Why?
“To rise,”
explain I.
“To grow strong, wise,
to live and defy,
evolve. Expand in size,
in mind, spirit! Then you fly
to higher levels; win the prize,
by transforming when you choose to die.”
Then, her eyes see—what wonder and surprise!
somedays its crushing
life.
somedays its all i can do to smile
to pull a breath into my shaky lungs
and still my hands against the tremors of my legs
i want to press pause. or press stop. for good.
everything aches,
from my head to my chest to my knees to my back to my wrists to my eyes-
stop
stop
stop
stop please stop
stop
im done
im tired
im done
im tired (and i think ive said this before i think ive said this before i-)
im breathing. i swear im exhaling. i swear im trying. i sweariswearisweari-
im remembering now, the days when
pulling air into these lungs wasnt so difficult
when laughing freely was mere assignment
when smiling openly wasnt so tedious
and hugging didnt make me want to dance my way off a cliff
of my own thoughts
but now id very much like to crawl out of my skin into your veins
and feel something other than my freezing blood and trembing hands
and tired eyes
because of one too many all nighters
because of my shallow breathing and foggy thoughts
could you find it in you to fix this?
Professor Bridges and Senator Hawley
Had an exchange they both scored as a win.
One thought the other was being transphobic;
The other pushed back on supposed pregnant men.
I’m not here to argue one way or the other;
What I find appalling is both thought they won,
And all of their posturing, each for their bases
Has no effect, and convinces no one.
I think we are way past any reconciling.
The treaties are shredded; there’s no middle ground.
Where it’s all headed is hard to conceive of
But I get a strong sense we’re spiraling down.
in midst of the spring
flowing high the butterfly
spiraling mid air
~
fluttering flies high
rainbow insect color rings
midst air spiraling
11/24/24
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Darkness upon darkness
Thoughts like a tornado
Hues of grey and black
Preparing for a mental attack
Spiraling out of control
Waiting to explode
Not knowing what the next day holds
spiraling cosmos
rejuvenating planets
a resurrection
Plummeting down rascally Falls
Cowering tumbling forward swirls
Down falling down falling down
Powering Crescent trapped in the spiral graphic flaws
Falling plummeting down falling
Falling to the ground
I am forward bound
Caution yet read
By the following cut sounds
Sounds of the sparring Robins Twittering sparrows chirps
He's fallen
He's fallen and he can't get up
All Fall Down I to the beckoning Earth
While in the garden rabbits eat the raw Cabbage
Squirrels eat nibble scribble fluorescent Greenery treats
Why eat nuts
Something funny about this paratrooper
Aspiring meaning falling down into primatene space
What??
Heading toward the Earth
Plummeting down Falling Towards the hard ground
Plummeting down spiraling spinning out of control
Hollering struggling tumbling spinning he falls
What matters does matter as he decides to releases parachute
Don't be so disheartened Halo coming
Lying amongst the rabbits and squirrel in the garden
Is the aspiring falling dismembered parachute jumper
9/15/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
In the silence of its hanging tomb,
the stalwart heart continues
to beat its rhythms of love’s symphony;
Starving head-lobes devour soundless
ringing, infusing vibrating bloating
as pangs of hunger does an empty belly;
Silence void of serenity is as useless
as space void of any cosmic purpose;
what worth is there in vacuous existence?
Smoke that has lost its self from its fire
need not be an aimless wanderer;
at its source await the warm embers thereof;
Though self-sustaining, love, true to its self,
remains self-sustaining, but humbles its self
with the need for external combustions:
May the flintstones of our hearts
once again rub shoulder to shoulder
reigniting the sparking echoes of our love fire.
Losing your mind
Things are getting out of control
Feeling as though you are no longer whole
Digging yourself a deep hole
Can't seem to take control
Loosing focus can't concentrate on the main goal
Running out of time, no self control
Feeling as though your mind is about to explode
No place to hide or offload
Things are getting to out of control
Find a place where you can be safe and whole
Before you lost the will to save your own soul
I'm forever spiraling in your grasp
I look off into space and gasp
I suppose I must leave for your sake
I don't want to break down in agony...
My life's not at stake...I'm crying a lake...
I just want to be free from vanity...
I'm forever changing
And also rearranging
I take a glimpse at the rising sun
Waiting until the break of dawn
Chasing clusters of dust and Venus vapid lust
We sailingly sway throughout the Milky Way
In a thrust, we land on a planet of candescent crust
And with dynamic display spiraling star dust spray
Jupiter and its moon Callisto a calamitous cocoon
With craters of ice, the shivering silence shall suffice
Off to Mars by noon on a botanical baronial balloon
It has paid the price with scars that scabrously splice
And lest we not forget Pluto a throwaway or asset
A tiny pinhole within the cosmic super galactic bowl
On the night we met the stars shining as we sweat
The love that you stole along with my heart and soul
All this on a spontaneous starry narcotising night
Within a spiraling stardust spraying sensuous sight.
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A dreaming beam of light sighs knowingly
Teasing with cool pride and shining brightly
The blushing sky moans mercifully
Mum with quiet snowy strain
At the same time, moving gently in the quiet terrain
The wintry wind sings lightly in a chilly entertain
Stars twinkle through the darkness sight
And songbirds serenade into the night
The winter sun closes in sparkling color delight
Crystalline winter dances unhappily
To the heavens when night decays with quiet dignity
As God draws nature in artistic flurry tranquillity
Whilst cool new year winter dances mildly
Into the starlit night so sprightly
Too, snowflakes begin to fall wildly
And sparkle creates with wild abandonment
Rippling in passionate triumph and frowning intent
As our New England hamlet sleeps in silent ascent
Endlessly at play,
forthright in work,
evolving to the tune
of passion eclipsed
Build a house with satin bricks
to etch a song from roots to mist
We all belong
Enfolded in rapture
In dreams, capture the wandering
of the soul-
if
allowed to breathe
To heavens it will soar
May your gift expand like our spiraling universe
Being placed on paper, internet, or in the sand
Flung out amongst the stars to shine brightly
Touching on the heart and lives of many
When your cup has overflowed into the sauce
Of plenty may it flow onto the print and touch
On the lives of many
May your journey continue like the stars
Filled with blessings near and far
May your sauna be warm and moist
To relax the tension and inspiration thrust
May your days be filled with love
And your nights pieced with relaxing dreams
Until your quilt is fully finished and you
Sleep the sleep of the kings
Then your journey to other stars be fast
And very productive where you rule,
Reign, and kingdoms build that are magnificent
And splendid
Where all is joy, peace, and love forever in it
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