You are closer to me than a kidney is to a stone,
I love you more than your everything.
If you die before I do
I will have my own bags packed
and wherever we end up
will be just fine by me,
just as long as I can make you smile.
At night your cold feet on my back
help me dream of Polar Bears canoodling.
Sometimes your left hip creaks
in sympathy to my own cranked knee.
You are a cream for my rash
which flares up when you're not
100% around.
If you dent my S Type Jaguar once more
I will forgive you
besides it not that great, its old
though not as old as you, but you are greater.
I will forgive you
like an ingrowing toenail forgives
a too tight shoe,
or like a cold sore forgives
the soothing kiss of lip balm
You are my good right arm,
etcetera, etcetera.
© 1 day ago
Your color-bled cloth
Just rips at my stitches
I’m monotone; a moth
Calling out to you
With my heavy, little wishes
Fed a steady diet of tweed coat pockets
Bleached in forever stains
And tie dye kisses
In whole, I find a part of me
Your heart sorely misses
Amends for all the faint mistakes
Unearthed while I was bluffing
I perch upon your buttons now
Whispering sweet nothings
Your pettiness is soaking through
Neglected, I’m in love with you
In debt to all your gems
Ugly-headed beauty kills the demons
Yet you’re dressed in them
Another thread of fabric
Slipping from your hem
At least that’s where it seems to me
Your problems mostly stem
Floating and receding
Through the headwinds I’m receiving
Tossed into a better time
Where all your soapy bubbles
Stung my eyes and pierced my stubble
Left me weak and kneeling
Between the lines, my soul would cry
But moths were never known for feeling
I’d crawl to find a warmer spot
Deep inside your shell
Ferocious in its absence
There was solace in your smell
Now my hunger softens
If only for a spell
Who you wished for me to be
Oh, I could never tell
Pen in hand,
Delicate stationery on the desk,
Covered with roses—
Pink, yellow, and white,
Reserved for a special delivery.
With a trembling hand,
I pen:
My Dearest,
Dearest,
Dear.
Time waits for no one as I glance at the clock.
The day turns to night,
As the shadows from the light
Cast a shimmering glow
On the letter started long ago.
I pick up the single page,
Feel the subtle smooth grain
In between my fingers,
Wondering
If my words can do it honour.
How do I commence,
Spilling
My most secret thoughts
To a memory now living
In pictures on the walls, on small tables,
And even smiling down on me
From the shelf in the desk?
I pick up the pen again:
My Dearest One,
Time is near.
Save me a spot,
A most glorious seat
By your side.
Sincerely,
Love, Mom.
Sealed with a kiss,
Addressed to Heaven.
I nearly hanged, it was my fate
In seventeen eighty nine
I had stolen an old fur tippet
And claimed that it was mine
They put me into prison
Then sent me to be tried
The verdict came back guilty
and many tears I cried
But through the grace of mad King George
came a welcome dispensation
My sentence was commuted
and I was handed transportation
The journey was horrendous.
Eleven months or more.
Till we landed in Australia
That far and distant shore
And what this place has given me
When all is rendered down
Is a life I never would have had
In the slums of London Town.
sincerely, yours, Mary Wade
Transportation of convicts to Australia began in 1787 and continued until 1868. During this time, approximately 163,000 convicts were transported on 825 ships
In need to genuinely feel
ourselves as animas are we,
for scarce are those
who speak of it,
and earnestly know.
It's near suppertime
will you be mine
would you come and dine with me
Love not searching for it
Life so metaphoric
together you and I
Love not searching for it
Can't look for what you already have
Let me state this very clearly
Woman sincerely
I love you dearly
Love not searching for it
Can't look for what you already have it
Come closer to me may I taste your lips
Let me state this very clearly
Woman sincerely
I love you dearly
Written words & Arranged music by
Alton Adkins James Edward Lee
James Edward Lee Alton Adkins
Can't help myself
When I see you I can never
Keep a straight face
I have to smile every time
My emotions betray me
I will stand on line for you
The longest mile
I'm strong for you
A TITAN OF IMMEASURABLE
DEVOTION
My oh my
When you SEDUCE
You are DEVINE
Sincerely yours
VBR Black Panther!
