Sand grains sliding through my hands,
sparkling down mid air as bright dust.
Grainy, gritty, rough blossom on my palm,
so long ago, its youth so swiftly spun.
Now individual part by part,
sinking sub-horizon toward a dropping sun.
Moving back to its big liquid starting point,
a washing tidal flow impacts a matching coast.
This dynamic fluid world calls it custom,
joining a vast aquatic host.
"Note: AI image generated to complement the themes of my original poem."
The Scrub Jays
Deserve All Their
Dominance Too!
Clever And Wise!
Pecking All The
Gray Squirrel's
In The Head...
"Our Horde Is Sound!"
*******
PECKPECKPECKPECKPECK!
-Gray Squirrel
05-04-2026
under over within
a sky
we're water matter
space time
just a sub-mission
of a
relative-at-tea
etching a way
through the
erosion
we call time
change
len
The heart feels cold as the storms come in to add to the ice
The winds of change are coming in like a cold fire
What are these storms as they have come in like agents of Vice
Are these people trying to set my heart on a pyre
My hands are only warm when I leave the chamber of the dark
Coen once asked about the bells ringing
How it makes me feel the joy of a Meadowlark
As I see her face and keep singing
In the freezer I feel the calm energy of the cold breeze
Without you I feel the winds of ice being in the spirit
Maybe this time my heart will not succumb to the freeze.
It is the Spirit!
My heart feels cold as ice and hot as hell
You have brought my heart into warmth my beautiful Bell
cofmmmph...
an underwater sub-mission-can
be a toil...
letting a...
wait-less-nest take your weight
to a free...
dome where...
t'is-you that floats further off into
some current space...
stans sand
time's sub-tracks tie-me
to a now
that's as some...
pre-sent present pressing
to pass-age in
a timeless aware-nest
stans sand
poetics be as from
a poe-attic view
as if...
a periscopic mind
be in charge
of a...
sub mission to
observe all round
then launch...
from one imagination
to another image-nation
poetics...
of a sub-misson
effecting a noticable as
right writ..
stan
mission
...forms thought...
in deep waters
...of mind...
stans sand
The thoughts are slamming against my mind.
Not you I say, you’re too aggressive and mean.
What kind of thoughts do you think you’ll find?
This evil muse poser asks, the energy queen.
Trixie is on vacation you see, so she brought in a sub.
This crazy creature comes from under a rock in Spain.
I am irritated beyond belief, and yet here is the rub….
She is Trixie’s mother, so I cannot even complain.
You know it’s the end
when shadows abandon
Memory fades
as light is recalled
No longer master,
time is imploding
Wishes undreamed
—then nothing at all
(The New Room: April, 2021)
AMASOWONMWAN
At arm's, I am but your brethren,
Ne pas comrade
Pour food, most have sold
Their Honors for gold
Others, a pot of pottage
The tree only bends to the wind
Because it doesn't know how to do otherwise
Ainsi be wise, precautions taken
Births no aftermaths
You are not your father's son
Lest, you wear the family's emblem
Upright;
Off white greyish, ripen with time
Solely relying on faith
Hoping for the best,
Yet ignoring all good
Seeing nothing right with better.
Amasowonmwan
Strangers shan't lay a curse on you,
Nor take your portion
A few know your real names?
Iten edo
Even the gods forbid that a father bury a son
But then also
The child is the father of the man
Alright?
The darker the skin colour
The deeper the roots,
For sour sweet tastes the truth
Like rumor, solid liquid smells it flavour
Symbolisms of our ancestral struggle.
Fear what you know
Not the unknown,
All these and more
Are reasons why people drown
At ovia river.
ghops
Recently renewed my sub to Penthouse
That should keep me straight!
I know some people don't like ****
Also know some people who love it
You can become obsessed with it
That is surely the case
But photos of beautiful naked women!
Something to heartily enjoy
I have seen quite a number in my day
Maybe I will see another!
zero
under
zero
!!!
zero
up
zero
!!!
minus under minus
minus up minus
minus under plus
minus up plus
plus under minus
plus up minus
!!!
o’ winter sub zero
under you
I'm dead hero!
-January 31, 2019 Chattogram
She did it all, everything that I wanted,
She went everywhere that I went,
She did the things that I loved deep down,
After handing me her consent,
To do what I wanted, whenever I chose,
To do whatever I said,
On the road, in the park, on the seat of the court,
And then out the back in the shed,
And she obeyed all the things I demanded she do,
No matter how strange or absurd,
Like telling a story on the phone at work,
Moaning each delicious small word.
She did it all, every day when I wanted,
She did it with all sorts of objects,
And she did the things that I love deep down,
Wearing nothing but shiny latex.
I love that she did whatever I wanted,
I love she obeyed every day,
I loved being dom and she my small sub,
When she did whatever I’d say.
PRINCE NAMOR THE SUB-MARINER
Namor Mckenzie an Atlantean
though your skin pink
ankle wings
the rest of your fellow Atlanteans
skin colors blue
Under water, under sea lives
the creatures who breathe in water
And though your father
Seaman Captain Leonard Mckenzie
Mother is Princess Fen
Some mortals and scientist consider him the first mutant
For most of his life Namor been fighting air/land breathers
Most of the land dwellers fear him
Only one female human he almost loved
A member of the Fantastic 4
Susan Richards the Invisible Girl
Now before her was Atlanteans Princess Lady Dorma
Namor fought New Yorker's even fought the Nazi's in World War two
In one of his fits of rages on the ice glaciers near Antartica
Namor throws a random ice cycle inside was hero frozen in suspended-
animation
Was hero Captain America
All this happen in the 1960's
This none aging Atlantean
What a watery super hero
Once an Invader, Defender on land, sea, or air
Namor Mckenzie an Atlantean
PRINCE NAMOR THE SUB-MARINER
11/21/17
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
from "anthology Heroic Couplets of Marvel Comic by James E. Lee Sr. Vol 1."
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