The colorful times of cool warm autumn
Warm autumn breeze blown
Trees bark chap like lips burn
Mothers snuggle up with newborns
Green grass brown no longer shown
Ants scatter bees sucking blooms
Everything’s dying no spring zone
Fact of the matter is stone
Promises of squirrels planting nuts loan
Hearing chitter shatter rattles of groans
Warm autumn breeze blown
Trees bark chap like lips burn
Turning whirling whisk of cyclones
Boarder line tornadic paths unknown
Warm autumn breeze blown
Hummingbird trombone based beak
Tamable radiant sugar nectar sweets
Autumn fall trees multicolor leaves
Leaves orange, yellows, brown red
Notable tones overgrown alone bled
Warm autumn breeze blown
Trees bark chap like lips burn
Turning whirling whisk of cyclones
Boarder line tornadic paths unknown
The colorful times of cool warm autumn
10/25/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
tamable, adventure, analogy, appreciation, autumn,
Form: Rhyme
Endless life, extreme little time though!
At these days
Breaking down comes at the belief of the after death!
After doing this, that & all; it is meant
Haven’t found me myself!
My dream, my veiling,
My past, present, this notebook of the poems...
All are faded one day in the womb of the time;
And, I myself too!
I’ve got the birth in a sudden though!
And, the Death! Not tamable! Nothing is to be done for it...!
How you cry saying Love, Love & Love so much...
What does belong there for your wants & getting?
The life that wants to get everyday, will be been for short days,
The life that wants to give tomorrow, will be been for thousand years.
A little some tiresome...
Is running behind as the Arab horse,
I’ve been running at the circumlocution of the history.
In this wheel of mine, I’m a circular man.
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May 7, 2014
Categories:
tamable, death,
Form: I do not know?
The Untamable
I am a man speaking what's true.
The way you walk those walls is the way you walk on my heart.
You tear through the town breaking innocent hearts and souls.
No one will try and tame you.
I have tried and succeeded many a time.
I canot do it now. You are to much.
I always said I'd forgive you but you have hurt me to much.
I fear now for my life.
I have finally seen the real you.
The animal inside.
Your wild, dark, deadly and untamable.
Anyone who tries is a fool.
He will surly regret it as I have.
I can't bear the burden you give me.
This is the end of all ends.
The world as I know it is dissolving.
I told you once I loved you more then anything I could ever love.
That now is a lie.
I can now not say that without pain.
Your not tamable so I must say my goodbyes.
You will never find another.
Goodbye dear.
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Categories:
tamable, art, death, dedication, depression,
Form: Light Verse