Christmas is a long song sung in winter,
An epic poem written with white quill feather pen and
Gold ink, and on clouds of paper,
Beginning from a sneezing December to a
Dizzying twelfth-calendar month,
When snow drizzles gently into the souls of
Those who hearken to the tinkling sound of
The church bell which rings gently with the weight of
The slow-passing season.
I see whiteness in every song, with so much redness;
Regal and romantic; flagrantly friendly.
Oh, how pure!
Oh, how sweet!
Well, that’s Christmas.
It lights up the courage in us to think right and assume
Merriment in the warmness of some frozen hearts.
It’s the best time of the year.
I swear to this because I am a child of Christmas.
It’s a time of fog and dew and sleet that rebaptise us.
Let’s not forget the slanting rain whose liquid kisses us.
And white Christmas of snow-carpeted lands and seas.
There’s no other time or season like it.
So full of gentleness and love,
Christmas causes hearts to race s-l-o-w-l-y,
As the year races on to breast the tape of seasons.
bedazzled by jewels
beguiled by the gem of you~
diamond eternal
as fake gold duals
alloys mix unbanding two~
with flames infernal
tears drowning in pools
blinders tunnel, love eschews~
so notes my journal
Love is
Surrounded by Monarch butterflies,
on migration
A tingling in your gut
does not defy
A warmness flutters inside
When flowers perfume
When you are near
You feel the same, I shall assume
Love hurts
When rubies now rhinestones,
dullen, sullen
Diamonds now glass,
cutting deep
Pollen smothers,
I swallow my sorrows
My bleeding heart
Let’s stay together
Dowse the drought
Better a diamond with a flaw
than a pebble without
You never said those words
They never left your lips
Until now
I thought it, hoped it
Longingly
Then the truth escaped
Like the steamy breath
Of an icy day
In Winter
This is too cold for me
The distance too far
To hear you fully
But my arms are still warm
My heart still beats
My ears miss your voice
I long
For the forgiveness call
Of Spring
With her green shoots
Of healing stillness
And hope
The whisper of Summer
The warmness of sun.
Therapy for the soul
I sit here and meditate
On you; your seasons
I still love them
Yet the barefoot dancing
Twirling on the green grass
In the sunshine.. still my favourite.
Perhaps
After all
A whisper is all we really need
CV 11.30.24
From the first light of day. specks of golden sunlight starts
the day, sunrise.
Dew drops glisten in the warmness of hope.
Tree branches bend toward the sun
Life wakes up with a sleepy yawn.
Sounds of voices. horns. busy life' surround and
encircle those living.
Time is moving to quickly to count.
The moon is moving into it's place.
Dusk is saying it's my turn.
Slowly steps are ceasing to move.
Streets are becoming isolated and lonely.
Glowing, twinkling stars replace bright light.
The sunset has softly said goodnight to all.
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It was just as warm,
capable of profound warmness
Just as sweet,
an epitome of sweetness
It was passionate,
took pride in being affectionate
Understood what was meant to
Loved what was supposed to
It was "love"
Until it plunged into the…
When silence speaks, the noisy listens
Even the turbid sky glistens
To lend ears to the mighty voice
That robs the rightful of their choice
For, when it speaks, it compels season
To fight for reign of the right reason
It brings more meaning than the tongue
And vision cherished by the young
It compels favor from the mighty
Like the solemn voice of the almighty
For, it strikes the depth of heart
To lend its warmness from the start
When silence speaks, it commands conviction
It hits the hard heart of devotion
Like an implied common agreement
That needs no sound and no movement
I saw the sunset
The other day
When I looked at its
Orange sky, it sent
A warmness through my body
And I felt happiness from its rays
Just above it was a sky blue color
That seems to calm
And comfort me
It causes me to channel
Positive energy
What a beautiful sight
Blessed Good New Day Beloved Daughter of Elohim
It's a beautiful day.
Frigid brutal cold,
But we're awaken in the warmth of the Lord.
In our Heart and our soul. His warm breath
Encased inside of us,
we are blessed to open our eyes and breathe.
