rest of humans
To ruin civilizations
With all nations.
I was not too old to hold my mother’s hand,
but too young to understand the thoughts
that mither mind of man.
That serpent’s wiley snare when seeing
female form beneath her clothes, eyes were
opened, and caught this Adam unaware.
Thus seeing does seduce, now opened
eyes can see, and thus this sin is loosed.
Lord still deliver me.
You have left me without leaving,
Your presence here beyond deceiving.
We share a space where you are not,
You’ve gone on to I know not what.
Desertion was not your plan at all,
But your mind, by a siren call,
Loosed our forever knot,
And left me looking where you’re not
For the love and life we shared,
Shattered now with no hope spared.
I am now free.
I have loosed the chains from me.
I leap on the lessons of my old life.
I now have morals that I can trust in this new life.
This question remains: “Why am I here?”
Do I have so much that others fear?
It sickens me like polluted air I breathe.
I constantly want to leave. To run. To hide.
Perhaps get away. Just to survive.
Pointed subtle agony
Wraps cold fingers around my heart
Separation of what I am....
Free falling lazily like dead leaves
into what I am not...
Scarlet Rage finger paints
Black arcs across my world
Red is hypnotic, like flowing blood
loosed by one small flick of a blade...
Heaviness seeps in,
as though already dead and buried
A Fantasy of relief.
I don't see the funny part
Of calling a woman Tart:
What you now plan to restart
And just burn a happy heart
Words of mischief stacked in cart
Had never won Purple Heart
The loosed tongue may around dart
But don't fail to smell like fart
I foresee some tomorrow
Face of repentance borrow;
The hacked heart still in sorrow:
Tina's: tears fill a barrow.
fresh linen
and jasmine
gently caress
the air
sheets whisper
to the floor,
with abandon
searching lips
find an orb
traveling fingers
part the way
legs jelly
and feet tingle
the lighting rod
is stroked
all sane movement
ceased, tremors pass
into the centre of desire
shuddering I am loosed
a ragged breath
lifts wayward hair
slicked in lust
and splayed
I wished
I had a smoke
No longer I could resisted your love
Could not avoid your eyes
You own my heart
My resisting loosed
Your warmth surrounded me
I surrender into your arms
My body burn in this arms
How can I fade away from your passionate love
Let your wet kisses turn off my burning
Hold my tightly, hug me strongly
I become prisoner in your love;
Make me the queen of your heart…