Short Stalls Poems
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snow white doe stalls in the headlight of days —
golden chariot awakes
9/7/2020
autumn stalls, a spent leaf falls
spirit yet graced by bliss squalls
rust red hues adorning earth
womb of life, wherefrom God calls
sweet strewn cedar shavings
Layered bedding soft in stalls
Raked and forked daily
With tender compassion
Companion care for a horse
Form:
Fate the end game
time is fleeting
Moments pass
hate unleashing
Choices lost
reason stalls
Darkness calling
—hell enthralled
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)
Ocean waves,
palms sway,
shells in the sand,
hand and hand
Walks on the beach
solemn peace
sunset falls
time stalls
Frozen in the moment
picture perfect
Different birds,
the same call
Time frozen,
the hour stalls
Mother earth,
bastard son
Nature flees,
—damage done
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
Front-line in depth of mortar
Whistling shells and screams of torture
Blood clot gurgles death bell tolls
Hell of pain in body enthrals
Danger rings apprehension stalls
My breath it stalls
in a moment of space and time
held captive grace
under the starlight twinkle we kiss
igniting the heat
of a thousand suns
lovingly touching divine
He left today, no kiss goodbye, no reason why. I should've known with the late night calls and the question stalls the increasing I'll be home late had probably sealed our fate.
a Christmas market
with its stalls packed all together
blue stripes mainly
and hype mixed up with carols
we won't miss it when it's gone
12/25/2015
Sitting in the cheap seats
God listens and never interrupts
In audience participation god sucks
As the curtain falls
beyond the stage
rows of empty stalls
For none a last encore
After midnight
the pendulum stalls
Chimes to deaden
as darkness calls
A clanking chain
the haunt begins
Till daylight threatens
—the shadows dim
(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)
I had a dog that loved playing in the stalls
What ever he found the little bugger mauls
Until one day
I taught him a new game to play
Now he is content to just lick me Sidney Halls
These dogs must be females, you know
As we during breaks at a show
For stalls, wait in line-
Men in and out fine!
Not fair when we gals gotta go!
on stalactite tip
droplet to let drop; or not
a stalagmite stalls
Note: A stalaCtite grows from the Ceiling
A stalaGmite grows from the Ground
Mice, rats, winter day clouds, coats, shawls.
Gray pants, tunics, bugles play calls.
Horses neigh for action hate stalls.
Ride hard brave scout.
Paint on iron battleship hulls
make rust stay out.
Form:
Travel …
strange bedfellows
made of us all
Crossing
the threshold
hesitancy stalls
Calling us
forward
the moment attacked
Hiding
our fortunes
—the future on track
(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)
Jumbled means in quite a mess
Just like my mind in distress
Jump says my brain at cliffs edge
Judgement stalls this death I pledge*
*Last line kindly supplied by Tim Smith
Penned 20 March 2017
Wispy clouds change shape and the earth rotates
clouds break apart then regroup
a cool breeze signals fall
Though the world is in motion, my life stalls
no changes in sight today
nor tomorrow; if ever?
A new sun is dawning
There's a glistening in the sky
Mother hens are chirping
As Magpies learn to fly
Children are on bicycles
New love is in the air
Ice cream stalls and fresh fruit
Summer is everywhere.
Time wends, stutters, stalls.
Time was when it flew.
Timeless are the dead stars
timed to the last moment
are the living.
Man is a faceless clock
on a blank wall.
In time, the deaf
tell the blind to see.
The wind blows
The sun starts to show
The sky is blue
I start to put on my shoe
The rain falls
The thunder stalls
The ground is wet
There goes the jet
The leaves fall
The birds call
The leaves go
New ones grow
Robot’s Last Kiss
Can rain fall?
Will loons call?
Loss is tall now King,
Blow Kiss Fish
sail in thin air.
With fan claps,
JC raps away,
as night falls.
Fight stalls last kiss,
Stars trip robots in spring.
a fluttering bug
a fly, gnat, mosquito soars
around my head and
~
through it all flies stalls
intermittent behavior
pesty flying bugs
9/26/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021
In its grip,
each bone to chafe and grind
All joints,
regifted vestibules of pain
Motion stalls,
as swelling wraps each limb
Sleep the angry victim
—time’s revenge
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)