Stein Poems - Poems about Stein

Rain

Meet me 
Under my umbrella,  
A protection 
Against the coldness
Of the #rain
But not,
Against you who
Hold my heart
Your palm, full
As my organ 
Is cradled, 
Cared for,
And held dearly

Don't Wait On Me

Take a seat
Any seat
Twiddle your thumbs
And
Don’t wait on me
My life
Is full,
Not revolving around you
Are you surprised?
Shouldn’t be, because
I live my life
Not waiting 
On you

Aroma

Her aroma
Is like 
The fragrance 
Of a
Crimson glory - 
Sweet Damask
A Heady Scent
Her body
Opens 
Like it’s 
Deep, velvety red
Petals
Blooming 
For him, 
And only him…

Unwanted Passenger

Stomping 
   Stomping 
       Stomping 
Stop,
Please 
No control, 
Vehicle lurches 
But I’m just a
Passenger on this
Road of life

Why I Write

To soothe the soul
To vent
A release
An escape
To share my words
To create stories
Learning myself
And the characters I build
I write because
Its who I am
A writer
A worldbuilder
A character creator
An author

Clerihew Stein

Poet Gertrude Stein
had a staccato style quite fine
She also became a Cubist
& with prose poetry for a while did persist

The Hard Part

Sitting here
Typing away
I’m brought back
To the days,
Ones long ago
When I brought you
Into this world,
Nineteen hours 
Of labor,
Emergency surgery,
Exhaustion beyond
Anything I’ve
Ever experienced
Though…
It all disappeared
The moment
I held you 
Striking blue eyes,
A gorgeous smile
Showing a set
Of dimples, which
Lit up 
Your face, and
Made my day
Those same feelings
Took hold, 
The second 
I realized
You’ve changed 
Drastically, from
My young boy, to
A young

Secrets

hidden
and kept 
from others
like skeletons 
inside of 
a closet
a conundrum 
tears down 
relationships
burden on minds
emotional pain
stress and anxiety 
physical consequences
trust 
and honestly
relieves you of 
the deepest, darkest of
SECRETS

Always There

Black silhouette 
Evil eyes 
Grinning 
As if satisfied 
Elongated nails
A finger coaxing me 
To go near 
It surrounds 
Desolation sets in 
Finally taking 
Over me,
My home 
Always there 
Always taunting 
Give me peace 
From this horror 
The nonstop
Stalking 
It knows 
My innermost secrets 
From then until now
Can't escape 
What could I do 
To be free?

A Diamond

He dreams 
Of eyes, and 
Hair of blonde
	Special
A diamond
A twilight
In the night

Inside My Stein

A stein filled with sparkling water
It is Pineapple Sparkling water
I enjoy Pineapple sparkling water
Poured cold into my stein
Sipping it with a meal
Then the stein put aside
On the counter by dirty dishes
The stein was empty out
Without thought until it was done
A good laugh was heard
Then poured another drink
My stein is also used for beer

Story of Kevin Stein-

Here's a man who is so kind ;
So straight he walks a straight line;
From his first job he has his first dollar his first dime ;
And a gold watch to tell time;
The life and times, of Kevin Stein;


12/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.

Ein Stein

what you saw
was a slice of
time if taken 
as a photograph

capturing that
exact moment
but everything
is relative to

when you see it 
figuring i'm thirty 
three light years
older then where

you are so that that
smile you are just
now receiving was
given for forgotten

reasons meaning
perhaps my face
is now frowning
which you'll see

if you see me
thirty three
years from
this moment

My Words -Hemingway To Gertrude Stein

Are those thoughts you put in
  what I once valued more

Or would what I put out
  be the end winning score

Did I need your ears
  for my voice to become whole

Or would I rather them deafened
  words deep in my soul

In my twenties your opinion
  carried some weight

In my thirties

Frank N Stein 2

Frank N. Stein began to whine,
  No one ever asked him out to dine,
 Dracula said, " You can come with me,
I know where some good neck might be,"
  But Frank thought he should decline.

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