i scatter at your feet...
sprinkles of innermost secrets
all my demons laid bare
for your ears alone to absorb
as you unfailingly tuck all i share
into your backpocket;
safe from every soul
you preserve arcanums as keepsakes
so they age
like desiccated leaves
in your care...
this i know!
without misgivings,
i'd s u r r e n d e r
cumbersome burdens of mine
for you to carry,
because you always do.
i'm a crucifix
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
backwards
with hefty encumbrance of faith
on my shoulders
knowing
as sure as mountains
never crumble
your outstretched arms
would cushion me mid-air
i'd do so enough times
to last a lifetime -
and feel as safe as can be -
each time, my beloved.
my trust in you...
blind
1. "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings
You gave to me your heart when we were young.
On stars we danced, and on the moon we swung.
Unfailingly your heart beat just for me.
Rhapsody’s composers of romance were we.
As shadows slink in and sun slides behind the hill,
Tears fall. I loved your heart, and I always will.
"Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life." ~ Pablo Neruda
I sail through citrine waves of the moon’s pulse,
weaving my spark from sea-stars
numb to the blaze of a dream-lashed gaze ~
mute to the masked mist of ghosts,
as somehow between the seraphic sighs
of rising Luna and the aching sun,
there I found my muse crawling and cradling~
clouds of love bathed in luminous lavender…
So tonight, must I heed black-magic mantras,
spelled in neon gold by lips that lie,
or shall I wade through caramelized clarity,
for I’ve long homed hues of blooming twilight,
brushing the wistful heart of waning dusk,
drowning fiery flares within vain veins,
while the wind assumes I’ll touch no sand,
anchored by timeless traces of poetry...
Held back not,
Truth timed walk.
Proceed without cane,
Proceed without fault.
Clear pathway, clear head, calm heart.
Depart, foolish fleck
Fictional debris
plays no part
Neither dust nor speck.
Disguised as lies
bypass the wear
Bypass the tear
Fixated eyes
You're nearly there
Embracing truth
Unfailingly wise
Gently inclined
Owning time
Forsake recline
From whom hide
Declared in spirit
Warm as sun
Your worth doeth shine.
Anchored, secured
Shielded, guarded
Retreated ashore
Reminders unfolded
Strengthened
Protection
Swarming the moor
Distant wind
distant current
Dejected, declined
Astute in mind
Secured & bolted
This way inclined
Mildly defined
Godly refined
Most surely beloved
Your worth Doeth shine
my imaginary friends
My wife often laughs at me
thinks I'm a kind but odd person
I regard Sam Smith as a friend
although I have never met him
he is so very kind when he could
have exposed me as a failed
poet who published poetry books
before he mastered the language
When he did, he lost interest
in publishing poetry because
failure or not, the poems were
written with love in my hear
he is unfailingly polite
My other friend, this might be
surprising for some, Elon Musk
he represents what I'm not
a great poet of technical matters
I also sense his loneliness; it's not
easy to be wealthy, to have and not
to have plays on his mind
a good man that is all that matters
Not to forget Joneve, who took in
my poems, warts and all, until she
detected sloppiness and refused
to take in some poems, by doing so
I had to sharpen my game for that
I'm grateful
To get where you want or what you want
You have to start from where you are
With what you have at hand at that moment
doing what you've never done consistently
To get what or where you've never before
Giving what the masses want and love.
Success do not comes by playing mediocre
Very timid no venture no success no fun
Failures ain't stop signs but stepping stone
After hitting rock bottom keep trying
Success decorates the doers not the don't er
There's always a way when you make one
Skills are tools for navigating through
Acquire as much as you can while thriving
Striving until you've attained your desires
Creating multiple streams of income is great
Multi tasking according to schedules unfailingly
With a persisting relentless attitude.
Your behavior and attitude towards your goal
Will determine the outcome of your establishment
Connections and growth depends on your ability
Greatness comes from going the extra miles
Winners are not surrender's, steady revival's
Active and always improving in skills and worth.
The essence of our spirituality rests
On having plenary faith in the Lord.
Who are we without an omnipotent force
In our day-to-day existence?
When we find ourselves broken
Who do we turn to for reconstruction?
Or when the sun deserts the sky
And days hang over us like a brooding cloud?
How do we find a guiding light in the darkness?
How do we move a mountain without faith?
What is the measure
Of our spiritual development?
The essence of that development
Is having steadfast faith in the Lord,
Fully surrendering to a power
Much greater than ourselves.
