Short Ordain Poems

I
to
you
this
dream
unfold
I
to
you
this
truth
impart
I
in
you-
live
today
I
in
you
once 
again
ordain...

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For Dan Kerr, A Layman

Me they never would ordain;
Could not bare all the strain,
He had been,
In lion's den,
So a layman still will remain.

Jim Horn...

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It's my part;
Yes! my heart;
O' and I seldom cry;
And there's a space in my heart for you;
and you ask WHY!

because God Ordain it so!
Hallelujah
Amen...

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I make words come alive
not pictures or sounds
a singer or painter
stays lost in the clouds

My phrases and couplets
in colors ordain
what the Angels will sing
—in praise of His name

(The 1st Book Of Prayers: March, 2022)...

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Ordain and magical
The dancers spin round
To move in such ways
All they need is sound

A song to us
A melody to them
They dance gracefully
To a beautiful hymn

Their every motion
Mystifies the young
They move majestically
While the instruments are sung...

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Clear days of old,
Antebellum.
Not too fancy,
Mediocre.
Bright color seen
Perfect warm nest.
Young harmony
Child fairyland

Secondary,
Tall pine in back.
Conspicuous, 
lone pompous rose
Toxic ivy
Marigold patch
Null pottery
Stream overflow
Taste pure water

Ordain infant
Adore always 
Wife trustworthy
True nuptials
Man unyeilding...

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Can a denier believe?
Can a man of God doubt?
Can a prisoner leave?
Can a king go without?

Can children die?
Can stars ordain?
Can songbirds cry?
Can deserts rain?

Can killers heal?
Can healers kill?
Can the sun melt?
Can it be felt?

Can the soul see?
Can my soul hear?
Can God be?
Can time disappear?


[posted 12/2012]...

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I move to be moved so I stand
I'm caressing your soul your inner man
I must love you to be loved
This truth ordain by God
Inhale
Breath held
I stand
inner man
loved not odd
This truth ordain by God
I
AM
Man
Ordain by God
Just slightly above angels
Amen


8/27/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©...

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What would fame bring
what would it change
One iota of truth
the stoppage of rain

Living exposed
the arrows to sling
You know what you know
whether knave or a king

Accolades fall
slaps on the back
Stumble or stall
and your patron’s attack

Life in the shadows
freedom proclaimed
Famously absent
—yourself to ordain

(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)...

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LIFE OF A MAN REPENTED IS ETERNALLY PLEASED-

Such is the life of a man
Whose very essence is pleased
God has ordain eternal life through Jesus
Such is the life of a man
Coming out of the womb a sinner
Repented, Heart and Soul apprehended
Such is the life of a man
Whose very essence is pleased

6/6/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
TRIOLET...

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I have found that throughout life
You can be a needle or a knife.

Either you heal, repair, and bind
Or sever, injure, and divide.

With words and deeds we so ordain
To be arbiters of peace or pain,

To fasten tight or slash apart,
To cherish or to break a heart.

Each moment shapes the tool we use
So today,  which will you choose? 

8/24/2016
Five Rhyming Stanzas -5 only- Poetry Contest entry...

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THE RAIN FALLS PEACEFULLY,
ROLLING DOWN THE WINDOW SLOWLY.
THE STORMS VOICE IS HEARD,
THE DROPS AND SOIL NOW STIRRED.

LIGHTNING FLASHES ALONG THE ROARS,
SMALL PITS TURN TO SHALLOW SHORES.
EVERY DROP HITS WITH A NOTE,
WONDERFUL MUSIC COMING FROM THE STORMS THROAT.

SILENCE AND SLOW FALLING RAIN,
PEACE AND SERENITY THEY ORDAIN.
FLUSHING AND CLEANSING THE LAND,
BRINGING PEACE AND TRANQUILITY BY THE HAND....

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Pandora of loving

When you love,
You hardly heed to the beckoning pain,
When you love,
You are clouded with the mist of the posed fantasy,
When you love,
You often bairn yourself to give it all,

But is it a guarantee to be paid the same?
Is it a sacrament of the ordain pouted love you expect?
No, I don't think so,
When you are in love,
Wake up to avoid a broken heart,
Is a Pandora of falling in love...

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I feel that I've not done,
Everything that I should do.
I've not found the sun,
Nor what rain,
May have to prove.
Every word is dry,
With a fighting attitude,
Trying to deny, 
What I'd truly say to you.
I've tried to be the kind,
To write,
And please your very eyes.
Yet there comes a time,
When my muse,
Runs and hides.
Nay! This game of pain,
Is not what I ordain.
Peace will be sustained,
On the day,
I write again....

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Be still you moaning soul
and heart refrain from vexing
the souls domain with anxious
thoughts and wish wash emotions

Soul and heart both so sync
wish not for the past where
regretful actions and longings
dwell wish not for the future
and what it holds to ordain
stay not in the present
for lost both shall be

Be ruled by the mind which 
neither feels nor expresses
Mind over matter no
more wish wash matter
floating in two worlds
no home to gather...

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Wednesday’s woe has come again
Washing o’er my longing brain
All the way down the long dark drain.
Sat on a bench with naught to gain,
I stare on bleakly in the rain.

But lo what thoughts do I ordain?
I stand, I sit, I do refrain
From leaving down that winding lane
Instead I go, to another plane
In which the moon is on the wane

I stumble blindly on in vain
I care not for the passing train
The blowing wind doth keep me sane
From giving in, to the mundane
Yet Wednesday’s woe remains my bane...

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