Vigilantly Poems

Hand Held---

And breathe your breath I kiss the hand of your daughter and decree Your Glory your glory and righteousness of her hand small and soft 
it touches my skin I grab hold and
 in the veneer I can see softness
to think little spear
 firmly but yet gently I caress
 as I place my front lips over the upper palm
 the veins are showing looking like a beautiful flower
 as closer I place my face on top of her hand
 my lips touch and grander my nostrils flair
 as I witness the smell of lavender and myrrh
 Adjacent so I place gentle kisses on top of her hand
 I stand firm I look on vigilantly with my adoring eyes
Father anoint my head with oil
As I die to self your breath caress kisses me 
purification it Graces me in peace
 let my lips speak let your voice 
sing and empower me restoration
 let the favor the abundant blessings and fruitfulness 
as I with your lips on and through my vessel
when I stand in the presence in the aroma of God's daughter I am, I shall. 
Come let us walk anointing adjoining hands coupled

-------Hand Held


9/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023©

The Dragon and the Fairy

Galacticly heavenly, imagine Jupiter, kryptonite lunar moons
Sliding between celestial blue and dark moody skies
Wherein lived a Dragon who incredibly, loved snow
Fell in love with a fairy, millenniums ago!

Began courting daring Evelyn fairy gorgeous,
She was, declared his love thunderously, universe knew,
Of his eternal love for this immortal being,
Who toyed with snowflakes, flirting, but never ageing. 

Stupendously, Translucently, universally, vigilantly, willingly,
Love zoomed towards a forlorn dragon and fairy,
How and where would they find constant snow,
Obvious, teleport to Antarctica did this damsel and beau.


Entering Competition : Alpha Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
02/08/2021

Typewriter

Tap, tap, clickety-clack
Thoughts vigilantly stamped
Trademark of transcription
Technology's prologue
Twain's famous "Tom Sawyer"
Time etched black and white scene
Tinted with grandpa's dust

4-27-2021

Sovereign Orders

Having been mandated by the Sovereign Commander*
we, His church, in the power of the Holy Spirit are ordered to:
win the lost toward His way by His love
warm the cold and weary brethren with His grace
warn the skeptic unbelievers thru His Scriptures
wake up from slothfulness and fruitlessness
watch vigilantly for His coming
waver not in our biblical faith 
worship Him in spirit and in truth!!!

*Matthew 28:18-20 And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.  Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen. 

April 30, 2019

Cleanness, As Somebody Said Once

Cleanness, as somebody said once ,
Not where they clean, but where they do not crap,
And our yardman vigilantly  at the entrance,
Walks around with  a huge scary club.

Nice to watch, how he - with congenital grace,
For the slightest piece of paper or a mote,
Trying hard,  with a skewed  embittered face,
To strangle a guilty tenant by a throat.

Barking can not  be  heard, do not meow cats,
Such  cleanness around and grace, and numbs,
Even birds in the district- a glance can not catch,
Only in the grass teeth whitened crumbs.

Luna's Plea To Aurora

Evil has torn the streets
Thus leaving it bare
Silence lurking as it peeps
Another house up there

Humanity chanting as we call
Heavens hear our pray'r
Keep our household away from harm
In this forbidding lair

Staggering footsteps roused the hounds
Manned gates so vigilantly
See no lights, hear no sound
Watchful souls waiting to flee

Whirlybird flies back and forth
Awaiting for first light
Hope infixed in our hearts
That we may survive the night

After the Election

On November Ninth, just before dawn
I’ll be getting up without a yawn
Through all my neighbors’ yards I will run
Picking campaign signs up, one-by-one

Retrieving them indiscriminately
I plan to trash them vigilantly
Knowing full well, the public has spoken
Only after long friendships have broken

Whom I supported, I’ll never tell
Superior notions I’ll dispel
Candidates all seemed the same to me
Huge egos, little class, dire cash pleas

Regardless of which party prevails
They are both equal on the truth scales
Elections pitted friend against friend
Now it’s time for our feelings to mend 



*October 31, 2016
For the "After the Elections" challenge

Blue Light

Blue Light 


Caramel skies of shades of yellow, gold, and brown appear as the 

Sun goes down until the twilight hours of dawn

Blue illuminating lights shadows the walls and streets for those 

Good officers that have fallen in the line of duty

Their shadows walk vigilantly and bravely through the streets and alleys,

As they continue to honor their oath and pledge to protect and serve us with ease

By: Eve Roper 9/16/2015

Titles

TITLES

Miss Fay’s Day started out well
Thought she might skip out on work to play,
So she covertly leaves her little cubicle, the cell from hell

She really wanted to be a Storm Child Again
Chasing rainbows and pots of gold
Is that such a sin?
Never thought she would be so bold.

