Short Plum Poems
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a black rose offers pink play on golden hayfield - a plum compulsion
January 3, 2018
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Peace is what we strive for on this earth.
Love for one another is proof of
Understanding that each soul to the Lord has worth.
Mercy God extends to those who practice love.
Often dance with the sugar-plum fairies
It thrills me no-end, like ice cream and cherries
Holding their lithe bodies
Is one of my hobbies
Try not to drop them, but wounds seem temporary
Plum
wings,
plucky
is the strum
of love’s afterglow
With purple locks and negligee,
angel flew to hubby under sateen satin sheets
Lavender ruffling, at the midnight hour, had couple vibing in synchronicity
Plum thinking for sure goes to right conclusions with
Lights on the clean road of thinking and rethinking
Uh-huh! you are free to choose the way you would like
Men and women for sure are free to think like you
P - Peace can come from enjoying this sweet fruit.
L - Love is in every firm and juicy bite.
U - Understanding we can eat fresh, dried, jam or as brandy to enjoy.
M - Mercy me, how fun can a plum be in any form.
Plum trees by the corner,
Sole bloom of winter;
With faint fragrance
Adorning the frost.
Poem by Wang An Shi (1021-1086 )
-Chancellor of Song dynasty 1070-74/1075-76
Translation: Brian Chung
purelandsutras.wordpress.com/blog
Promote pacifism to manifest propped universal
Ladders lifting peace levelled brotherly love linking
Unified communities unfolding utopian identities that
Magnify differences as measurements of man’s sameness
Peace is God's reflection
Mirrored on a neighbor's face.
Love is a warming flame
That lights up a child's face.
Understanding is the fruit of listening
With wisdom’s faithful grace
Mercy doesn't sit on the sidelines
Waiting to get into the game.
Remember purple
fragrance coming
through, taste buds
waiting, such
anticipation, slivating
like wild dogs, awake,
conscious skins,
sweetness, waiting
juice exploding like
a rageful volcano
inside running
down my throat
anticipation over
mission accomplished.
Peace is to be created by self
but not offered by any
Love generates bonding
that makes us restless and takes away peace
Understanding this divine game
unattainable for anyone
Mercy of Him only gives true happines
as it offers refuge from the vale of sorrows.
Place: 2nd
Peace is the plum the world may share,
Without charge to the hungry in humanity’s store.
Love is the flow in the causeway of life,
Drink of its water and keep your heart light.
Understanding is a plum of magical fruit,
Playing the music of lullaby flutes.
Mercy is the kingdom of eternal salvation,
To all that would seek a godly safe haven.
Peace love understanding mercy
What words will your tongue be serving
P.L.U.M. a perfect acronym to be
For the fruit of the spirit is as tasty
Peace is sweet and serine of times
Love is not selfish it is delightful divine
Understanding with an open heart mind
Mercy given by creator to man so kind
Be like a plum both tart and sweet
Understanding peace love and mercy
True values, how rare...pure treasures they bear
Oh roots of grace enhance our earthly place:
On fields of PLUM sweet mercy hums
Where love's wings thrill moments that sing,
To stir new dawn on fields of PLUM
Till young stars rise ...each virtue, a kind prize
While soul finds peace through content at ease:
And understanding glows like summer rose
Four values uplift ...our life blessed by god's gift!
She was plum perfect
Sweet as apple pie
A lavender rose
Hearthstone
Boiling warm glow
Dew drop Olive garden
Warm Glow tulips in the spring
Such a sugary woman
Soul so very sweet
Her very essence chocolatey
Chanterelle strawberries
Sea anemone oceans breath
That woman that girl cotton in a candy
So sweet chocolatey sweet
She's yum, plum perfect
2/4/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Christmas – Plum Cake
If you like Plum Cake
Do beware
For unripe plums
Can cause despair
Be very careful
With the flour
Sift and sift but
Don’t take an hour
Add some sugar
But do beware
Sugar is bad,
So do take care
Mix in some
Butter, this way
Use your fingers
washed today
Time to mix in
Some luscious plums,
Careful now, wash
That red tongue
Getting late now
Off to bed
Think of tomorrow’s
Christmas –
Of the Plum Cake ahead
The mothers spread a plum stained blanket
under the tree,
and lay the babies down,
patting their backs.
They listen for the sch,
dedh, t-te sounds
of plums dropping through leaves
and hitting the ground around them.
Then they stand
and gather up the ones-
Soft, some slightly split, bursting-
The perfect ones and eat them,
plum juice staining their mouths
and fingers.
They laugh
and spit the pits away,
like the boys do.
I must have peace in my life and so I create it,
my home is tranquil and wraps me up in a warm hug.
Have loved a hundred times or more and have been loved,
though some have left this world they still visit me.
Understand that some people just stay a bit, some
fade away when needed, but some have deep roots and seeds
Without mercy and compassion to give to this world,
you are but an empty shell and will just wither away.
So plum different, my twin sons.
What one likes, the other shuns.
Son M- Persistant Perennial
Lively Loving
Unpredictable Untimely
Manly Masterful
Son J- Patient Predictable
Leisurely Lawful
Unbiased Understanding
Mindful Mature
If I could wake one morning to the plum
desired by most people on this Earth,
prayers and wishes then would be fulfilled
for all to share the miracle of birth.
Where peace would be the goal of every soul
ruled by a love that dominates each heart
where understanding is the rule of law
while mercy shown to all will do its part.
If all could be in rhythm with this drum
to march, achieving then that perfect plum.
Peace prospers like lush greenery or clumps of robust tree
unfurl and branch out widely in justice and equality;
Love will flourish as huge clusters of plum
when we unite and cooperate, life is extremely awesome!
Understanding others’ weakness, kindness and acceptance
lifting and helping each other, progress will advance!
Mercy, compassion and grace must reign in our heart
and let spirit of brotherhood keeps us from falling apart.
I know like a solvable sum
Every Samson’s riddle bum
Roaming our banal slum
Besides my tricky chum
With his insincere dum-dum–dum!
Not in his favor
His ear- assaulting chewing gum,
A thing to not savor
His disquieting rum…
If not slapping some drum,
Strangers asking where they came from,
Glowering at the seemingly dumb.
Sometimes, touching tunes does hum
But with a face decidedly glum
And not infrequently hitting his mum
For recklessly postponing his plum.
.
Peace wafts softly after storm with the breeze of serenity,
whispers to the ruffled mind the notion of compliance for
Love to drizzle like the summer rain on the deserted heart,
sprouting the languishing sapling of secret love where
Understanding blooms like flower even if dreams break
within besotted love where judgement morphs into
Mercy building with forgiving accord the bridge of promise,
letting the new sun rays drape the heart with fervent hues.
Majestic and marvelous
you are a sassy one
lovely and melts my lament
I am confident to have her…
listen, she’s full of precious diamonds…delicate like a lamb amongst the wolves…so innocent…
Precious
loneliness gone
understanding
my majestic Queen…so independent and territorial…she’s a feline and she’s mine! Mine! Mine! (:
- dedicated to my black cat: Plumbella (Plum as a nickname)…
She is 1 year old
Rescued by the shelter…
Beautiful and bold
Black cat lives matter….
Peace has settled in my heart after years of isolation,
Light of love warms the quiet corners of my heart,
Understanding blooms in my heart where memories linger,
Mercy whispers mercy — healing wounds with tender grace.
Perhaps in stillness we hear our kindest calling,
Lingering doubts dissolve beneath compassion’s tide,
United we stand in gentleness and shared wisdom,
Mirrors of each other — kind, forgiving, and at rest.