I can be a leader.
I do not need to follow the actions and behaviors of others.
What harm?
Oh, but what gain?
I am fierce
With a lot to say,
A lot of love
And a lot of passion.
Simple pleasures
And little disappointments.
Just be who I want to be,
Not what others see;
What others want me to be.
I am more than a perception.
I am loud and proud,
Bold and fearless.
I have a courage
And strength that is limitless.
I am learning to vocalize my boundaries;
Free from guilt and shame.
There is an ocean inside me that you cannot tame.
My waters run deep
You merely tread the surface.
I know who I am
And I will take up space.
Breathless and discouraged,
I will still run the race.
Dip your feet in the edge of my waters
And let me wash over you.
Familiarize yourself with the polarity
Of my sensations.
I will not let you down.
I will not let you drown
If you meet me without malice.
Dare.
Do.
Why the shrill yelping?
Must you vocalize so much?
Oh... there’s cactus where?
I'm dying inside, a silent scream,
Masked by mirth, a façade's deceitful dream.
I laugh to conceal the anguish that gnaws,
A desperate attempt to shield my crumbling laws.
No pain, no gain, they say, but oh, the toll,
A heavy heart, a weight that makes me old.
I wear a cloak of calm, a disguise so fine,
A refuge from the prying eyes that mine.
I walk this tightrope, fragile and thin,
A balancing act, lest I succumb to the spin.
Pride's a shield, a flaky armor I don,
A temporary reprieve, till the storm is gone.
But oh, the ache, the desolate night,
When shadows whisper truths, and I'm forced to confront the fight.
No one sees the cracks, the fissures deep,
Just a façade, a pretence, a soul asleep.
I'm dying inside, a slow, suffocating demise,
A prisoner of pride, afraid to vocalize.
The pain is a tempest, wild and untamed,
But who can I tell, and ask, "Am I to blame?"
In this desolate landscape, I search for a spark,
A glimmer of hope, a reason to embark.
For in the darkness, I'll find my strength,
A phoenix rising, reborn, with a new length.
The sting
Will never
Completely go away
But I smile
At the thought
Of your happiness
I hope
You kiss
her forehead
With a whispered “I love you”
Before her alarm
Stomps across the hardwood floor
I hope you
Leave a cute note for her
On the fridge
With the silly nickname
She gave you
When you first met
I hope
You
Surprise her
When that time comes
And you end up
With blue paint all over your clothes
And she cries
Standing in the doorway
As she sees her old crib in the corner
Feeling
This burst of happiness
She has never known before
Staring at the ceiling every night
Toying with the idea
Of you and forever
Falling into
The seamless
Blend of routines
Like
It was
Just meant to click
When she
Used to dramatically vocalize
How trivial love was
How unnerving
The sound
of heartbreak was
But I hope
She indulges in the knowing
Her heart is safe with you
Eyes didn't organize
The tent drop
Code violation
Ten days an hour, so what week
Use on the monthly?
We not gonna speak
Lost voices in bravado money, can't reach
Such is that meaning why?
Answer four times a second
Birth control that
Building code violation
All over California
Hop
Y'all crawled hip?
Pay my rent
Twas the day after Easter when my Cardiologist said,
“Good morning Lazarus” as he entered the room.
You should no longer be here but among the dead,
but a miracle has happened displacing all gloom.
From sixteen fluid bags that on a drip frame hung,
And in seven days God’s tally was only one.
Even some Doctors had God’s name on their tongue,
many visitors were amazed at what God had done.
I became a vehicle that was bringing God glory,
And “Good Morning Lazarus” still moistens my eyes.
I’m sure many tire of this often told story,
but I know God is pleased each time i vocalize.
Morning Coffee & Apple Fritters
Miracle Man
October 2, 2024
At mornings first light
wind existing as a whisper.
Soon future fall mornings
will become much crisper.
With coffee mug in hand
I enjoy placid patio time.
Breeze is barely sufficient
to vocalize our wind chime.
The leaves are now turning,
some prematurely falling.
From a high sky above
I hear sounds of geese calling.
Seeking a less cold clime
to endure winters freeze.
Canadian Geese flying south
is “winters Returning” first keys.
