Death shall bring loves
Life shall also too
I felt compelled to sniff the likes
Around the air, so cool
Eagerly I looked for the tenderness of you
Deep into that darkness kissing
What could there be more purely missing?
To warn me about the liking true
only this and a true friendship spiking
while I pondered, pushier and striking
LOVE
I have dreamed of the fancies
the laud blamelessness appreciating
Waiting, with my waiting
all my soul within me accumulating
Back into my memories desiring
all my soul within me stating
deep into that darkness worshiping
and its eyes have all the entreating
LOVE
Back into my memories straggling
And the loved one never bracing
The storms came misplacing
I felt compelled to sniff the feelings
Deep into that darkness daring
And the rubbing was declaring
The warier welcome whispering
Through which came chatting, chatting, chatting
I remember I was obtaining…
LOVE
7/2/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
THE COMMONER
There are different varieties of me
In the azuline light, I swirl and twirl
And sometimes become dim.
Some favour Bellis Perrenis version of me
In the spring
Some sophists are partial to prunnela vulgaris
Not the folks; vacuous and dripping in Bulgaris
My favourite form of myself is sheep’s sorrel
My buds emerge from upright stems
Red tinted and warier spirited!
My tender leaves garnish the salads
I even curdle the fresh milk
My temperament is never mercurial
Folks call me stoic
Many ailments I cure
Though Zizania is an acquired taste for the elegant folks
But feeds the poor.
Yet I am a commoner: I am the weeds
And I grow wild and unruly.
By nature, I am weeded out
To give way to planets tame and sweet.
There is also human species of me
The un-showy ones or the wild ones.
Other human beings desire to weed them out
To create space for humans; faux-sweet or tame.
I searched for love on the internet,
Then, at last you and I finally met
You found me on a certain dating site,
And wooed me with all your might
Even claiming I was the one for you,
I believed you really wanted me too
You lied about being in love with me,
Saying you would make me so happy
You promised me that we would wed,
And that thought was always in my head
Why would you have ever lied,
And make me think you had died?
You talked up such a big game,
But instead ended up being so lame
Now thanks to all of your lies,
I'm older, warier, and much more wise
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