Welcome Dear One this new day in the warmness in our hearts
For Our Father Elohim God blessing in grace,
love, peace and joyous joy all parts
1/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
the angels sing, oh yes they sing
and they are heard throughout the land
grace and peace to you they bring
they reach out on God's command
holy are the angels that give and give God's praise
their hearts show love and caring
power and glory throughout our days
in your dreams they are appearing
fly away God's holy ones
spread God's love that's so endearing
like the warmness of the Son
Torn mind as a book sits unfound once more.
Overcast sky blotch caring Sun's warmness,
diffuse confidences a dawn's full bliss,
consolidates a desolate soul's lore,
their brief days of an annular old rune,
the fading of yesteryears contemplates,
the life of a destitute heart pulsates,
the same as a wayward blizzard in June,
sensed separation dwarfs active favor,
downcast eyes eclipse the mood as fear grows,
lost souls dragged into mounds of drifting snows,
spoils the realm of an endless December,
masterpiece frozen framed pictures hell,
be of Dante's Inferno where Satan dwell.
In crisis, true men smile,
Oh, sweet smile your warmness is prized, whispers the soul.
Strengthen style
give life a chance
smile and the sun for your console
lean dance
laughed, loured
called for his bowl,
soured
In crisis, true men smile,
smile and the sun for your console
soured
With the incoming sounds of spring, a resurrection of life,
the chilliness flees. Quote _ by Poet
Ready for a new season, Spring birds
Shake off winter; embracing
The bonniest warmness weather,
Babies born, and color of nature's crowns.
Scarlet Tanagers chatter, flying round,
Feasting on caterpillar's slowness
And beetles boring away that are found;
whilst
Eternal sunlight reft through sturdy limbs
And myriad leaves of the mighty old oak;
Rapid rhythm clatter drum sounds
Of the Woodpecker on its breast shout.
A hum, a garden faintly woo a smile
At song sung by pretty red feather Robin dancing.
A sweet kiss, a seed, the male Cardinal
Feeds his blush pretty mate favor.
Yonder pond, tree boughs
Teasing the water's edge
Whilst
Little Mallard ducklings
Follow mamma to the bank.
Bluebird builds her nest
Right in the heart of the sprouting
Redbud flowering tree.
Camouflage in the red begonia
An orange breasted Oriole
With its sweet enchanting sound.
On the horizon the fire fades out,
Hush around in high perch, tiny roosting
Cold blue moon comes into sight.
In this familiar room where my soul
was ripped out of my body,
were faces whom I once deeped hands
in the same bowl with,
In this familiar surrounding
where my betrayal played out,
were faces whom I once played in the mud
and climbed trees with,
In this familiar walls,
where my demise was plotted,
I once laid on its bed and shared
my dreams,my fears and my future.
these ones sending me to the great beyond
and ripping off my fortune
once pledged allegiance to me
and walked my path with me.
the warmness of brotherhood
has long vanished in the eyes
of the people who hugged my mother
and bade her farewell.
In this familiar room filled with familiar faces,
that once kissed my forehead,
and held my hands,
I have been served me with an unfamiliar evil.
Running tears
Warmness turning into minty cold
Still wondering why
These drops are not yet dry
Maybe they know
The love they are shedding for
For whom I'll dream further more
For whom I will stay forever.
He Won’t Forsake You
If you feel downtrodden
If you feel all alone
If you’ve lost all hope- with
No one to call-
If you need a friend and
you are hurting deep down inside
Just call the name (Jesus)
And he will be there by your side.
Look to the heavens
The answer will become clear
Look to the Lord and
love will be near-
There is no greater love, no, not one, like the love
which abound from the above-
Before I come to believe
I was conflicted and consumed by despair
I was lost I had no love; I didn’t care-
I wanted to go down the well
Never to be seen again
I want to run away from everything- and just disappear.
A warmness touches my ear
Then I did hear- do not cry you are not alone
I am near- I am here-
Therefore, I speak from the heart
And from what I know
God will lead you wherever you need to go
He will lift you up and carry you if that is what you need,
And he’ll never ever forsake you- no, no, not ever-
God won’t forsake you!
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