Short Thus Poems
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serpent minds of greed
grow leviathan that feeds
revenge, nature binge
For: Nature’s revenge
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
~Thus Tues Of Thought's~
Thee ist'isn't what I Thought
It would Be, But it is, &
it isn't, . . . just Like
It aught to be . . . .
IT IS THUS
With most of us
We are what other people say we are
We know ourselves
That we know what we knows
Chiefly by hearsay
Form:
I should only believe in a God
that would know how to dance
and a devil slain by laughter
—beyond gravity’s wrath
(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)
There is a fair measure in things
there is a middle ground in everything
there must be order even in the mess
est modus in rebus
I am a poet... a boat
without sail and rudder
aimlessly sailing
in the stream of poetry...
I'm clearly part of this...
pure daydream,
visionary
Utopian...!
Henry VIII desireth an heir.
Wife after wife, nary son hath wives bourne.
Thusly, he cut off each head.
Findeth a new wife instead.
His sole son hath been born from an affair.
fetters that bind
require an anchor
onto which to latch
the breeze is immune
as is the radiant sunlight
reflected by a blissful moon
16-January-2023
He only sees reason
In those who sing with him
The same song.
He disagrees with what you say
And does not defend you but applauds
Your right to say stupid WORDS...
Thus Spoke Brother Moji
(not Zarathustra)
With all due respect,
irrespective of
with regards to
I have no respect
for irregardless.
July 5, 2021
Boulder, Colorado
The tragedy of war-
in human hearts ,lays waste
The tragedy of war-
truth dies,without a trace
The tragedy of war-
lies,in a common place
The tragedy of war-
in human hearts ,lays waste
The tragedy of war-
truth dies,without a trace
The tragedy of war-
lies,in a common place
Relics, relics sad and lone,
Cromwell's head and a single bone
that William the Conqueror left on earth
prove today of petty worth.
Oh that now those proud in power
knew the shortness of their hour.
oh sweet death
has laid her
eyes upon me
once tonight at best
embrace me
in your arms of gentle fire
while my faith has gone to rest
now i leap into
the crest of inferno's desire
thus my soul wants nothing less
Gaping
premature graves-
trenches of war,laid waste,
generations,for whom hope was
no more
Inspired by Paul Nash 1889-1946 Enflish painter
http://www.mystudios.com/artgallery/P/Paul-Nash/We-are-Making-a-New-World.html
I am invincible, I am eighteen.
I can drive this car eighty-five miles an hour, I am eighteen.
I can text while I am driving this potential weapon eighty-five miles an hour. I am eighteen.
I am texting you that I will be there in a few min ……
there be brutal, blood in my hungry, healthy heart
there's bitter, bad blood in my horrible, Holy heart
thus in my hideous, huge heart blood in my honest, helpful heart
5/26/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Alliteration
Joseph,was father Jacob's favourite son
Naively elite,for one so young
Sharing his dreams,he was made to rue
Even though they were prophectically true-
His older brothers' envy,soon showed through.
More of this story @ Gen Chap 37,& 42 thru 45
what
greater love
shall be
the flight
of a
thorn bird
so gracefully
climb with
all its might
to the
highest peak
through cheerful
clouds and thus
to sing
out loud
to our Lord
and
there,
where thorn birds
shall be
and not
leave thee
alone
Thus said Shakespeare
" in poetry nothing is created
everything is copied "
PS. Thus he was known, he said
that in a certain way he plagiarized verses, because
everything had already been thought before
by someone else...
Inside out this world I know:
It’s a world upside down—so.
Am I upside down?
Give me partner my own
Let them, and I will kowtow .
***
Winner III, Poetry Contest entitled "Upside down world", sponsored by Eve Roper, January 5,, 2017.
You fake a smile to fool your friends
but you will never fool yourself.
Burn under the neon sun,
strobe flashes life before your eyes.
Poisoned with the shallow ideals,
preached to you by hungry chancers.
In your glass of deep dark red
will you find the answer?
Witness dear
Such lavish spheres
A touch cheers
Right now and here
Wonder tells
A poignant spell
In crisp gel
That simply dwells
Curious light
Now moves pure sight
In a flight
Of touching bright
Leon Enriquez
26 January 2019
Singapore
The little girl who once rode my pony
I asked this day to marry me
Her bated breath quivering like happy lips
Over a bowl full of spicy hot chili
Her hazel eyes twitching all aglow
Excitement suited for life’s safari
I imagined this day dressed in genteel
My heart in wonder of standing hairs or bruised heel
Let pleasing be, uttered emote
As into the void, our words float
Divine aligned, joyous intent
Distilled by heart, in God’s love boat
Mindfully, each moment present
Bliss beats granting our thoughts consent
That each soul we touch, be aglow
In our aura, luminescent
18-April-2022