Written: December 6, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Hilo Poet
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Oh, Nero, spearhead of the wicked fate,
With insane fire, you lit the Roman gate,
Your lyre produced a wild, melodic grate,
Your greed is burning on your twisted trait,
As the power bursts with your wicked hate,
Flames rise, and all that is left will abate,
In the gloom, a flare of faith on the slate,
A phoenix will rise from dust, may elate,
And Rome shall breathe again, fresh and ornate.
RZ & HMS: 10 syllables per 9 lines
Only can an ear frost-bit
Hear it, glass- like, struck.
What to Winter's first morning
Rose; a stiffer buck!
Out from a pinnacled height
Of blue ice ringing.
Prompting signal to frozed airs
Snow-storms to spearhead.
Northernmost mystical dread.
Twilight does enring.
Sometimes stuff happens
Beyond your control
And trying to deal with it
Sure takes a toll.
You sacrifice time
And emotional stress,
While the outcome turns out
To be anyone’s guess.
Bureaucracy stops things
From happening fast
And often you find out
The die has been cast.
It’s still worth the effort
To spearhead a change,
Despite all the details
You must rearrange.
Still, some situations
You simply can’t fix,
For all your ideas
Someone’s ready to nix.
A lunar cave sheilded them
from the horrors of radation
there the Moondogs
honed there skills and became
revered by the challenges of nature.
Martain Microbes and
Titan Sulfurnites
the Crystals of a space time Contentioum
filled the area were
the Magnif One
Duplicater wuld build
the first ever Home World vessel
to store the inhabitants of Earth.
Earth a World far, far away!
Earth, there a twinkle in the galaxy.
Earth a place destined t jear the tales
of these Astromic explorors.
Earth there beyond the
the hemishere of the Moon, Mars and the Earth like
moon of Saturn!
They were astronuants in space when
earth was conquered by 55 Cancri e a distant planet in Space!
frustrations and stressful events that gave way
to the spaceship docked above earth.
The camera show
were the astronauts on the moon, Mars and Titan
rallied to join together
and spearhead the
effects to reconcour earth.
The far, far planet earth home to these
earthings.
God has treats, promises so grand,
The revelation of His grace declared,
Open your eyes, your ears, let them fix on Him,
Embrace the harvest moment, relaxing in Him.
He is moving in awesome ways so true,
The revival fires ignite within you.
New levels of strength, rise up from within you,
In humble beginnings, revival stirs within you.
Though the vision may tarry, don’t panic,
Wield your sword, and proclaim the promises,
For you are forgiven, healed, and kept safe,
Blessed and made a new threshing instrument.
Ride on stormy waves with His steady grace,
Rejoice and be glad in His serenity embrace.
Mix His promises with faith's miracle thread,
Be whole and multiply which hope will spearhead.
push,
enforced, advance
pressing, forcing, propelling,
spearhead, shove, influence, yank,
unhooking,attracting, plucking,
separate, quit,
pull
Date written: 06/12/2023
I shed the shackles of societal scrutiny
Dared to color the Pumpkin purple
Finding that one must weigh such actions
On the scale of consequences
Developed a “cloak of invisibility”
Muted and masked my reality
Sharpened the spearhead of a N0. 2 pencil
Mounted up, lowered my shield, and fled
Leaving a trail of “double entendre”
A myriad of menacing metaphor
The howl of “Limerickian” lunacy
A sonorous tone of truth
Yet still I bear the shackle scars
Soft fears that linger in a being
Longing to dull my stinging spearhead
Erase the Pumpkin's purple smile
Hands of the piety
Phalanges of work and charity
Driven to spearhead not stoop
Enliven and share not droop
Fingers we dip on stoupe
Churches of the holy in troop
Our faith we lathe with pride
Strongly we hold not stride
Images we fond and draw
Murals we touch like straw
Gentleness in open hands we pave
Roughness in helping hands we stave
Our works and thoughts are one
Over thorns and bouts of man
Skins and colors of faith
Fins and winged colors of the laith
You are a work of art
Embellished with paints of heart
Filled with a well of hope
Influx of worth in the hull of rope
Ropes are extensions of hope that purport
Strengthened by faith and hands of support
As you put vermilion,
May entire divinity raise a toast.
As you put your right foot in,
May God shower all the blessings.
As you extend your right hand,
May the honour aggrandize and together you ascend.
As you lift up your eyes,
May your dignity always stand by your side.
As you express and interface,
May the wisdom and intellect amplify your grace.
As you align and entwine,
May your humble presence become a sturdy spine.
As you present a hearty smile,
May your sensibility bring laud and beguile.
As you create, nurture and tread,
May your indomitable will hone an eminent spearhead.
