Short Risings Poems
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multiple, risings
brighter than a thousand suns
those electric lights
~
currents thousand fold
radiant brightly shines bold
atomic fusion
7/30/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2021©
We were worn from war,
emptied and exhausted,
with morose winter of psyche,
it took courage in calling,
crossing the dusky abyss.
We heard their collective
caring voices,
their calming connecting
reassurance.
They give their time just
for us,
it is now the morning of
our risings. ~
Oh stars, even stars! Even the suns
whose undying light breathes life into all
countless mortal creatures across the universe,
whose sisters are their gods, whose risings set their clocks,
whose settings set ablaze the fire in their lovers’ eyes,
even they, even they are consumed
in the heartless Void!
As we're going through
A bumpy, jumpy, avenue
Depending on our hullabaloo
With a burden, that is in pursue
God sends our way, blessings
To make our load risings
A less required mounting
O' thanks heaps, Dear Lord
For each passing day of life, onboard
Forever and a day, untold
Time without end, takes hold
Sweet and salty,
Bittersweet,
That time of year everyone's ready for the heat.
From Alaska to Florida,
California to Maine,
In teens and kids,
A time to celebrate.
School's out for now,
Gone are the books,
Late night crunch time,
And early risings.
For three months its swimming,
Sleepovers and camping.
It's summer time, baby!
Be it water that flows;
Risings the flower that grows;
renaissance
no garnered tokens, nothing broken
nothing loss
renaissance
Wide open universal spaces;
Open armed embraces;
no garnered tokens, nothing broken
nothing loss
renaissance
7/23/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.© 2020
Death?
What does it mean?
The end,
or the beginning?
In death,
there is life.
For one to fall,
is for one to rise.
Fallings easy,
risings hard.
Death can come easily,
quickly, slowly, painfully, peacefully.
I would fall,
if only I could.
I am here for one,
and one alone.
When that one string breaks,
I shall follow.
For staying risen,
Without him,
is to live a hallow life.
"reflective risings"
dawn approaches with new possibilities
and the sun shines expressing hope
as songbirds visit outside the pane
dusk rolls in with blankets of comfort
and the moon beams showcasing wonder
as each silhouette faces peacefulness
the in betweens is for all to view for
sunrise to sunset are reflective risings
where illumination colours state of mind
SkyWatcher
06-15-23