Igneous rocks moltened, crystallized, solidified
rising towards the surface like a hot furnace
Volcanic activity of the soul, conundrum of the heart
rule out the mind and the body facilitates, erupts !
One transformative honest experience and we
arrive at a gestalt moment of truth, we are
both energies, ... "explosive and implosive"
filled with adroitness and clumsiness alike
Profound changes in ones individual essence
can be an awakening of great disturbance
Within the ring of fire, boundaries co-exist
illumination is feasible if it is undeniable !
Magnetic moments in the soul reinforced
through our dreams, hopes, and fears....
Owning both destructive and creative powers
our souls do make choices each and every day
Both volcanoes and souls contain openings
and when the day of reckoning is near
we either choose to lay dormant or explode
it all depends upon our soul's barcode...
Categories:
solidified, analogy,
Form: Free verse
Love being lost
My tears merge with the storm
The cool rain is making me sweat
Don't want to be found
Nobody is wondering
Love being lost
So enjoy the quiet vibe of being invisible
So much of so many that I so miss
Don't want to be found
The mirrors go black in solidified hibernation
Love being lost
The apples receive scars from the falling limbs of aging time
Soaked to the bone and blue throughout my weary soul
Don't want to be found
Everybody is centered on self
Love being lost
Stuck in the past like bloody thorns counting sheep making wishes
Happiness is missing the time machine that I have not the simplest of talents to make
Don't want to be found
My favorite parking spot is wherever and whatever is long since forgotten like unsung trailblazers collecting mummified dust
Categories:
solidified, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
having you on my mind is good clean fun
nothing ever matters when you are there
i am so glad i listened to God telling me you are the one
meeting you has been a true breathe of fresh air
i love how you inspired me to change
i admire your genuinely sincere belief in me
i appreciate you elevating my mind at such a broad range
i am inspired by how much you fill my heart with glee
happy tears fall from my eyes as i watch you sleep
i honestly never think that i deserve you
when i earned your heart and your love, it felt to me like a clean sweep
the top shelf of my mind will eternally preserve you
the apex of my existence is your beautifully amazing presence
Divinely Solidified I Am Being Blessed By Your Amazingly Angelic Effervescence
Categories:
solidified, appreciation, for her, love,
Form: Sonnet
“You look happy.”
It wasn’t a compliment, nor was it truly an observation. It did not fall from his tongue with ease, it clung to his very being like a toxin that could not be purged. It was an accusation, a statement that settled itself between the two of us and silently solidified the notion of our separation.
Because I was happy.
I was so happy it threatened to consume us both, proving with no uncertainty that it was finished. The nail beaten so crudely into the coffin that even his deft hands could not pry their way inside. The all encompassing grasp of his self actualized sadness no longer touched the depths of me. I had reduced him from a prophet to a beggar, and in the end, I was happy.
Categories:
solidified, change, conflict, freedom, goodbye,
Form: Prose
A surrealistic silence hangs sluggishly in the air,
as I sit upon your violet clawfoot recliner,
sorting fuchsia dresses into melancholic piles.
An opal ring glistens while the sun drapes over your portrait,
reflecting splashes of kaleidoscopic colors on barren walls.
Dust cakes the creaking floorboards as I place belongings into cardboard boxes.
A faint lullaby gradually infuses this somber undertaking.
The scent of floral perfume permeates—grief crashes over like cresting waves.
The wind whips outside, rattling the bones of a bitter house,
while a heavy heart sinks, drowning in agonized saline.
Tin plates and yellowed photos decorate mahogany tables
antiquated keepsakes, solidified moments in time.
The cerulean dusk creeps in, and the world softens.
Yet grief cloaks nocturnal restfulness,
as your sentience has been reduced to ash.
Merely confined within an engraved urn.
Categories:
solidified, dark, death, grief, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse
"Physical matter is music solidified" – Pythagoras
You stand there with that rose in your hair
singing that small song in a big big way
your voice cracks and you stare at the air
while everyone else is thinking, No Way !
You once were a mouse with no door
and your voice was a tiny whimper
Today you sing as if your life is much more
than a mere complicated existence, its much simpler
Your stand there with that rose all askew
thinking your a femme fatale, and by the way,
who asked you ?