Soft spoken like Charmin
The earth is down to you
You'd sacrifice the clothes off your body
in a winter storm
Forever putting yourself out of the photo
Loyal to snakes
Spearhead in your spine
future bright as a lit billboard at 2 a.m.
all for $2000
Now you live among rapists, murderers
talking only within
Came out of the closet to me
and strictly me
Regret fills lungs like butterflies
My oldest friend
Dreamt of being a pioneer
We sucked ideas from each others brain
World conquerors together
Helped Mrs. Stalworth with 1000 groceries
Taught the slow boy to double knot
This is not your destiny
You befriended me when I was fresh meat
Orchestrating fundraisers in our minuscule community
Catching game winning TD’s
Unstoppable on the field
Nicknamed sticky hands on the gridiron
Now off it too
What changed, pal?
Times get rocky
you taught me that
Why can’t you take your own advice?
Frustration boils like magma
Secrets deteriorate a person
like battery acid
Why didn't you confide in me?
Heroin destroys like tornados
My heart full of glass and impotence
I could have helped you, brother
I'm sorry I let you fall
off that never ending cliff
One eye opens quicker than the other, so cute,
but who'll spearhead you home, me or the Neanderthal
host? Party goers head for the exit.
I seem to have sat down on a preset remote;
your laugh echoes the empty house mute.
White rain is a flat-screen,
crystalline-chilled, melting pixels.
Your other eye, I swear, winks at the storm.
A breaker, somewhere, thumbs a ride to the red zone.
Shadowy reflections of his indoor lighting
vanish from his TV
and abandon the glass of his aquarium.
Goldfish swim undisturbed
above the sediment of jagged, tiny stepping stones,
footholds for drunks to surface when bubbly
as with our host, brushing 'gainst you.
He toggles your dress by its fished out price
tag. Not my place to scan,
I blink like a readjusted lens off focus.
He sets us both out on the porch;
he's done with milking you to compliment him.
We're Banner milk bottles, side by side on the stairs.
Rain pelts milk-shiny, glassy sides. You shiver instead of going
numb and bottled up in reflections
This is Football,
Rise Lay Fall,
Just have ball,
The game is more about the fitness,
Which is not one easy business,
Along with coordination, strength and stiffness,
You need willpower, patience and swiftness,
Drilling the ball with complete calmness,
Hoofing the ball shows you are fearless,
Chip shooting the ball over the opponent player head,
Dirty shoes clits , clothes drenched in sweat & Blood shed
This game can be played in sun, rain wearing tread,
Thrilling ,amazing is the bracing goal from the head,
The forward are like the hunters with a spearhead,
Middles are souls of the game who are dispread,
If the goalie misses the ball the team is dead,
Teams give’s best shot for chances thin as thread,
This game is very popular, enriching, fanatical and widespread.
Jealous God runs gave us his Son
Eternal God as Jesus Christ
Such pressuthimsuts love?
Upward soars to save Our Lives
Sentimental Beatitudes Spearhead
Highest soars topples sin using His self
Absolute
Ssimultaneous death humanity saved
Revolution excesses through His Grace's blesses
Infinte beatitudes Jesus saving me and you
Spectacular flight life after death Jesus
Exceptional external lead lends sinners free
He has risen Jesus God With Us
4/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Blessed Resurrection Day
EVIL, MEAN AND
OTHERS
TO AGREE WITH HER
THEN SHE COULD
MOVE ON
WITH HER AGENDA'S
CAMPAINGS TO
CAUSE GRIEF TO THOSE
SHE FOUND LEES LIKE HER
AND THOSE CRUEL WAYS SHE
FOUND TO TEACH MEN LESSONS.
SHE RELATED EVERYTHING TO
THE WAY SHE PROCREATED
IT ALLOWED HER TO FIND FAVOR
WITH THOSE SHE ALWAYS
WISHED TO BE FREINDS WITH
SHE THOUGHT PEOPLE
TALKED ABOUT HER FAMILY
AND THEIR POOR STANDARDS
SHE THOUGHT IT WAS SMART TO
ALLY WITH THOSE WHO
HATED HER PEOPLE
THAN SHE COULD SPEARHEAD
THE EXTRACTION OF REVENGE TO THOSE
SHE WISHED TO BE DESTROYED.
" TAINT THE WAYS OF THOSE WHO WILL
SUPPORT ME, THAN THEY WILL
FIND FAVOR IN ME IN HER WAYS
THEY WILL BELEIVE HER STORIES,
THEY WILL LOVE WHO SHE LOVES
AND HATE WHO SHE HATES"
Miss not the thirteenth English alphabet,
M will spearhead every line;
Message will warm the heart,
Making someone's soul feel fine.
Man's spirit will be comforted,
Mind will be truly soothed;
Might be the words of wisdom
Molded by the heaven's truth.
Musing about the thought,
Meditation helps one realize;
Meaningful phrase is known,
Million mirth is in his eyes.
Morning quote is inspiring,
Mild sentence will never hurt;
Merry little song speaks of love,
Mire disappears into the dirt.
Many a verse can be composed,
Meeting the standards set;
Mode of thinking is always open,
Miss not the thirteenth English alphabet.
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