Being A Sweet Soul, she spends the afternoon
Wondering if she’ll even be missed
Vigilantly fighting thoughts of impending doom
Thinking if she doesn’t return soon, she’ll be dismissed

Deciding to stay and read Meditations in the Meadow
Fairy sprites provide a patch of moss to cover her toes.
Completely engrossed in meditation, she hears an echo
Is it friend or foe?

Deciding she was pushing the envelope
Returns to her cell in a sea of cubicle cages
She longs to play with the fairies in the meadow
And ponders if she will sing while Enduring The Ages

We Are Our Future

Fallen leaves of wintry breeze subsides
Cold have taught me to spring forth warmth
And guard my limbs, my vitals, vigilantly.

Once upon a time I was blinded by shadows
Lurking in my dreams, in the dark, and in broad daylight
They were closer than most, (myself.)

Strings of pearls with gold and diamonds; will shimmer
Right before my eyes, for me;we deserve to glow
and grow, and sail to see of love.

For love resides within vault of our conscience
It is the all mighty weapon against enemies
It remains all we'll ever need to share on life's journey.

I am my future; we are our future for better or worst
Rest assure, a grain of good can be nurtured
I have see it flowered and spread like dandy-lions.

For within iris; that pupil upon orb of spiritual eye
It isn't hard to recognize, it's ever alive
Thriving in its place, naturally by the Almighty.

*

Lonely Lighthouse

The Smeaton Eddystone's architecture 
First lighthouse protecting navigators
Light blinking, pulsating, luminously
Loud foghorn resounding resonantly
Guides shipwrecked mariners vigilantly
Or swarthy seafarers incessantly
On oceans perilous, tempestuous
A sailor’s salvation eternally

09~19~14
Jan Allison
Contest: The Lighthouse
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Form: Rhopalic verse
~awarded 1st place

The Sittee River

The Sittee River


Tumbling down from the magnificent Maya Mountains,
The rabid Sittee River rushed headlong, 
Over-flooding its banks and the giant mangroves
On its long journey to the open Caribbean Sea.
Once forest green, the River’s color was now a dirty brown.
Hundreds of floating logs all rafted and chained together
Like creeping caterpillars lined up on a dead leaf.
These lumbering mahogany logs, once majestic living trees
Would be transformed mostly into polished furniture.

Attention captured by this rambling rapidly roving River,
As a child I sat at my window wondering,
What other dark secrets did this wandering River hold?
Could it reveal the life of the ancient Mayas, other civilizations, or more?
I may never know.
Today the old beautiful River is clear and bitingly cold,
Keenly listening –
Vigilantly watching - 
Waiting for new adventures to unfold!



Note:
As a child, I grew up in the Sittee River Village in Central America, and this is 
one of my earliest memories of the River.

Modern Cinderella

Imprisoned by clammy apron strings
She squats amidst domestic disorder
Dirty dishes, smelly household linens
Blackened pots and foamy dishwater.

Hastily, she conjures breakfast on the table
While vigilantly eyeing  the baby's cradle
A highly- strung neurotic woman
Nursing ghosts of high dreams and aspiration.


A docile victim whose world revolves around
The see-saw whims of her bossy husband
An egoistic peacock with a deficient IQ
Whose brutal hands are his magic wand.

...Pegged on the wall stained by grease
Hangs her college degrees.

Fractured

“Fight for yourself!” you plead with your mind.  
“Fight you unworthy creature!”  
When had you vanished? 
Pick up your pieces 
Scattered through-out time, 
Over the years.
Mosaic fragments back into yourself, 
Vigilantly, filling your hollowed soul.  
You dare not stand against the light 
That people might see beams passing through cracks! 
Shining through holes you scraped in your being. 
You dare not stand against the light 
That they might recognize you damaged
Damaged by your will! 
So you pretend… 
You play to be whole. 
If only that strength was to rectify yourself. 
You do have the strength if you can pretend.

Friendship

FRIENDSHIP


My friend,
My soul’s double 
My being’s companion
My heart’s beat
My mind’s thought

Your fears 
I share 
And you
My hopes
Alone aren’t we
As next to each-other
Proudly we stand
Against all odds
Twin towers of
Trust
Supporting one another, 
Asking for nothing 
Offering everything,
As we vigilantly
Guard
Our future’s
Undivided
PATH!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
    27 January 2013

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