Short Withal Poems

Withal
A reflection
Ephmeral,too soon
It dissolves as water through my
fingers....

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Presence
An umbra of him bleeds in the sand,
Statuesque poise vapored his stand,
Shrouded imprints spurt in the grain,
Free withal his persona was banned.

2020 March 01...

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Donald Trump offered up a prayer
But God knew Trump wanted more hair
So Trump made a call
To The Wailing Wall
Where folks bang their head in despair

Trump MUST have his own Wailing Wall
With taxpayers funding withal
When folks on their knees
Are begging Trump, "Please!"
Its the grandest wailing of all!...

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If I could love you;
 I would 
With just only sincere Brotherhood;
If I could pray for you I shall; 
Openly lien privately withal;
I do my best I shall not digress;
With God for you only I shan't;
That I shall love you oy as a godly brother


4/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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Every morning I wake up
I feel my day adore –
Anew rays of first light
Afresh my mind, cleansed soul – 
A new beginning to endure. 

Yester memoir enclosed agone
Today to face more  –
A whole day unrevealed
Fostered withal by elation. 

Walked my way 
With anew hope
Destiny wished crystallized. 

Aspired aspect
Limpid élan…

Tranced....

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Butterfly binging on a bluebell bloom
Sipping savoury, nourishing nectar from it
Lovely lemon green gossamer wings
Cool colour contrast with brilliant, blazing blue
Full feasting and drinking delight
Sated soul, she finds fulfilment withal ~
A captivating click for my album.


12.06.2021


Photo #2

For Joseph May's "Alliterisen 2" contest...

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Twinkle twinkle, the lights red blue and green,
On the end of the week, twilight evening scene.
The partygoers emerge, stardust in their eyes,
Like the sunshine glare on golden butterflies!

The end of a long day, withal the end of a week,
Sequins after sunset, and full moon of mystique.
My working days behind me, stars shine so bright,
Along with many yellow orange and purple lights!...

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Born in a vast region,
Struggling hard never appreciated ,
I thought I do not have any option,
other than to feel rejected,
I see my peers treated well,
and believe I am less equal,
Hate and contempt is what I feel,
I need love too, withal;
Jealousy entangles my quest to be justified,
That's why I am crucified,
For things I am unaware of,
Time will come and thereof,
I will also be loved.
'cause I am just a man....

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How pleasant would our weekend strolls
Be if there were no animals
To grace the places we may walk?
No herds nor prides, no packs no flocks.
To never see or hear a bird
To trek without would be absurd.
What good would be a tryst in spring
Without a redbreast there to sing?
Why should the oak we pass each day
Bear nutty acorn fruit today
If there were no squirrels nesting high
To gather cache and fall supplies.
What be the sense of things withal
Devoid of all the animals?...

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In stellar skies the nights bestow
our firmament’s majestic show
with portraits of creations past
that stretch into the heavens vast
surpassing Michelangelo.

We yearn this welkin world to know
through avid searching to and fro
and seek a sculpted cosmic cast
in stellar skies.

Withal, the astral art aglow
o’erspread above in grand tableau
to awe wide-eyed enthusiast
shall mortal earthly life outlast,
as goes the great galactic flow
in stellar skies…


~ Harley White...

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