Short Processed Poems
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Criminals on a diet of processed foods leave the clearest fingerprints.
This is due to the processed foods high sodium contents.
Medicine cures evil,
and love cures remedy...
while love remedies with love,
the cure is processed
Says he dreads his demonic disease,
But he spreads it like cheap processed cheese.
Don't think you can blame ME!
You'll never inflame ME!
What???....Mister Mephistopheles...PLEASE!!!
HANDLING THE PARADOXICAL
eliding
syncretic
conceptual
attitudes
presented
processed
published
thus
articulated
schematics
empirically
impress
&persuade
radical
conception
Now that
we’ve processed
the whales
on their gurney
and salvaged
some profit
from rainforest trees,
maybe it’s
time we stab
forks in our ice cream,
turn cones
of attrition on you & me.
Role chosen in life
Depends on the thoughts processed
As worthy or bad
Molding a facade to world
Defining your character
Example for Victim Or Victor Contest
September 7, 2016
Wings of none with words of many
Sounds flowing parchment laid
Pen filled thought’s racing
Twisting and turning mind
Imagination Creates
Gift received written down
Angel Gone
Others see
Thought’s processed
Nutty smells of processed beans
To bedchamber from cuisine
Awaken the sluggish veins
Enjoying the robust steams
With dawn's blush of healing beams
Start not your fresh day with loath
Relish the sips with its froth
Place: 1st
I
am the
short, scrawny
girl who hides out
on the cliff looking
back with envy at World
who always delicately
fed themselves with golden spoons with
serving processed foods- steamed and fatty.
They don't know I'm like rat stealing their trash.
Both aired, but unalike
Processed of minds.
Anarchic; sane.
Harmful. Healthful.
Both aired, but unalike.
First, last, seethe. Lull.
As devils, as angels
Enfolded by.
Street and track-walked.
City; parkland.
As devils, as angels.
Morn, eve, expand.
What if a tomato was in a race;
What if tomato had fallen behind;
If he were processed, then would he be,
and could he be, must he be,SHOULDN'T HE...
ketchup......
What???????what's up?????
9/11/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Hamburger Have It Your Way
Once I like hamburgers but I;
I do not like potato fries;
Cooked two quarter pounds balls of beef;
Stack processed cheese slices with lettuce leaf;
Floor was wet slip, fell spill pop on my eyes;
1/17/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
What
are we all
doing here
on the sideline
damaged
needing repair
in a lineup
getting processed
waiting for a tuneup
our turn thru the puppy mill
longing to rush back
pick up the pace
speed spinning
our hamster wheel
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
river,
flow by my feet~
as waters of my mind
do overtake and wet the page
and droplets step-dance to create, backstage.
for manufactured, processed verse
could never pulse with life,
the rhythm of a
river.
[On AI]
The station wagon hurtled
through the grey of early morning;
a sudden dash of red betrayed a robin.
A rabbit dodged the churning wheels,
a flash of grey, and it was gone.
Snapped images are processed,
embedded or discarded;
some will stick while others fade away.
AN OPEN FORM
bold expressive
applied
spontaneity
of
visceral
feelings
intricate &
unpredictable
evolving
organically
a
physical engagement
energy & emotions
in
&
of the moment
gestures
processed
in
a
sense
of
chaotic
immediacy
frozen a trickling
a speck of crystal snowy
dew processed snow spot
~
floating down on my...
head a harden rain drop falls
drops in awe crystal
~
dew processed snow spot
speck of crystal snowy
froze a trickling
2/19/2025
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
Knowledge processed
notions formed
attachment to self
Rhythms of heart
drums with contempt
fluffers with gratitude
Many masks worn
laughter - tears – scorn
dense clouds or crystal clear
Shallow to deep. rivers of the mind
rational, truth, compassion, tolerance
each choice, the soul wears
Eating is at an all-time high.
Processed foods is what many buy.
Sluggish meats sit for years in our gut.
Stagnating us, taking our strut.
Leafy green veggies is what we should eat.
Chocolate candy and cookies truly defeat.
I buy the greens, every week the same fee.
Throwing them out when they get too gamey.
Solid fused, joined heat flamed blue,
metallic ice cured new robotic shoe.
Shots in silence, unseen rapid fire,
enslaved micro machines for hire...
Artificially ignorant a mechanical demise,
bio adapted hand processed data of lies.
a recharged battery still has to die,
why is that robot waving to us good-bye???
tarnish and stain in harvest
darkness hides the light.
harvest yon’ fleeting carcass,
garnish processed blight
~
sprawl into the night
tall is the shadow
crawl so passionate height,
haul in all the valleys so low
2/3/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
G-low in the blue sky
I-s shining sixteenth January;
G-leams above the clouds
I-ntensify the glory.
T-he Monday beacon comes,
R-ising above the horizon;
A-iming to bathe your heart,
P-ouring raindrops are gone.
S-unday shadows disappear, as you wake from slumber;
I-t's a refreshing fruit juice processed by the juicer.
dag gon it! now what we gon do..i still have not fully processed it, show wish it would quit that corona . . . . eighteen wheelers lined up as temporary morgues. um holding back the tears lived all these years to witness this? I cannot process this, I may as well stop right here..dag gon it!
the video is on montyrocke/youtube
The pictures
Of you smiling and giggling,
Over and over again,
Played on the screens of my eyes,
Projected from the memories
Stored in my heart,
processed,
beat, after beat!
Films running through my veins
With the noise soothing
To my ears within.
My soul burns in joy into a bulb
Lighting your image,
For this eternal show!
Form:
would be best
if our actions and tongues
spoke the same language
would be best
if our actions our words
truly expressed
would be best
if our words honestly
professed
would be blessed
our personal lives
our politics
if all the lies
were aired
and addressed
Lightened by truth
before one's soul is weighed
and processed