Categories:
solidified, analogy, appreciation, music,
Form: Rhyme
7 Nov 2024 8:51 Am
Neither revolving nor evolving this is a stationary war
Not growing but becoming something that was not but is before
Deep thought from within vibrates into word
Word solidified into flesh to vibrate again and be heard
Power beyond measure from thought beyond understanding
Benevolent and terrible infinitely brilliant unconquerable commanding
Imagination exhausted trying to comprehend
Soul torn to peices love comes to mend
Completion is knowledge partnered with understanding
An existence without resistance to true loves demanding
It can not be and was not but is and always will
From eternity to eternity YHWHs I AM to be filled
Categories:
solidified, christian,
Form: Rhyme
Many are lost in a mind
that can be seen
as a dream
Lovely illusions are confusing
as perception
isn't what it seems
The mind is a field within
itself
deeper than
holes in the grass
Cut the grass & see things
deeply rooted
in the past
Our foundation is a cast
full of liquid ideas
that become solidified
Everything is pliable
for the world is easily
molded by the mind
Born from the darkness
meant to shine in a world
full of shade
Think of yourself as a light
in the sky
one of the brightest
ever made
We're all stars floating
in a space
that the All has designed
Recognize the patterns
all around
& know that it's
all by design
Categories:
solidified, introspection, perspective, philosophy, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
Attentiveness is the currency of life & to flow
it needs your permission
It can't flow without you within its wave
so, you must control your attention
Our observation is a key to the doors of the many
mansions available to you
Unlock your dreams by awakening to this as many
doors are in need of walking through
Sleepwalking is an action of the blind & many are
living life with closed eyes
Their perception has been blocked by narrow thinking
leaving the mind in a state of compromise
This dream is as real as any other & you are water
in a world solidified
Tithes are paid with the flow of your attention so
keep track of the direction of your tides
Avert the eyes to dismiss the undesired for this is
needed to avoid sinking ships
When you drop anchors at the point of fluid focus
the results are really hard to miss
Categories:
solidified, introspection, perspective, philosophy, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Over tepid seas of tranquility
My mind is awash with the ability
To sail to the edge of oblivion's breadth
For this is the day and the hour of my death
I fear not the impending darkness to come
But take solace in life's fruition and sum
Each step taken was a revelation sown
Down the path of hope and the roads unknown
The bonds that were laid and solidified
The dreams that were made, the ones cast aside
The women I held under a starlit sky
And those that I glimpsed as they passed me by
The friends and family that I'll now soon part
The love taken with me in this mortal heart
No poet or scholar could ever surmise
The grandeur witnessed by these dying eyes
Categories:
solidified, death, life,
Form: Rhyme
Exiting planet earth
After a glorious resurrection
Solidified the reality of Jesus being God,
Totally terrifying every demon from hell;
Ending forever the need for any to enter there;
Rendering void Satan's accusations against us.
Categories:
solidified, easter,
Form: Acrostic
Praying By The Water
Absolute Quiet
Solidified Serenity
Though I Am Alone In This Life On Earth
I Know That I Have At Least One True Listening Ear That's Sincere
A Rare Smile Forms On The Face of An Everpresent Sinner
Emotional and OverJoyed, I Doth Repent
Categories:
solidified, growing up, growth, prayer,
Form: Free verse
flows so the waters
wean vast the moving currents
bathe motions waters
under the clouds of
pearls puffy solidified
waters solid white;
bathe motions waters
currents wean moving vastly
waters so they flow
8/22/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Categories:
solidified, analogy, appreciation, sea, water,
Form: Haiku
I've heard the opposite of love is indifference,
I think something different than that,
It's hate, though the hollows of nothing, far worse,
Solidified matter of fact,
Only through hate can we know of love's place,
Just as sweltering sweat makes us cold,
And the way that the moon steals sunlight for the night,
Day to dark, when cowards to bold,
In my relative time here on Earth I have seen,
Blinding pain allows joy to exist,
And I think about life after death, God and hell,
Honestly hard to tell which is which,
I seek endlessly for answers to questions unknown,
Choose between keeping peace or to fight,
Finding yin and yang as a guide, always wrong,
But then again, never not right,
All the same, here we are, none and all, simultaneously,
Differentiating between the twos,
When one is the other, the other the one,
Dualities transcend me and you.
Categories:
solidified, creation, death, evil, god,
Form: Rhyme
When we take a bow from this earth,
the name and life we make here,
our legacies and treasures,
do not exit the stage with us.
both the rich and the poor,
the respected and puissant
will one day hear,
the infamous buzz of the fly,
where our spirits are summoned
remains solidified in mystery,
no one can descry,
it's a call we must answer.
all our fights,
all our struggles,
never takes that bow with us.
the mysteriousness of life.
our time and years scheming,
exerting our energies into existence,
our traverse and ordeals,
will one day turn to tales.
a little while, we'd be mourned,
a little while we'd be remembered,
a little while it'd be the new reality,
and a little while we'd be like
slick stories soon forgotten,
when we take a bow from earth.
.
Categories:
solidified, africa, art, death, emotions,
Form: Free verse
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