There are many things we understand…
things we are confident we know…
that through science and creativity
we have ascertained…
But today we send a little blessing out
to all the things in life that cannot be explained.
Every day you go to work
And hop into your vehicle
Not a thought or say a word
About if the job is meaningful
You sacrifice a lot of time
And try to be agreeable
Often sold on common goals
It all sounds so believable
Any goal that is your own
Should not include your brothers
Because his goals you may not know
And are hard to go discover
Upper hands are gained
Not by ones that tell the other
Because what is not explained
Sustains impressions that you're under
On the Outback Downs of Queensland
There is the strangest light
I have seen it first hand
And it sure gave me a fright
I was camped out while Lamb Marking
On the Downs out Corfield way
Hot days with sheep dogs barking
We sure did earn our pay
On one eve when days work done
We sat around a fire
Telling yarns, let our tongues run
Leant back against the wire
As I looked out in the distance
The night was black as pitch
A light with some insistence
Gave my interest an itch
I knew that there was nothing there
Only us for miles around
What was this light, gave us a scare
Some six feet from the ground
I got up, had another look
I called for volunteers
Let's go take a butchers hook
But all I got was jeers
I walked away out to the side
Until it disappeared
We still see it here they cried
Now that was pretty weird
So make your own mind up about
That Queensland Min Min light
I can say there is no doubt
Was on the Downs that night
Let us find a space amongst the trees and sunset...
In an undisclosed area absent from the busy ways of the world.
A space filled with days where the rain falls with patients and the winds blow with relaxed intentions
Where our surroundings will exceed our imaginations and our eyes exposed to an existing truth
An existing truth, when once witnessed, could never be explained.
Unexplained pain
Jinnatul Hossain Tanim
They are covered with gray and black clouds
Gestures give unspoken pain.
The nocturnal bird flies away
The handcuffs of the dead are adorned.
There is no place in that city full of memories
The reality is that you are not here today.
Silent arrogance seeks me out
What does the flying bird understand?
Memories are lost in the directionless current
Someone called from the side.
The soft light of Jochna is helpless today
Time is lost in emptiness.
Silent night floats in the song
In search of the bird in the lost tune.
Feelings of hatred as much as anger
From time to time ruthless promises flow.
Dirty smile is also acting today
This lake is burning with pain.
Under the broken broken branches
The bird will never come back.
Great pain in your address
Burnt ash in coal is blown away.
Gray black clouds tell me
This life is helpless in unspeakable pain.
annotated art
birds, butterflies and haiku —
no wings in sight
2/1/2021
In the year 1900 a Texas judge
Went exploring on horseback all alone
Deep in the West Texas sand dunes he rode
Searching for ancient artifacts and bone
Near buried in sand stood forty wagons
No bodies - no tools -no hint of treasure
Perhaps a hundred souls made up this train
Formed in a "V" for defensive measure
A massacre seems clear but who is unknown
No reports of missing trains have been found
No hint of searches for loved ones exists
No clue on whether East or Westward bound
Often at night solutions I ponder
Did the souls find a home or still wander
10-01-20
Contest: Unexplained
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Christmas dreams are of happy occasion,
of bells and colours, Santa and presents,
but floods, deluge I saw in my vision,
of floating buses and drifting corpses,
in panic people scattered for cover,
water swirled around ready to drown them,
trashing cars, collapsing city tower,
afloat I saw baskets, carts, dirt and scum,
I awoke in fear, I do not deny,
but what it all meant, I had not a clue!
Next day with family I shared my dream,
On boxing day, dream was reality,
I had foreseen the asian tsunami 2004!
stranger still are many languages I heard,
from all the regions the flood waters hit!
The Unexplained poetry contest
2nd placement
Carolyn Devonshire
Written 01/10/2020
15 lines
10 syllables each
free verse
It seemed like an innocent experiment simple enough I had read the steps
Bedtime routine out of the way I was ready to start ~
Relaxing tape playing for ambiance I was gone in an instant
With zero recollection of the next thirty minutes
When I heard a thunderous clic signaling the music had suddenly stopped
Overcome with a blissful calm feeling I refused to open my eyes
Having a very different reaction than my bedfellow
Who was quite unaware of my little experiment
While he was busy screaming and throwing pillows
At the figure in the dark standing motionless at the foot of the bed
I managed to let slip out a couple of reassuring “it’s ok’s”
Eyes still blissfully closed as I was savoring the last milliseconds
Of my soul’s sudden re-entry briskly sucked in
Inches above my navel with almost a slurping sound
That was my first and last astral trip a little too very real for my liking
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Submitted on September 29, 2020 for contest "THE UNEXPLAINED" sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE - RANKED 2ND
The day that I lay there and die
I want you to remember how all you did was lie
Why not be around, now, here, when I'm alive
Without your love and compassion our relationship will not survive
Although you gave birth to me
Even when either one of us are dead you'll never see
I tried for years and years
But you never budged through any of those tears.
So when I die dont show up acting sad.
Trust me it's ok I know the truth i wont be mad.
Unexplained Should I or Not
I feel that I should love all
why do people hate
should I too...
QUINZAINE poetry form
9/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
ancient aliens built the pyramids
it’s their gift to you and me
obvious as can be
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Love doesn't mean just staying together,
Love means in the same way feel for each other.
Love means a passion in heart which can't be explained,
Love means a purity and sanctity which can never be failed.
Love means true feelings without any ploy,
Love means divinity within the heart to enjoy.
Love means a philosophy with no give and take,
Love means true belief without being fake.
Love means something more than a faith,
Love means living for each other even after death.
Love means even in absence feeling one's presence,
Love means a thinking with a true essence.
Love is something which can go beyond this earth,
Love means a treasure which can never get dearth.
Written February 6, 2011
I seem to stare glazed at unexplained existence
As your eyes traverse an unexplored horizon
Of what I've always known
Wastelands of past recovered memories
Dance in your mind of an unrelenting distance
That you've made no effort to close
Once near futures become far too distant memories
To watch the focus turn away from the sun
And all I do is bite my tongue
Revolve around just like a carousel that's wandering
I'm far from being done with all these enemies I'm finding
Closer than what comfort's found
Take me down away from all these feelings
Feel like walls are closing in around me
And yet I make no sound
The candle's rekindled one too many times
The flame would shout
That the sun has just burnt out
As I traverse the unforgiving frozen tundra
These thoughts I just can't help repeating
Oh why did I bite my tongue?
The darkness on the ground
A shadow covers all
It's cause cannot be found
What goes on in the shade
Without knowing what is there
No mind can continue it's thought
Without knowledge there is a fear
The mind cannot think of anything but
The two unknowns that can't be seen
What is there and why is it too dark to see?
Where did this shadow come from?
There is nothing there
Why is this darkness here?
Frustrated looking all around
In the sky there is a ring of light
Immediately looking away
The sight of the ring caused pain
Soon the light would return
The shadow is lifted
everything can be seen
But not to eyes that saw the ring
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