Short Parlayed Poems
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He parlayed his handsome,
Against her soft assets.
He saw her and she raised him.
Both folded, spent.
He, a sure bet.
She, a wild gamble.
Together, a beautiful transaction.
Dancing through
the mine field
deftness parlayed
Destruction incumbent
the future
in play
Each step risks a lifetime
if right
turns to wrong
Tomorrow uncertain
when short
—calls for long
(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)
Parlayed about a twist of fate
His shredded character remains
All sought to burn and swiftly end
Yet he persists from autoclave
Turning down a meaningless debate
Sarcastic tongue with wily pen
Smooths the path, a wake revered
So few achieve his place of Zen
A little diddle time
To write loathsome rhyme
Restarts your sensing fine
Some dig a mine to cipher
Parlayed a broken cause
You stumbled on my clause
Dement recusing paused
Tears on your wishing wiper
Another line you cry?
We breathe a final sigh
An aging lullaby
From diapered to a diaper
Mama if I'd known you're gonna die
I would have done, better
Daddy if I'd known that you would have cry
I would have done better
and now I'm so sorry, sorry I've did obeyed
As my minds trappings parlayed
I would have done better
If I had known
4/24/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
IT CAME TO ME ONE DAY
IT came to me one day
a silent moment parlayed
with shudder-awakened
i was more than 'me'
a pure disgust
of human physicality
i screamed at the meat
which encased immortality
and bit my tongue thinking
it was infestation within me!
OH the horror of living
without Divine Presence at all
What separation that Gulf of Sin!
To sleep i fell and resumed life.
:: ~~ ::
Poets of convenience
reality to sway
A stain that lasts forever
excuses not parlayed
“Thou Shalt Not Kill” long spoken
ancient law upon the land
Religious, secular, or more’ bound
the truth has one command
A billion screaming babies
by curettes scraped away
As smug self-righteous killers
demand to have their way
The pathway to eternity
lined with voices put to death
“Thou Shalt Not Kill” their epitaph
—damning your last breath
(St. Josephs University: September, 1972)