Short Twine Poems
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earth shadow
dim path wake
to loss quake
timidly its
quietness deep
infinite voice
appears restless
nesting birds await
conceal, motionless
safely perched between
aspen leaves as cold
breezes lace a web
12/23/2023
Upon this thread we soldier on.
Focused and balanced, or soon to be gone
Lost to the depths, that remain unexplored
To eternal unrest, or heavens reward
So never look down, walk a strait line
For one mistake ends, a life on the twine
Did you see the moon last night?
It was big and yellow;
Incandescent
I woke up mad and sad
It was gone; just went missing
Though I guess today it’s made
It’s way, across both land and sea
Traveling like a vagabond
For someone else to see
I am excited bout my Christ
My Lord
My Savior
Parting the skies, coming down
To fly away with the redeem ones
Am I, am I one of His
Inner twine in Christ reunited in the heavenly skies
8/27/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Convince yourself that everything is fine
Get high on leaves and drunk off sweet wine,
invite the starving wolves to dine
Feed your body to their teeth
Our Garden, your bones burried underneath
Covered in twine, your funeral wreath
On your tombstone, what will I write?
"She thought I couldn't hear her cry at night
She didn't didn't struggle as the jaws held tight"
we meld as roots twine
bark nor storm infringe on love
death, cold, raw, a pauper’s dream...
braid graceful passion
bend before heart’s storm...
engulf beginnings
honeyed breath kiss on
life dancing on, babies born
tagged in blissful wondering...
forever mine dear
a bed to begin and to end...
embrace of me
*A wedding verse in Sedoka Form
A rose, like a sweet sorrow, blooms for love's tomorrow
A heart, beating pure, is a vessle meant to endure
A life, like the sea, is there for you and me
A love, running wild, was never meant to be defiled
You, like a flower, grow more beauty with each hour
Me, like a bee, is drawn to you and you to me
Nature, sweet and cerine, is our love's current scene
Truth, now and forever, is ours no matter the endeavor