Short Measurable Poems
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If my loves measurable
then a mathematician
you will need to calculate
how much I love you.
Composed 25th April 2017.
7-7-7-5
So swift behooves...
in challenging quest...
competitive hearts...
race their best...
A treasure to win...
one measurable test...
for equine ones..
Churchills best.
A kind person is more valuable
Than a mine that is gold covered
Look beyond the measurable
To maintain the cherished
Essence that was unfolded
Nayda Ivette
12-1-2015
Love is,
Not a substance,
Not an entity,
Not a dimension.
That’s why love is,
Not measurable,
Not tangible,
Not time-bound,
Not defined in numbers.
But love is,
A reality,
A gift
You can only feel it, admire it and be grateful.
As swift behooves,
In challenging quest,
Competitive hearts,
Race their best,
A treasure to win,
One measurable test,
For equine ones,
The World's Best.
new renditions to have compared later. This is with As starting out on first line.
Freely let me be who I am
Pen in hand
To speak with innocent words of love
The vision of each thing
In the language of measurable hope
So that I may walk this earth
Knowing that each difference found
Is the same as every affinity bestowed
To so cherish the world
Everyday is hello
Today and tomorrow will always be
Everlasting is void of time
Religion cannot provide eternal life
Never a need for a last goodbye
In Christ alone is eternal life
Time is measurable limitation
You and I can receive eternal life
Trim prim lawns
Glistening dew drops
In the summer sun
Trim slim blades
Evaporating raindrops
In the summer sun
I hail you suburbia!
You who can neatly replace nature's disorder
And transform it into a methodical scheme
Of meterical dwellings and measurable property
You who is prepared for the chopping of unruly grass so green
And the bagging of it all in a plastic sack
Barriers
Lovable, joyful, tremendous engagement
shadowed by trainers, running faster and faster
trying to catch up
trying to slow it down
As I run in circles to tire them down
Measurable, hopeful, life vendors selling empty dreams
standing in the sun, every last damn machine
trying to stop us
trying to make us believe
As I run through them.
This is my life
I Lead
Everything that it is measurable is real. This signify to determine an established agreement to have a objective quantification and univocal of everything that we know. The reality is not different for everyone of us but we are different of the ones from the other in our perceptions and above all in judgments of the world that surround that it determine our decisions in service of our needs.
The space between stars is not empty--
There’s a force keeping each in place,
Yet also binding them together,
Preventing one or the other
From wandering too far.
Like the space between two lovers
Filled with thoughts and longings,
So that they may be miles apart
In measurable distance
Yet close enough to each other
In unfathomable love.
October 23, 2024
Baguio City, Philippines
Once it's magic has touched your body,
Once the unspokeable desire fulfills the mind,
Once time becomes of only space,
Oh yes, once love becomes life and life becomes love.
Nothing of meaning is measurable,
And measureability has no meaning,
Yes, love then you have known,
And beyond doubt love has known you.
What then doth life, time and meaning become?
A thing of now, or a passing of time?
Everything
will die.
Then what’s
the
point?
What’s
the point
to
life?
Why
life?
Why live
at all?
I
think
therefore
I die.
Was I
here to
learn,
to experience?
Was I
here by
chance,
kismet?
Is my
fleeting
puff of
existence
even
measurable?
Infinity,
time and
space.
I, unmeasurable!
Existence infinite,
as old as
time itself!
I will die,
but,
my existence
never will.
It's time for me to change
People repeat their pastimes
And make the same promise each year
But it's time for ME to change
For that I must arrange
My goals in a smarter way
They must always stay:
Specific
Measurable
Attainable
Realistic
Tangible
In order for me to change
Happy new year, I hear quite oft
It won't be happy until I make it so
My actions will determine the year
This time my efforts will show
The vast abundant circumspect
Everything is all,
all is in everything
Major masses amounts
Plethora
Abundance of all
surplus more than many
all is in everything
Excessive over whelming
Unaccenting, beyond measurable
all is everything
masses amounts major...
PLETHORA
8/27/26
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
That ever elusive continuum
Which one thinks shall be, is suddenly now, and then has been already
Consistent, precise, and measurable
Beware the charlatan
Who sprints and creeps with equal ease
Lunged after but never held
You escaped once more
And then dispersed like the morning mist
Insensitive, indifferent and undeterred
Unconcerned about pain or pleasure
Rude and fickle and frugal
Friend or foe
Is it worth asking
What are you to me?
Goal is an objective you strive to pursue
in a determined lapse of time.
Tangible by the results the goal yield.
Some takes a short time to achieve it.
Others take a long term time span.
There are personal or professional goals.
Objectives should be measurable and
set a determined dead line.
Divide goals in short, medium and
long term.
Take the necessary steps and measures
until you reach the desired results.
Nayda Ivette
9-12-15
I know the mechanics of Time --
easy enough to add and subtract.
Division a realm we can calculate;
but, when it comes to continuity, it is
an age old question -- Our human heart,
an imperfect perfect example: beats can
be quantified; but feelings have a strange math
all their own...often outside of
measurable reason. Having no
consensus on
which
one
can count....
And so the day comes to an end
Oh how I wish my soul would mend
The grief one feels is beyond reproach
When they obby so bad, they need a coach
I jump and weave and try to progress
But the obby is fierce, one measurable test
But my soul was saved when from the heavens
Came THE OBBY MASTER, (his real name's Kevin)
He guided me through the jumps and weaves
Now I obby with grace, and shift-lock with ease
The day is anew and my soul is saved
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LEFT STANDING THE LIGHT SHINES--
Even when the rain falls
The reign comes
Even when darkness lights
The light shines
Even when the pain dawns
Healing sings
I am free, I be freed
I am indeed, indeed
Even when you hurt
Yourself worth
It shall be imaginable, not measurable
Open up your lit eyes
Empty heart be not surprised
Even when the darkness lights
The dark runs and hides
Left standing the light shines
1/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
INNERMOST METAPHORS
confiscation
truthfulness
&
unflinching
beginnings
laying
bare
a vulnerable
consciousness
to
exposed
gestures
of
devotion
to
creativity
sublimated
ambiguous
interpreted
fragments
perceived
insights
of
innocence
measurable
but
unreconciled
discernible
personified
opposites
differentials
subtle
equivalence
in
vague
unexplained
suppositions
From his Father's bosom
Jesus waited, and watched . . .
He who moves mountains
with his finger,
sends the wind whipping
with his breath,
and stills the waves
with a word.
Mortals denied God,
laid claim to his treasures,
dressed themselves in
wanton, selfish desire.
God repented having created
humans, and sent his flood.
His un-measurable love
paved the way for redemption,
poured his own blood,
a cleansing river
to cover sin, and heal
the broken hearts of men.