From a rotund sun-hued idol spill commands both warped and wild
And armies rise from echoes of a tantrum thrown by a child
My lip’s swollen, bruised, and bleeding.
Someone’s nightmare to me? A dream.
The virus now floods my bloodstream,
with every touch his need’s dancing.
Fierce could sting a bit, I’m willing
to part ways with a lustful scream.
My lips’s swollen,
and the Moon has begun waxing.
I’m okay with this perverse scheme,
trading sunlight for a moonbeam.
This kiss from a vampire’s spreading,
my lip’s swollen.
.
not all uv thuh world
need know
though
all in it who adore beauty
for them
i must
show
'tiz
half thuh walnut shell
shellz
top thuh
cupcake's mound
moundz
thuh rain
her
soak'd sheer
tee
mine
20/20
see
tap
I've amassed a fair number of brown South Asian lovers.
In my mind I revisit one whom I slept with beneath covers,
As my swollen sore heart began beating ever sadder.
The river was swollen from the melting snow,
with rhythmic pulsing it ebbed and it flowed.
The earth was hard and still unyielding.
The man stood weak with shovel wielding.
There wasn't any one else to call.
The one hundred pound corpse had began to thaw..
One old lady and one sick man, and so they revised
their original plan..
It seemed at the moment a fitting order for their
boy who had so loved the water..
He had walked by this river, dug clams on it's shore
and now he was one with the river once more..
The moon
She creeps away
With the aging night
Swollen sentiment
Full to begin
Fading with the night
She'll be back tomorrow
She walked from me alone;
Left me at my home, broken;
And yes I have a swollen heart;
In time and in due part;
I searched my abandon, thoughts;
She had messaged my swollen heart;
Cold and callous, heartbroken;
Misguided words screamed yells misspoken;
Whom am I, who are you to deny;
My purple heart cries melts;
Like an ice cube in the dessert;
Such a hypocrite;
Left me at my home, broken;
And yes I have a swollen heart;
She walked from me alone ;
12/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
The sting of a wasp
Smacked me hard on the eyelid
Can't get rid of itch
Swollen, scrape is so awful
Wasp drove me nuts; I can't blink
Written: August 23, 2021
A Buggy Tanka Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser
~Dear darling please allow me to embrace your swollen heart for I won't be leaving long as your heart beating~
5/6/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
The swollen river
River birds drift to the sea
A heron flys past
Rest of the things on this Earth to grow Mount Everest to follow suit to grow by the hight of a school going child or to the hip from the toe of his father Mount Everest has come up nearing the galaxy of stars by 2.8 feet.
Sometimes all in the moment of sadness filled with emotion you just have to cry~
12/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
skeptical swollen soles
tracing dark toes
on vying veins
of tactic trains:
lofty lousy limbs
etched in ink
drastic dances dripping
on seeps scrunching
in jumpy jolly
mystic melody birthed
embroidered with will
virtuoso concerto crunching
sumptuous soles stretching
la-de-da limbs lurching.
19:12:29:09:27
The yelling the screaming the fighting,
Vegetables are cooked but he pays no minding of efforts to disway the sighing.
Blood boils like the pasta in the pan,
Cooked for an always complaining man.
Air sucked from lungs constricting tight,
It's a wonder no one's been hurt with rage filled might.
Squabbling never ceases to amaze,
This young poet it certainly doth phase.
Wings torn off an angel without so much as a scoff,
It happens with a scream ever so soft.
Nothing really matters anymore,
No justice for someone treated like a whore.
Do what is ordered or you'll be out on the street,
All there is to stand on is water swelled feet,
Stand up for yourself or you'll never be free,
Just stuck in the same sail-less boat as me.
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