You are a masterpiece created to inspire
& despite dire times
have continued to create music to our ears
You are a collection of years of notes composed
creating a symphony that is you in code
We need your quotes like we need air to breathe
& you are as needed in this world as the lungs
that give us breath for without you
we cannot sing
You are the G clef that leads us in the right
direction & we are 3 times stronger
with you than without
You are treble the melody & it's your voice
that lifts us higher than clouds
in the sky
We can never shy away from your greatness
for it is you that gives us life through
your everlasting song
It's hard to vocalize just how important you are
in my eyes & our lives but I continue
to give praise to the most high
We all shall sing your song throughout the
whole of our days as we are
forever in concert with you
until our demise
You are the epitome of timelessness
so, we shall dance with you
into eternity & beyond
long after the world has shed its tears
& died
In realms of cyberspace, I fly
searching out treasures in disguise
skirting advertised merchandise
the ordinary, the overemphasized
to anatomize the marginalized
values overlooked otherwise
on the dusty, neglected, virtual aisles
of small sites not over-commercialized
or google ranked and over-publicized
some unexpected payoffs materialize
glittering swag, patiences prize
“Oh, my God - Look!” I vocalize
My girlfriends can’t believe their eyes
“You can find anything,” they surmise.
MY GOD SAYS dedicated to GOD IS SPEAKING MINISTRIES
Talk
say (anything/something)
utter
state
My God declares declare
tells
by His voice narrative natures choice
Pronounce articulate enunciate
Vocalize verbalize
Enounce My God says
o have a conversations
"Last time He spoke"
My God says have a conversation with His spirit
talk
My God says have a talk with Jesus
My God says have a discussion
Converse communicate His will His ways
Make conversation with His sounds
Chew the fat/rag His natures eats
My God said natter have a chinwag
Shoot the breeze MY Creator winds
Give a speech give a talk His righteousness walks
5/12/23
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Not every bird a singer
the crow more like a
frog
not every bird a sweet
melody
the parrot fondest of parody
the goose more like
an intersection horn
when I vocalize in the shower
dutiful drops seem hurried to be
gone
down the drain
with this poem
My daily life is miserable
But all the same it’s not
I scream and always agonize
There’s stillness in my thoughts
I scream and shout in delight
Or is it fear and pain
I sometimes wonder which of us
Is truly at the reins
Late at night is misery
Midday is alright
Morning is a numb feeling
With speckles of delight
When I seek help I am ok
When I’m alone I’m not
But how can I vocalize
This disgusting thought
I’m numb with fear
I’m fine again
My guts are spilling now
I’m happy here
Im miserable
Won’t someone let me out
Whom ever taught my cat to whine could not have been a friend of mine.
She's learned to vocalize a bit and now acts like a spoiled snit.
It's so annoying to say the least. She knows I'll cave to get some peace.
I let her out for a window of time and ask if she wants some cheese
with that whine.
“Don’t quit your daydream” whispered the butterfly to the furry caterpillar,
“Before you know it you will have masterful wings."
“Don’t quit your daydream” said the carpenter to child with blocks on the floor,
“Before you know it you will be building magical play places, towers and houses.”
“Don’t quit your daydream” said the artist to the broken crayon on the floor,
“I will make you the star color on my coloring book page.
“Don’t quit your daydream” said the choir director to her class of edger kids.
“You will vocalize the music that will make many happy today and evermore."
“Don’t quit your daydream” said the miner to the lumps of coal in his sack,
You have gold running in your veins that will make sparkly jewelry
“Don’t quit your daydream” said the trucker to the boy playing with toy trucks."
“One day you will drive with the big boys on the open roads."
Don't quit your daydream no matter how impossible it may seem,
When given the proper time to grow, it can do great things.
They say this sense of martyrdom is disordered.
And so is the sense that this world is growing broader.
There is nothing behind the revival I had promised-
The revived connections that are a secret, there is order to it, honest!
As my thoughts become harder to understand…
My plans to be a savoir are in limbo, this light I can barely stand!
As my surroundings turn faded.
The plans I embarked on turn me more jaded.
I promise there is hope behind my distress.
I can feel, but not vocalize my progress.
As this web of connections melts.
I wish this feeling will never be unfelt.
Even as the pain resides.
I guess I will be alone as I seek this reprise!
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