C-ries
A-nd
T-ears
H-eal
E-motional
R-uction,
I-mplementing
N-ook
E-raser
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Catherine G. Peña)
Somebody told me I was done
I was formally broken raw
Been reloaded frozen not thawed
I was a mess now I am collect connected and tied
To the grace of God me and my Father are one
Me and my Father are one
Been torn discarded and warned
At a point once I'd wish I'd never been born
But the Lord graced me He embraced me
Now I am free, I am alive I am His alone His child
I was a mess now I'm collected connected
And tied to the Grace of God me and my Father
Me and my Father are one
In the tumult in the toils
In the rains in the storms
In the coolness in the warms
Weather storm emotional spiritual spawns
I thank mine creator for His rebirth in me sown
I was a mess now I'm collected connected
And tied to the Grace of God me and my Father
Me and my Father are one
6/22/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Clamor, Dissonance
Hubbub, Commotion, Racket
Crash...Bang...Boom...Bam...Zonk
Sapphire currents
engulf consciousness
'neath waves of confiscated
ancient sunken treasure,
delving neath oceans
cobalt manifests,
lost riches of bygone eras
destined to respectfully
resurface its significance,
midst new horizons' encompassed
realms as clarity's power deeply inhales
depths of salty sea's tumult
Demented movements,
Reciprocations of rage,
Frantic gestures,
Livid, sultry eyes enraged,
Rushing sensations igniting
Within a heart beset
With parasites of aggravation,
Incensed, repressed by a
Rigid inflammation,
Scarlet flesh bleeding
Upon ashen skin,
Tormented within,
Hence inhabited…
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