Short Reimagined Poems
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Revisiting places,
a fresh pair of eyes
All time reimagined
—the how and the why
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)
The moon risen high, over
the burial vault of the sun
to the accompaniment of fireworks
from competing constellations
~ All this, before suppertime
You want to take things
Off the grid
Disappear
Into the woods
Build a house
Turn the earth
Grow your food
Natural birth
I want to take things
To the edge
Reimagined
From a pledge
Create a home
Stop the world
Enjoy a meal
Graffiti mural
Lend me your insight,
your light,
left a yonder breath, done right.
Not a prayer, but wisdom from your eye sight;
let me in to your mind, let me in.
Lend me a piece, lend me a puzzle,
lend me a breath to cease the muzzle;
let me reimagine mother earth,
*The earth reimagined?*
Commence rebirth!
The secret to having fun
At any age,
Is mostly found in those who have,
spent time under the sun,
Enough to fire up their imagination,
So, their creative juices can start flowing again.
Fun can be reimagined at any age,
Fun can be reinvented at any age,
So, what are you waiting for . . . !
Ever painful?
Oh, yet, but I can breathe
so distasteful.
Oh yet, but I can see
blinded by my fatalities.
All oarts of mortal vessel life
Covered by the one that gives me breathe.
Hush, ever quiet
I am covered and graced
Garnished in Faith
A prodigal son reimagined
I am everpresent soul blessed
Grace
8/7/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Sometimes, my spirit blossoms like a rose
Opening up full petal to quietly reveal
Its fragrant presence in my languishing soul
And relishing the sweet scent of perfume
Beckons to me come nearer and revel
In its awesome glory. Cautions me, too,
To avoid its sharp and piercing thorns.
Reimagined May 9, 2021
For "Nature" contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Christmas reimagined by who…
not Horton nor Whoville
but Doctor Who
A bride vanished from altar
Her reception,
hopped up with Santas and a tree
Ornaments’ revolving, lifting,
evolving into bombs
Jitters, not the groom or bride
A network web
of complexity below
the complex
Racnoss wrapping
sweet gifts
not at all nice
10/29/2022
*For those not familiar, Racnoss are Arachnids
Caught up in broke and broken
operating on what we can;
Ready to rise by your own bootstraps?
Or fall, never to be reimagined;
No answers with a diagnosis
ask if humanity is worth saving;
Vitamins flood a prescription we should know ;
It’s a dangerous money making machine;
Redefining lifestyles can change everything;
Understand you have a choice to stand up;
Stop feeding pharmacies instead of yourself.
innocence memorialized in candlelight
as we sit and dream in its gleam
of flickering and playful flames
timeless and free flowing
finding each other in the midst of longing
vigilant in the rapture of a touch
reimagined
ritualizing the oneness of our being
connected in the purest form
within the glow of warm light and soft wishes
without the barriers of the tick-tock clock
endlessly - breathlessly
lost in love
I am Seraphim voyaging to descend
Spanning the lake of invisible water
A spindrift of twirls of huffing wind
Falling-in Fall leaves gathered on a rusted altar
Blissing in delicate spirals I bend
Just where the river ends
Exalted and brilliant within intangible halos
I light the world then setting slow
In golden hues I fade then falter
Sublimely reimagined I do delight
To evaporate into the glow of night
Painting the moon with vestiges of the coming day