Short Tarnishes Poems
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Claiming authorship tarnishes worship,
since sense of separation arises,
so poised in stillness, silence our flagship,
our soul welcomes life’s offered surprises.
Mum said, "No sex before marriage,
It tarnishes the union’s carriage.”
I’m in her wedding photo,
What happened to her motto?
Why the rain of words that discourage?
September 1, 2024.
I'm fifty percent married if you know what I mean
Glued to her computer sure tarnishes the sheen
For better or worse
Didn't account for this curse
Kiss in the morning, then off to her machine
Sore is the vision in front
Of heavens day gaze
Brilliance shines the dawn
Blinded by the stars
Morning lists summer smogs
Smoke stench tarnishes the air and wind
Blinded by the synthetic sunlight
Everything is blended outright
2/23/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr©2022
from below, erratic night traffic
gently taps at the wide windows
whose glass looks enigmatic,
though its graphite grayness
is really not a solid part of itself,
no dusting can darken it less,
a cathedral pane of ages olden,
but from across the noisy street,
a pizza neon tarnishes it golden!
Being a prostitute,
Is not a substitute-
When one is destitute,
Cos it tarnishes the image, one constitutes!
Adelaja 2011…
Poetry on poetry contest.
(let go
of that rhythmic well- dodging
dream-filled pennies of false hopes
silence describes the endless trip
from handtowater
how oxygen tarnishes copper plate
drowning
sinking into stone surrounded confinement
to lay motionless
on the bottom
there the struggle ends
from a fall
to a swaying plummet
and then hope
abandoned
below crushing weight of desire)
Pennies only purchase passage.
Want to know who I am?
Ask me, here I am.
My door is open,
for a small token,
of a borrowed ear.
Hearts made clear,
in a stolen moment,
left unspent.
Hidden messages,
constant barrages,
soils the future,
family culture.
Tarnishes the view,
from me to you.
Acceptance,
Or repentance;
The choice is up to you,
whether you walk the road of few.
My book is open,
my heart has spoken,
the critics paid for one last token,
to leave the ground unbroken.
the world lulled into a waltz
tis blurry who talks the talk
hopscotch scrawls who walks the walk
future visions blow hot and cold
life with no purpose gets mighty old
seems high five awes don’t erase the flaws
lessons with no plot get no applause
lackluster society doesn’t connect the dots
this dilly-dally world tarnishes the bot
gumption and prudence still adrift
mankind’s journey a repetitive tiff
repeat after me, life’s still a gift
It tarnishes the void we try to fill,
life on Earth gives need for it still,
harder we work the faster we fade,
calloused existence isn't something we evade,
given fuel by what we think we need,
desire, hunger, thirst; it's name is Greed,
sour taste with a resonance of mold,
pockets never fill with warmth only cold,
try and try again you''ll never get past this sin,
insane because it ends and you then ask "Where to begin?"
Lee Retiree, 66 Remix
Never one to be lazy,
Lee’s energy astonishes,
Clarity hallmark avoids the hazy,
Kristie et. al. he garnishes,
Materials investigator a la Dick Tracy,
Friends, Lee never tarnishes,
Quick stick moves as a Blue Jay,
Loyalty, he harnesses,
Learned from all at Poly,
Save the nobility (Kedusha),
Of the morning (Youthfully),
For some, retiree harshness,
An evening, but we wish Lee’s a dawning Be!
Mazel Tov! Chaim & Barbara
Note: Kedusha is ~ Nobility