You left me and it became my loss
Higher calling
My heart mourns
My cries daily
You soared to a new world
I couldn’t respond
Beyond my ridges
I will always remember our talks and walks on the beach in the sunrise and sunset
Your inspiration in always reach
Let love enter in
That’s where romance begins
Enriched my life
Thanks for the advice
A memorable of everything nice
I say until then
Friend
I am not at my end
My heart will always transcend
Sincerely yours,
Grateful
I sincerely apologize on my own behalf
It has taken me so long
To have eventually woken up
And to respond and reply
To you as you did to me
As I was so taken up in my own ego and self
With you complimenting and embellishing me
With undue undeserving praise
I never was able or took my time to realize
Whilst you were complementing me
Backing up my own delusional thoughts
Thinking believing and buying into
Just how smart I thought I was
What I failed to sadly and unfortunately
Realize was just how smart you in fact
Actually you we're rather than me
And now I have finally seen the light
I sincerely apologize
I let my ego run away and get so out of hand
And also now more than ever sincerely appreciate
You are still willing to accept my apology
So in some small inconsequential way
I feel my debt and your faith in me
Was and has been repaid
Little Cindy Cleary
thought day dreary.
But, went outside and played.
Then she had so much fun
Just covered in wet mud.
Mother's, Sincerely Dismayed.
i choose you
for your arms and your mind saved me
your beauty is in your full support of me
my eyes are clear, and so is my mind
no matter how beautiful the options are, i know where love is for me
i choose you
for the one who has been there was you and no one else other than God
your sexiness is presented by your presence everytime that i need help
my eyes are clear, and so is my mind
no matter how convincing the description of the alternatives are, i know who clearly defines 'Unconditional' in my life
i choose you
for at the end of the day when i lay Me down, the whole of your reassurance is what gives me comfort and rejuvenation
your prettiness is expressed everytime you show up with your unyielding loyalty
my eyes are clear, and so is my mind
no matter what promises are made in my ears, i know where Home is for me
I Love You, Blessed Woman....
To each and every single individual
Who has ever been kind enough
to have taken his or her time
To stop and read anything of mine
that I have written
And afterwards also then taken
a moment of their time to pass
comment
Tonight I am feeling loved up so
this is targeted at you
From the bottom of my heart I
would both kindly and sincerely
like to reciprocate
And thank you in this here poem
in the 1st person as I myself
Because what you have in effect given
me is far more than I ever ought and
thought I possibly deserved let alone
dare wish
So thanks again to each and every
single aforementioned 1 of you
For both giving and blessings me
with that which I have never had
Nor could be bought so in effect is
priceless beyond belief
Because above all else the 1 thing
I never ever gave a damn about let
alone believed in
Was anything but myself
So here's to you this here 1 is especially
dedicated to each and every 1 of you
It’s infinitely brighter,
I would not turn back the clock;
If compliments are like money?
I’ve left them all inside a jar;
I hope someday I can say these words;
Right now? I can’t quite put them together;
Just like the day we met,
I’m completely terrified;
To unleash them all now,
covered in everything I can’t forget;
I’ve lowered my eyes a thousand times,
I’ve banked one thousand moments;
Everything is infinitely brighter,
even though you make me nervous;
I wish I could bottle that ‘look’,
I’ve seen it a couple of times;
A tortured thunderstorm,
drink the raw honesty in your eyes;
I hope someday I can say these words;
Right now? I can’t quite put them together;
So I’ll leave them on the beach,
let my thoughts dance on the water;
If compliments are like money?
I’ve left them all inside a jar.
I carved a hole in my heart;
I let go the selfishness I start;
Crying for sadness things;
I deny heaven's realm;
~
so off I go;
Shedding my soul;
I'm in love with my wrong choice;
Heading toward hell;
wishing for a drop of water, cool air
~
Well
should have thought bout' that...
and sincerely repented
1/14/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
I am but a worm
Bowed down at your shrine,
Offering up
What small words are mine.
I know it's unlikely
Your heights I'll attain
So I'm resigned to repeat,
To revise yet again.
This drudgery, toil,
And all to what gain?
To lift up from this soil
A sweeter refrain.
My dearest book fairy,
Look kindly on me,
And give me some hope that
A poet I’ll be.?
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