Short Refilled Poems

refreshed and reborn
through ocean breeze upliftment
energy refilled...

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If only our hearts could
be refilled with love
as easily as we reload
our Starbucks cards...

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God says draw ever closer to me and be royalty, refilled , redeemed always

9/8/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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wine sipped and refilled —
refueled sisterhood, 
where the world makes sense
and relationship’s sealed.

glasses filled with white —
two different kinds.
each to his own
but uniting the whole.

two more to tryst —
could take a red.
remember blood
is thicker than water.

10/16/2019...

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Laura returned in a dream tonight 
to remind me of who I was
Leading me toward a waxing moon
she sang of hope and love
Pulling me close she kissed my lips
as her breath refilled my soul
Giving me back unto myself
—with a joy that time had stole

( To My Muse — Laura Nyro: September, 2023)...

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Vividly its coming
Imagine it figured
Conquering its occurring
Maturing as it grows

A pencil is meant to write
An ink is meant to be refilled
A paper is meant to be written on
And words are meant to be read

Slimmer as it boils
Aborting as it leaves the fakeness
Completing as it receives the originality
The race has been ran...

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Yeah, 
I'll have a #3
no onions and,
can you hang on a second?
Yes, 
I need to make an appointment.
Dr. Jones.
My Lipitor prescription needs refilled.
Okay, see you on the 14th then.
I'm sorry,
anyway,
can I get that with extra mayo?
uh, yeah, sure
supersize it too.
Two apple pies for only a dollar?
Yeah, go ahead 
add those.
Did I say no onions?
oh, okay.
Diet Coke please....

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Senses become ingulfed,
the sound frequencies exit my lips,
black magic pouring fourth,
in a barrage of rage and torment,
self anger, sublimation,
projected then introspected,
hurt, regret, the wounds slashed again,
lacerating our aura, it bleeds
ether and is refilled with bile,
spat in face and broken in
sob, sorrow leaking, a joy
to be speaking, the darkness
subdued by light, having survived 
another long cold night....

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The driving rain pounds fiercely upon the windshield
As my eyes strain to look into the face of tomorrow
Only being able to see what is right in front of me
I push on down this road hoping for a glimmer of light

My tank approaches E as a ray of light breaks through
This road is only in one direction so it’s to there, I go
Hoping to free myself from the rain and get refilled
I come to the destination, where I am then replenished...

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Metatron’s secretarial skills, translating, recording Akashic; a vigilant worker, indeed!
Every soul is an author; the greatest literary compendium, the book of life, is written by all souls.

God makes no distinction; all souls, two-legged, four-legged, winged, scaled and finned, are the same; dust of Gaia; breath of God.  As each completes a chapter, an angel’s ink well is refilled.  He never tires of the duty.
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Hurtling toward me was a messy, slimy mass
Of masticated food from a diner with no class!
Glancing off my head (I ducked!), it landed on poor old
Mama, right smack dab in the face. It slid, then rolled
Onto her lap. The offender saw her mopping her face.
Unabashed, he refilled and, without a trace of grace,
Talked, with cavernous mouth wide open, disgusting us all.
Henceforth, Food Flinger, cease showing such egregious gall.


November 3, 2021...

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Today, surrounded by family, I felt alone.
As I looked upon the faces of my loved ones,
I realised I was loved, yet still alone.
This may be the onset of depression,
But it might as well be my first reality check.

The sturdiness of the crate doesn't guarantee the safety of its contents.
The eggs will still fall, one by one, leaving only empty depressions.
Then the crate is refilled, only to be emptied again,
and the cycle continues....

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