I am of a tree
I am ugly
That you ridiculed me
I fed her a fly on black and yellow
As a baby
You don't appreciate me
I am dumbfounded it
Profoundly confound it
Flaunting fighting pillaging
Igniting
To drama
The dram
You don't know who I am
I am of a tree
I'm ugly
Cottonwood Vineland Maple wood
Evergreen
Fern
Birch
Fire burn
I am ugly
I am a tree
My embraced branches I leave, leaves
open map of weeds
Growing up cultivated up all related to me
Surrounds me openly
Fertilizing me liberty freedom B
in God we trust
But it is He who cultivates the forest
Yes! I a
Ugly, yet I'm not your picture
It'll be as ever so daunting I shall not be flaunting for even Lucifer was an ugly hi my innovision I am the perfect picture I am a creature created from the ground up only my bad choices my wrong attitudes are ugly
For God has created me
From the ground up I am a tree
That I will forever be
Beautiful
To you to God and Me
But then the mixed Forest full of trees I stand firmly and I shall be an anointed glorious forgiven
Beautiful tree
11/8/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
Categories:
vineland, blessing, confusion, creation, devotion,
Form: Free verse
"THE FACE WASH"
nothing to wear with her to bed.
she’s got a nighty on, the kind I like.
my stomach touches her lower back.
it’s happened:
I’m thinking of marriage.
I didn’t expect perfection.
slowly, the imperfection shows and then
it’ll never stop.
still, marriage didn’t seem so bad.
a roof.
animals.
her trips to buy items for my lunch
and dinner.
Eddie Vineland was losing the grip on
his balls and I certainly thought of
letting go.
By: Chicano Eddie
Categories:
vineland, art, dedication, grave, love,
Form: Free verse