There are rules to minds
that we may not be aware we set
Yet we also choose for processes to exist
that we forget, interrupting these values of gratitude
through stages in which we reflect
through forms of reasoning;
for the ears and tongues of my laymen:
emotions guide you to what you want;
depression, anxiety, reoccurring traumas
bear sensibility when any of those feelings
lead you to help.
Nothing will make sense
without taking whichever steps are needed
to leave this hell.
It makes sense, making choices
based off of feelings that have always taken you
to where you believe you should be taken.
This does not create an inherent price
for your judgment to come back
with fairness as a cost.
It's only a metaphorical transaction.
As much as the feeling of horror
may overcome a person,
the same strength of that feeling
can be mimicked by any of our emotions.
Why could it not?
If something can traumatize,
something can heal;
It doesn’t always rain,
I've seen beautiful weather at funerals.
Roses are red
deserted children are blue
one child is all it would take
to traumatize you.
In travel, you may check your bags
But sometimes it is wise
To choose a carry-on instead
When taking to the skies.
I much prefer to keep my bags
So there is no surprise
When I deplane, for missing luggage
Tends to traumatize.
Of course, I always have with me
Some bags I do despise,
Which some of you have guessed, I’m sure –
The bags beneath my eyes!
We decided on hand signals.
They got sillier each day.
Pretending to speak to each other.
Stroking our imaginary beards.
Sometimes we cawed or tweeted.
It drove our children bananas.
We did this in self-defense.
It frustrated them, causing them to leave.
It was the only way we could talk.
Have adult conversation
Without being interrupted
by our children.
Sure, they pout a bit,
but within ten minutes most of them are back.
So, it doesn’t permanently traumatize them.
Sadden traumatize man
Embraced in his fears
His tears he is distress
He is a mess
Thrown in the chairs
Flow down tears
As dry eyes abrasioned
In his fears his heartbeat
whispers woe is me...
9/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Global Temperature Rise, is telling us
the human race, has to revolutionize
Our Warming Oceans, is not surprising
with dying coral, from dirty emissions
Shrinking Ice Sheets, will increase demise
with no action, flooding our streets
The Glacial Retreat, needs to stabilize
for all life, wanting to compete
Decreased Snow Cover, is very unwise
for nature’s creatures, with territory hangover
Sea Level Rise, needs to minimize
for life’s protection, not for traumatize
Declining Sea Ice, is bad downsize
with warming skies, a human enterprise
Extreme Whether Events, are negative highs
with total destruction, and tremendous agonize
The Ocean Acidification, makes us realize
we are killing, our life’s evolution
Level headed is not me,
If kilter
Out of whack,
But killin' it.
Woe, mania is me.
What form of insanity is the?
Who knows which me is me.
Uncertainty,
Out of touch with reality,
Master of ignoring my responsibilities,
Release me,
From your grip
Before you bring me to me to my knees.
Flash backs hit me like a grenade,
Trauma explosion to the face,
Trigger city,
Trigger me.
Traumatize me by touching my soul,
So I know it's time to say goodbye.
It starts with you, an insanely elegant girl
You got my knees weak, I couldn’t speak
Words just slip of my mind and twirl
Stunned, ashamed and sweaty I got flicked
I’d always focus on others, except when you pass by
It’s like staring at a Porsche yet you were a LAMBO!
I could never say the word good-bye
Literally I can’t, afraid to not see my rainbow
Proven guilty as charged, I got hypnotized
Baby you’re one beauty that will traumatize
Someone to a point of being star struck
Oh wait, been gazing a long time on this truck
Seeking the world for an approval
Even the frogs are staring in controversial
Please lend me multiple paths to cross
Kissed the Buddha’s hand to remove all flaws
-REAP
Sarah had wounded animal eyes whether she had been
an owl, a deer, or a dog is unknown.
However, I know that she must be treated as softly
and quietly as possible.
A loud noise
A fragrance
A light touch
Might re-traumatize her
Approach her as a tiny violet which has been broken,
stepped on and smeared in mud.
I advise her teacher to approach slowly and cautiously.
And above all, no sudden movements or touches.
Shadorma Form:
Turning tides
know nothing of my
nightmares, still
they seem to
manifest them every day;
reality’s stage.
Each rolling
wave, playing out its
scenes with such
vigilance
so as to traumatize me
again and again.
I order,
torture me no more!
Yet deaf waves
continue;
gyroscopic fingers that
fondle my psyche.
Tripping through
corridors of mind
invasive
liquid thieves
such abusive masters who
enslave my spirit.
I have a
way of dealing with
such beastly
masochists
I swim swiftly away on
golden prayer rafts.
This year, sleeping spring refuses to rise
too long overdue but not a surprise
as the weak sun hidden in thick cloud lies
masked by stubborn mists in leaden grey skies
with temperatures way below normal highs
Lack of sunshine and warmth can jeopardize
crop growing and a good harvest denies
Persistent rain leads to insect demise
essential bees drowned and no butterflies
to help fruit and flowers to fertilize
It’s difficult to overemphasize
the full impact a delayed spring implies
or the effects on mood trivialize
Lack of sun makes depression demoralize
many folks and others traumatize
Often, the thing to do is recognize
defeat and climb aboard a plane that flies
off to a land that sees the sun arise
and soak up UV rays (perhaps unwise
transformed to a mummy when parched skin dries)
If you know what is coming,
doesn't the future frighten you?
Earth's climate is in a changing cycle,
Greenland's glaciers are already melting,
and all that water needs someplace to go.
No matter what skeptics say,
climate change is here today.
Global warming is heating the planet,
Nature doesn't recognize boundary lines
as She begins to traumatize the Earth.
We are running out of time,
and yet, so few seem to care.
Climate change is affecting us right now.
It's no longer in the realm of maybe,
and it's a process that we can't reverse!
We're seeing the first signs of
global warming's full impact.
Subtle changes are already showing,
and it won't be long before the seas rise
and the subsequent floods overwhelm us.
Must future generations
shoulder this burden alone?
Health Care Program
In and out of problems again had wormed
And after all of them had been confirmed
By the caliber of questions people did ask
That to answer proved to be quite a task.
If you had terminal cancer and in bed did lie
Were without any health program on to rely
What actions will you eventually have to do?
When death a disturbing picture just drew.
Suppose truth could no longer face or realize
How your terminal illness would traumatize
You as to many difficulties that must be met
While you became deeper and deeper in debt.
Those things that are fowl wish they were fair
And either Universal Health or Obama Care
No matter how poorly our lives have to end
On a health program is one we can depend.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
~~~~true story~~~~
Is it still indecent exposure
if a spider is to blame?
I guess it sounds like an excuse,
I guess it sounds quite lame
but when it landed in my bra
I cared not where I was at.
Off came the top with all exposed
and I guess that was that.
I hope I didn't traumatize
anyone who may have seen
this startled, bare-breasted woman.
I know it may have seemed obscene.
But I do loath all spiders
and I'd do it again I know
if another landed in my bra
and I wouldn't care who sees the show.
17/07/2015
Dreams revisited;
Repeating themselves, revelations,
Eventually, may come true, on occasions.
All of those who sleep, so deep;
Madness, upon them, may creep.
Casting dream terrors
And creating fears that forever
Traumatize the dreaming soul.
Caught in its wizened web, are nightmares.
The Dreamcatchers, powerful spell;
Ensures that the little ones, come to no harm;
Remain safe in Dreamcatcher charms.
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