Short Shackle Poems
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Whenever nature shows its colours true,
the scene is set for heaven’s hand,
to draw the blinds that shackle perfect visions.
The mind is bound to thoughts,
And the heart shackle to emotions.
We're chained to multi-moods
Even linked to seductive sensations.
Sky is blue
Why do you paint it red?
Landscape is green
Why do you paint it brown?
Citizens are reasonable
Why do you weave them irrational?
This a free nation
Why do you shackle her?
Desolate,once more
Thinking of what could have been;
Where did I go wrong?
Was there more I should have done!
Three words left unsaid-
The arrogance of male pride,
Shackle emotions..inside
Desolate,once more
Thinking of what could have been;
Where did I go wrong?
Was there more I should have done!
Three words left unsaid-
The arrogance of male pride,
Shackle emotions..inside
There are some birds I'd like to talk about today -
a cardinal, hummingbird, robin, and blue jay;
but, put me on a chain, put me in a shackle,
you can never spoil my fun. I'm saying "grackle".
Lifted.
Oppositional.
Vessels.
Entangled.
&
Having.
Absolute.
Pure.
Passion.
In.
Nature's.
Essential.
Soul.
Shackle.
1/22/2019
Word Play
LOST IN WONDER (naga-uta)
Desolate,once more
Thinking of what could have been;
Where did I go wrong?
Was there more I should have done!
Three words left unsaid-
The arrogance of male pride,
Shackle emotions..inside
LOST IN WONDER (naga-uta)
Desolate,once more
Thinking of what could have been;
Where did I go wrong?
Was there more I should have done!
Three words left unsaid-
The arrogance of male pride,
Shackle emotions..inside
VIBRANT
Am I not strong to fly with falcons?
Am I too weak not to prey with my talons?
Then why keep me waiting
Whilst my patience is tugging,
Break the shackle and get me a pen,
To shake what others failed when I was in den,
Lotus are you flower or mineral a physical being
Orion is that really your name are you starlight
New leaf found on a tree bearing in the desert breeze
Foggy harbor blinded by the coral reefs at shackle my feet
1/31/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
You aim to
me keep
confined.
You aim to
shackle
me in
chains.
You want
to silence
me .
But I won't
let you
keep me
here.
I have
broken
out
of the
box.
I have
broken
free
from
the
chains.
I have
found
my
voice.
Alexis Y.
03/30/2021
The flesh we wear today
may often deceive our knowing
To act as if each day is unrelated
to the next will shackle us
to the past
Exalted words
translated from inflated minds
have prevented prosper alongside
humility
For yesterday I was
today I am
and tomorrow I will be
Sadden Shackle Soul
I am sad
I dress cold and ragged in black
I need love
I am related to the instilled sadness
I vacation in the hell of this world
My job is lack
I desire to be shackle less forgiven and freed
12/9/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
LAMENT POETRY TYPE
winter's passings soon
soon the mornings will spring forth
life velocities
~
painting pictures scenes
of beautiful blue greens red
yellows poignant views
~
environmental
warmth shackle in early morning
dews season changed spring
1/21/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Love
What is love?
Why do we love?
What is the need?
Why can’t we live without it?
It grows like a weed or
From an invisible seed
It is passion
Or heart’s compassion
It is flower which blooms and withers
Or fragrance which never dies
It is dream of awaken night
Or dawn’s twilight,
It is miracle
Or shackle?
Form:
Child of floor and shackle mocks,
a cooperation of physic-circumstance.
A stalwart drag, stale wart brags.
Dungeon, so damp,
the bottom feeding vampires in vitro.
Morph of mind sired,
desire turn to sour mankind to think of self
and do evil,
festering the corpse alive.
Still, no word on who the Father is.
-
But, we know.
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Let Love flow as freely as the lash.
As Justice calls measure for measure,
thus we salt the wound we gash.
Love practiced often, gains in measure,
as all the fine skills within our grasp
enrich e'vry soul's treasure.
So shackle the thief as so we must,
but lovingly, for without such skill
we are just lifeless dust.
Prayer works miracle
The Christian divination and oracle
The Lord is in His tabernacle
Breaks every bondage and shackle
Freedom in every circle
Prayer, the master key
With faith, hitch-free
Branches of blessings on its tree
Speedy answers from GOD in three
All will come and see
Sometimes, GOD can delay,
Just wait and pray….
Sometimes I clear the debris
Of yesterday’s pain and despair
And crawl to the keyhole
To peek at tomorrow
The sheen pleases my eye
I am about to turn the doorknob
And step outside but
Chains of memory shackle me
Octopus of past extends it tentacles
And pulls me back
Into the dark I am used to
Written on:04/11/2017
Advanced Topics:memory,octopus,keyhole
It's the body,
it's always the body
which calls you,
even though it uses you up.
You swear never again,
yet the body pulls you out
to shackle you.
We are all addicts
to cellular flash-fires,
the curving crests of pleasure.
It's not her or him, it's you.
You sacrifice a transient truth
to immediate need,
vow to love
in a blood burning moment,
and almost mean it.
There is a tiny dot in your eye
an indelible drop of ink,
not fading
not spreading
growing darker with every wink
shining with every whisper
It is shy.
Pupil turned teacher
who learned me to shackle my four chambers
and give them away
I smile when you smile,
sleeping you slap me
I giggle and go labour
to keep the sheen
of the dot in your eye
If it drips, I drop
I will find you
Will find you
Shackle you to run
Through the barrel of a gun
Youre never getting away
If I have my way
And not through force
Head ye this course
But just for me
And so for you
Because if its the fairytale you're after
Look into my eyes
Ill spell you no lies
Cry you no cries
Just cherish the prize
Of one of two people
Married for love
In a sinical world
Love has occurred
The tide stand tall
The wind blow strong
A clap of lightning
Strike’s with a vengeance
The thunder roar with
With a frightful loud roar
I hear a tremendous squeak
I see a of flicker of light
Totally black and silence
Follows..
The tide stand tall and began
To roll in
Taking everything back into
The sea..
To shackle it down to a watery
Grave..
Hate is a latent poison
That slays without hesitation
It is a steely prison
That halts the shining of one's dawn
It is an iron shackle
That dims one's hope for miracle
Should you hate until your doom
Then your fate won't come to bloom
*When you hate, especially for long or without sufficient reason, it is not the one that you hate that suffers but you*
September 9, 2022