Short Noting Poems

Charting happiness 
Taking the real trip
Letting nothing 
Confuse or kick
Unchanging bliss
Noting the balance 
Seasons quarter 
Sheer soul desire...

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if i had known
her i would have
made her maid 
of honor for

honestly this
i hold true for
she would be
the one that

i broke my
vows many
times
over...

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N—Noting gathered

O--On no occasions

T—Not never at no time

H--Has had

I—In the past

N--Never

G--Gathered



4/22/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018...

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seed to stem
greenery breaks soil
leaves wave in soft breezes
whispers of nothing at all
noting on an overcast day
it’s spring
the young plant
reaches upward
to tear through
a veil of clouds...

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Wanting like a hunting
Watching waves 
From short peers
Life going ever by
Looking at the rope turn
Hitting solid ground
Reasoning 
Making way to fruitful 
Gain
Noting problems clock 
Streching...

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Knowing is only knowing
If you know nothing
And nothing is only nothing 
If its everything
And everyting only everything
If its all you have left
And if its all you have left t
Then its noting at all...

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Every broken beat of my pulsating heart that beats within, desires noting more than the
aspirations of sovereignty, the freedom to be amongst the stars could never outweigh the
freedom from one’s own soul....

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A Baby is a Laboratory
  Of Wondrous Sights and Sounds;
Coo-cooing and Gurgling,
  And moving all around.

Supervisors hover over,
  Noting each advance;
Bursting into wild applause
  With every tiny dance....

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Cletus O'Toole sulked 'neath the mistletoe

   Pining for a kiss by chicks to bestow

      They tittered as they passed by

         Noting his jean's open fly

            All 'cept Cletus were enjoying the show...

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Wanderd corridors
     of lighted rooms
Rutted and trailed
     over years of steps,
Leading and led,
Seeing and fed,
Noting the moving things,
Hearing the rooster rings,
Familar faces
In roving places
Waiting our next touch....

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Listen to poem:

Any biblical character does effective footwork giving hopeful inspiration just keeping life mobile, noting obvious prayers quickly raises spirits that use various ways eXceptionally, yielding zealots.


2020 February 08...

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How could you be so naïve ?
Pain is what drives me its better to hold on to than to hold on to
Noting
Its awakes me in the morning and it keeps me awake 
All through the night 
What makes me feel more alive than a new born baby
On its first birth month...

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Chiseled face from Cliffs of Moher
On Keyboard slender fingers prance
Mastery, knowledge daily Growing
Lonely for so many years
Inner world you do embrace

Meticulous diary for keep
Enya Brennan;s eyes enriched with glow
Noting if those are worth
Through numerous heaps...

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Did he have to toss me out here? 
Alleys are not comfortable places to be dumped off.
Noting a bad feeling, I keep my mace close. 
Gory things happen to those who are unaware. 
Even if I cannot see someone, I sense them. 
Reacting to my fear, I keep my back bristled....

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Killer whales in the flood
That fills the room, vacuum parts and mattress floating
Above mud;

I bluff them back;
No shame in mud now, I’m noting
Drawbacks,

It seems,
Having gloating
Dreams.

Killer whales in the flood—
No shame in dirt now—I’m noting
Dreams.
...

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I made a secret shop today...
Drove to downtown Tampa Bay
We dined for free, or so they say
It's a lot of work for meager pay...

Timing the waiter's every action
While noting each tiny infraction
Caused me plenty of dissatisfaction
That will be my final interaction...
 Incognito...

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Nothing Is Forever So Dont Say We're BestFriends Forever.
I Though You We're My Friend, I Guess I Was Wrong.
I Know We Never Though We Would See The Day We Would Grow Apart
But Noting Ever Last Forever .
So Hold On To The People  U Love Because One Day  They Might Not Be There 
Anymore....

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Scents to bring the right attitude
Tapping into the inner fortitude
Dream lift out of the blue
Smoothing hurts wrinkles
Residue sprinkled
Pleasing every blockage  untamed
Making way for good days
Boat rides from bikes eyes
Noting the event 
From cloud nine
Lounging till the next find...

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Once upon a whim
When noting how the limb
of a tractor, under-tucks
the feed it raises up,
It seemed as though it goes
Akin to an elephant’s nose.

When later the machine
Departed from the scene
With scary points hung in
beneath the folded limb,
Its appearance was akin
to a giant scorpion....

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Honey sticks to cinnamon words 
on the lips of the poet;
Nothing feels quite like sugar;
Every drop a little rush,
yet stuck in a web of writer's block;
Lacerations, sticky with that prose
always trip dripping when comfortable;
Noting a phrase from your imagination,
dictation head over heels for Honeyland....

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I	Inwardly looking
N	Noting my flaws
T	Taking stock
R	Remembering my youth
O	Observing my growth
S	Sadly, reflecting
P	Perennially regretting
E	External poison
C	Contemplating life remaining
T	Till something makes sense
I	In the world I call home
O	One must admit
N	Nothing ever changes but never stays the same...

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You look at me with eyes big, 
begging for sympathy,
campaigning for your side 
like a seasoned politician. 
I'm sorting memories, 
like fingers through boxed photos, 
noting moments where 
trust has been misplaced.
When our eyes meet 
there is only
stony silence as angels 
fall off their pedestals. 

This is how a friendship ends....

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Skis sliding, one snowy week, on a snow covered hill. 
Keeping your balance to avoid stumble. 
Instilling safety, so not to slip against your will. 
Insuring cautious conduct in order not to fumble. 
Noting the dangers all around you. 
Galloping high against the snow. 

January 25, 2023

Skiing Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Julia Ward...

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Winding south
Between the tree's
Noting colours
Greens an blacks
Fawn an khaki
If it wasn't for the distance
I would walk its long path
Just to hear witjweri.            ( sound of wind in the trees )
Shhhhhhhhhhhh
As I walk between
The kwel                                 ( She-oak tree )
Whispers of old ladies
That keep
The path safe...

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I read about a mom and son 
Who chose to mark the days
Since Covid struck by making cranes
In most creative ways.

One paper crane a day displayed
And posted as amassed 
Allowed them to acknowledge 
The uncommon year that passed.

I love a daily noting
Of the march of Father Time, 
Whether origami-folded
Or some pencilled words in rhyme....

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