It’s about to explode, ready set..
there’s such stability in chaos;
So wild the part of you that’s free;
Atomic part of you blown free
takes root and slowly starts to set;
Careful the construction of chaos;
Discounting the structure in chaos,
naive to that serving core of ‘Free’;
Supernovas have an unstable set;
Just let go and set the chaos free.
You make my life so easy
sucking up the dirt and fluff,
hair that makes me quite queasy
and all sorts of unmentionable stuff.
You never get tired or wheezy
and help when things get rough.
Or when I feel rather uneasy,
you show you’re always tough enough.
Theme 2
48 words
Mining, panning gold treasures
Jewel covers rocks pleasures
Fossils of dormant brown doubles
Captivate earthen brothers
6/12/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Attempts at free verse make me sigh
and shake my head. I seldom try!
Such lines are best by others penned,
those who create a moving blend
of vivid details flowing free.
They earn sincerest praise from me!
Blank verse and metered, rhyming lines
I love, though every form confines
me to strict rules. I welcome all
the challenges. Some see a wall
when rhyme and meter are required.
By both of these, I am inspired!
Date: November 27, 2019
Contest Title: Free Verse or Structured Placed 1st
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
December 12, 2019, entered in Brian Strand's Strand Special 2
Would you, with me, traverse an unlined field
deny the jagged edge of distant peak
stroll lazily amid protected calm
or listen as the ragged mountains speak.
For some find solace in the chasms depth
cling tightly to the icy broken ridge
while others look within holding their breath
in passage cross the swaying “volta” bridge.
While I respond to ever present winds
a call to fledgling feathers to ascend
to tease distant horizons broken lines
unwary of the dangers they portend.
And yet the pen will falter in its quest
for form and function will decide what’s best.
©11/21/2019
FREE VERSE VS STRUCTRURED Poetry Contest
Words emerging from your quill,
Blazing with effulgence,
Capering and crooning around,
In harmony or in dissonance.
Rhyming in a golden cage,
Flying around in splendid colors,
Or, in a greenish meadow,
Flying away in divine freedom.
The beads of words will last long,
In our minds, if threaded strong
Whether structured or unstructured
As I know, I’m your spectator.
Honorable Mention in STRAND no 650 any form any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
Hitherto unseen chance arrangements
a pictorial fiction, representation immortelle
Banal,but witty yet disconcerting in its
fortuitous resemblance to veracity
A novel way of seeing ,to the jaded eye.
Blurred distortions,smeared stirrings
put aside to make an extract in
filaments of primal abstractions.
Restless movements dripping,drop
by drop into pure fields of bliss
A COUPLET
Once, in the past
by you lies my heart
A TERCET
Ringed with marbled dreams
passions ns are subldued
in the soul of time
A QUATRAIN
Be still - listen
live
a smile, a tear
learn suffering
A CINQUAIN
At the hour dawn-
loneliness...
The wind dissipates the mist
separation..
Autumn is done
Inspired by the titles of Trumbull Stickney's work
Stirrings of pleasure,everywhere...
perceptions of imagination
outlined,a cloured conformance
dissolve overtones into a form of words.
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Streams of impressions,outside to in
gestures of sensation,intoxicated
by instinct in fields of the creative.
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catch my short forms on twitter @strandpoet
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A glance of the eye,its gaze looking
but not seeing expressions on the
inside.Missing the sense of calm
surrounding the radiant soul,clear
and bright liberated from convention.
See my audio poem link on my blog page.
Creative credos and problems of form
curiosities with beautiful attributes.
Two things in one,pure noble and true.
In gilded contrast, yellow sounds,
exotic influences of a modern heritage
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Silence
Light is speech. the mind
an enchanting thing
picking and choosing.
Our past becomes present
consequences.
Modesty may,might nay must
overcome envy.
Retreat propriety,
rescued by the disposition of angels
in pedantic literalism.
A distrust of merits, style &connoisseurs.
prisnmatic colours,hyphens &lines.
Nonchalance,in lieu
efforts of affection ,interacting with
apparations of splendour.
Sleep
Inspired by the works of Marianne Moore
Creative credos and problems of form
curiosities with beautiful attributes.
Two things in one,pure noble and true.
In gilded contrast,yellow sounds xotic
influences of a modern heritage
Hear me recite from my 4100+ PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..
catch my shortforms @strandpoet on twitter..
read my kindle guides on amazon
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