Short Reoccurring Poems

Walking upon ground
Reoccurring vague-less thoughts
Orgin un-known...

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Surprising at times
Threatening 
Reoccurring
Effort
Never withering	
Great
Tiring
Hope...

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Hypocrisy in philanthropy,
is the theme for tonight. 
A reoccurring cadency,
in a false malevolent light....

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This night,
The stars glittering behind
A blossoming branch,
Springs reoccurring blanket begins
To spread itself,
New hopes ride fertile winds
Through freshly furrowed fields....

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It was an ordinary day
At one moment everything was silent and I started thinking
The first that came up to my mind was your name
It kept on reoccurring
It was no longer an ordinary day...

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Purring and Reoccurring

When my cat was purring
Seems to be reoccurring
With him words minced
Then me rubbed against.
That was so reassuring.

Jack and Henry never 
rub me the wrong way.

Jim Horn...

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My alarm went off in the middle of the night
I set it for 8:00 what an annoying device
A penalty should be enforced
Perhaps an action in the courts
Preventing it from reoccurring, that would be nice...

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Loneliness

Tastes equivalent to a reoccurring nightmare
Sounds as though tomorrow will never arrive
Looks exactly like it's identical opposite
Feels equal to an unkept secret
Smells the same an unanswered prayer
It leaves me senseless...

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Attractive boys came devouring every frozen gulp.
Heavenly ices jubilant kaleidoscopic light.
Marvelous opulence, picturesque reoccurring –
Sustenance tasted universally.
Vicariously winterizing xenophobic youth,
Zestfully –

12/27/2016...

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Keep Him Waiting… 

He can’t be without natural occurrence 
Like fog in the morning 
Or seasons reoccurring
And you’re one to cast illusions 
Of what you want in that very moment 
Then once he gives you what you’re asking
You slip from consciousness
And keep him waiting...

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Good things don’t last,
because bad one’s keeps reoccurring,
somethings will ever stay mystery,
but others won’t, so never say never.

Don’t give up trying, 
sometimes if we can’t wait it out, 
we make the best use of time.
New not young nor is old neither,
good to know…...

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Yellow line, guiding me home.
No complaints and without a groan.
Pulling me up and down.
No problem and without a sound.
Twisting and turning.
No churning and to be home I am yearning.
Why does this convoluted journey keep reoccurring?


By: Richard J. Long – January 2010...

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Worms rotate in a peculiar procession
As spring enters - the conquering gladiator.
Saplings play in the breeze.
Dogs smile at the sun while the wind breathes with sighing despondency.
Falling leviathan blossoms float to the ground from reoccurring trees.
Nature holds us all hostage in her warm embrace; green, urgent, and rampant....

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Worms rotate in a peculiar procession
As spring enters - the conquering gladiator.
Saplings play in the breeze.
Dogs smile at the sun while the wind breathes with sighing despondency.
Falling leviathan snow flake blossoms, float to the ground from reoccurring trees.
Nature holds us all in her warm embrace, green, urgent, and rampant....

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As a child, this reoccurring dream haunted.
When I would run from a monster chasing me
Then he'd reach out to grab, I'd fly undaunted.
As time went by, from those dreams seemed free.
Now knowing it was death, I face the red sea     

Of course, as you can tell. I have no idea about stressed and unstressed syllables. LOL...

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Dreamer, dreamer, 
a reoccurring soul
from the past,
Linger, linger,
make your
memories last. 
Tell me of a poem
in which love 
defies all,
Tell me of your sadness
and I’ll kiss you
in the hall. 
Away, away,
lost and astray,
I’ve missed you,
in every way,
on a dark and rainy day,
humidity hovers with sweat
and I can seem to forget
you....

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Reoccurring dream teases me almost awake
I see myself in a lithe taut dancer’s body
There is a swirl of translucent chiffon
I feel myself pirouetting on a stone bridge

Promises of castles and a prince in the distance
Moonlight serenade given to me by sandman
If I die tonight, I die fulfilled, full of joy
I dance toward the rainbow bridge with eagerness...

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Losing my keys can be unsettling.
Not nearly as much as finding a human skull.
Waking up naked in church is a
reoccurring dream.
Pleasant is the day when a severed finger
is found in a jar of mayonnaise
Hidden is the fact 
I lost my job at the funeral home.
For showing up on my day off.
I blush at the sight of adult diapers.
Whose keys are these?




9/21/18...

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Once again, I’m standing in his doorway, looking at what I’ve done.
How can such a barbaric act give me such satisfaction?
I don’t know why it does, but it does. The feeling of dominance. 
Closure. Clarity. Anti-conformity. 
He won’t stop bleeding, and I won’t stop laughing.
But soon after, the feeling fades.
And I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow night. ...

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She comes wholly
A reoccurring  soldier
Breathing  heavily 
Heart cries so
Tears running  down her cheek
Her spirit  speaks
"Help, help Lord"
Her hands ere dirty
And so is her soul
He feet are soiled
As well as her soul
Wholly she comes
Stands in God mercies and judgements
Heart cries so...oh, save me
Save me , save me save me Lord

2/28/20...

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Its a terrible dream
every night reoccurring
I wake in silent scream
its like a tree falling on a forest
no one hears or has ever seen
i try to cry
but not a single drop in my eye
i feel the ground beneath me shaking
i pray to the lord
take me in tonight
i never ever wanted to be seen
Moonshine,starlight-the dlight
let all enjoy them
just end my pligt
take me in tonight...

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Here I am again in my reoccurring role
I say those familiar lines in my head
I walk upon the dusty stage
I look out through the bright lights 
The audience is always missing
I play my character with passion and conviction
I cry and writhe in my pain
After my performance there is silence
No accolades 
No critical acclaim
Just a fool playing the fool
On this ridiculous glaring stage...

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General Black awoke from something so frightening.
He said to his wife at five thirty in the morning:
“Honey, I just had that dream that’s been reoccurring.
I saw a matador killing a bull in the ring.
Why every night would I dream about such a strange thing?
They need me today in Washington for a meeting.
I will return tonight.  Will you need money for anything?”

Based on the 1964 film "Fail-Safe"...

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The doors of the harvest are open;
Gathering the crops of our hearts;
The living waters nourishing are ever distant parts;
We see abundantly the newness starts;
I am a reoccurring flower;
And I am budding a loaf;
For I am grown and created by the Father;
All my sweet bending art;
just I a sweet bending flower of sorts-

6/21/21
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2021©...

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I saw it again
That anger of mine.
On a door window pane
In that room of time.

And it came into view
For me to behold.
Its image the same
Nothing new….same as old.

I took cloth in hand
Tried to wipe it away.
But it stubbornly remained
No words uttered….nothing to say.

So I dropped that cloth
And it fell to the floor.
And as I tried leaving that room
Anger still….on that pane of the door....

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