By simply believing that God is
Our savior; the Alpha and Omega
Who sent only his begotten son
To die for our sins, only then
Do we earn the key to his kingdom.
Developing and maintaining
A relationship with God is essential.
He works for and through us.
He does for us all the things
Impossible for us to do ourselves.
He unfailingly fills the spiritual hole
We created in our souls, gratis;
As long as we believe in him,
And follow him.
.
Dreaming of verdant meadows and amber acreage
flush on the banks of a dazzling blue lake's ridge
Jousting with villains for the hand of fair damsels
or expounding the writ close by the chancel
Forsooth, verily, indeed and indubitably
though others kvetch and moan lugubriously
Verily, forsooth, by my troth and a tad convolutedly
I've plied my trade unfailingly jubilantly
Always meant to be a poet from the age of nine
~ crafting dainty vials of nectar with zesty grape wine
Ade is a Nigerian patriot
But permanent in US’ Detroit,
There, charming Nigerian Flag hoisted,
Bared schemes upon him foisted…
Ade, The Rare Nigerian Patriot,
Scarcely planning to leave Sweet Detroit,
Shall unfailingly shoot all of them,
Giving his Giant. causeless problem:
Politicians who might risk Rigging
He’d begun their graves a-digging:
For them the cheapest US caskets,
A little costlier than Mum’s baskets;
Never to stubborn pressures relax
On compatriots evading Paid Tax…
To keep performing civic duties,
From where he had kept quaffing fruities.
Endure the travails of somber night
To emerge in bliss of golden sunrise,
Let the fleeting storm pass you by
To spot a rainbow on opaline skies.
Entrust your own founding thoughts
And form your informed paradigm,
Trade not for spurious vacant-prose
Your enriching voice versed in rhyme.
Appreciate your share of sunny days
But also, those of drenching rains,
For they are both eminently essential
To produce bountiful harvest of grains.
Upon falling from your ambitions
Endeavor to rise again and again,
Questing always to reach higher highs
Of worthy goals you wish to attain.
No one fighting on battlefield of life
Sans hurdles unfailingly succeeds,
Yet, success is the enriching feature
Of all endearing, purposeful deeds.
Dwell not in the world of transience
When your aspirations quest forever,
Trounce firmly every sigh of failure
From pursuit of a gratifying endeavor.
Follow the fire in halo of your soul
And rise boldly to tether your claim,
Then look up to arc of life’s horizon,
Watch your fate emboss your name.
December 17, 2022
Placed 2nd: Follow the Fire Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
They were all briskly heading
For a full member's wedding
With an attached harsh Levy
Only too fittingly heavy
For The Careless Absentee,
Who had stayed back like a tree;
Not The Dying at that time,
For that is Poor Health's own crime
A New Couple for wild cheer
While not skipping pleasing beer;
Charles and Eve watch as they join
And their church leave as one loin!
Tomorrow will come; I know it will
yet, unfailingly, I doubt it still.
I lack faith to close my eyes without
a small niggling element of doubt;
that maybe I'll never see next morn,
or that perhaps I am not yet born.
But one fear is there I cannot bear;
that I awake and you are not there.
Faking interest in one is a skill,
But first and foremost a punished sin,
The deceived could just go for a kill,
Who would not hurt unfailingly thin.
If it were one's last action: To Hell,
No likelihood of glimpsing God's throne,
Kids don't their love announce with a bell
And don't the subject raise on the phone;
Their true state of mind on their faces;
They'd break out free with all races,
A stuck - out tongue for whom they dislike
And to them it is a fitting strike.
Adult fakers of interest remain,
Rich smiles for whom they don't wish to train,
Women for men they need their money;
The challenge: to keep sounding funny.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
The doctors say there’s nothing more to do
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
Two lives together as time bids us bide
these precious moments together so few.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
So much wasted time your eyes belied
though past memories in mine, accrue.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
Our life bumpy but strong, I confide,
our love has remained unfailingly true.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
We still have time to love and laugh I lied.
Your life over while mine follows through.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
As the time grew nearer I cried.
The time had come to bid you adieu.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.
always
at all times
always long period
of time Forever
winds air fleecing rains
falls down unto the ground
circles dries up
comes back around
always, always
repeating enduring
never ending
permanently continual
for a present
and a future time
for good and all
perpetually evermore
forever and ever missed those
promises every time each time
at all times
on every occasion
consistently with the exception
of unfailingly and inevitably, always--- always
8/13/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022
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