Writings Poems

Creative Writings

Creative Writings 
Self doubt declines. 
This is your season of change. 
Be open minded. 
Not pessimistic. 
Learn to grow. 
Sometimes pencil to error. 
Keep on writing. 
Keep on brainstorming. 
Through creative writings. 
Creative thinking. 
Black ink flows through blank spaces. 
Rhythms to azure rhymes. 
Poetry am I. 
Publish your own remarkable life.

It's all just words and writings

The will to feel each other skin to skin while sleeping in one bed

you want me, don’t deny it 

you know it’s not right, it won't be right 

Trying to distract myself from crying

telling you perverse ideas

Making you sweat and tell me what you’d do to me if I were there

The ideas get more grousome

Secret Writings

told no one
that I had been
writing

did not
scrawl speaking words
to illiterate graves
no

i wrote with a finger
across my forehead
as to remember
i was writing
to a thimbleful of light

sat in the dark
under a low lamp
long before
the sun could read words

told her

she who lives
in a thimbleful of light

told her to sit it out
play her part for a while
tell no one

we

Writings of a storm cold

Writings of a storm cold 

The house gently 
Creaks
From icy winds pressing against
Exteriors whilst slipping 
Through
Small inconsistencies.
Sleet dances against window panes.
Piling glass against glass,
Particulates of infinite possibilities. 
Fractals dancing down, 
Tap dancing on rooftops.
I sit at kitchen table, 
Bundled from the cold.
My only friend and partner, a
Dancing flame from candle
Casting shadows upon the walls. 
Words

The writings are on the wall

#The_writings_are_on_the_wall
How do I turn my heart back on, how do I shut my eyes on you, when all I have to live for is only you, how do I sleep when you are not well, how do I smile when your eyes are teary, how do I live, when you are nowhere near me, how

Written Waters

These writings
Trickle from within,
Spring with emotion revealed,
Pour out with many tears not cried,
Bursting forth in deep, indescribable oceans,
A levy overwhelmed, collapsing under pressure.
Suddenly, it makes sense—everything,
Because it all flowed from the hidden caves,
A story that sounded in bits and pieces
With unspeakable pressure building up over time
And who could understand? Who could understand
All the pain, emotional

The Gospels and other writings

The Gospels

And other writings

Are narratives of

Life as seen

Through the lens of

Separation..

Includes the possibility

Of a new narrative

Of the empty nature

Of all appearances of

Separation...

Writings on the Wall

The other day my friend asked me,
“What is life? Is it the days we live or the dreams we dream?”
Don’t know how I did that, but most of the time,
I just added a question mark to my answers and got away with a diplomatic reply.
No wonder I did the same here.
“ain't it the days we

Please Just Keep All of Your Writings and All of Your Poetry Both Plain and Also Simple

Why should both writers and/or poets just keep their writings and/or their
poetry just plain and simply easy to understand? What if you try to be so
creative and poetic but your readers do not understand a single word that
you have written?  Just how long would your audience remain both loyal
and also faithful to you? Before

Weekly Writings From the Heart Quietly True-

WEEKLY WRITINGS FROM THE HEART QUIETLY TRUE-

I just want to write you weekly,
Verses from the heart of one of God’s Son
Abated blessings of continued drums,
The rhythm beats of anatomical heart
Weekly writings from the heart 
Impart electric eclectic energies sparks… Quietly True


5/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
from  anthology booklets … Quietly True

Searches In Writings and Elsewhere

Not always but

The Search is often

Engaged In writings 

Of the past..

Such writings may be

Handed down from

Sages who have 

Weathered the criticisms

Of the centuries..

A deference to their

Words is accepted

As the search ensues..

There seems also

The appearance of

A realization that

All of this is story 

Equal to other stories

Of searching in 

Other climes...

My Writings

I am Chikwelas grand daughter,
Am I a good writer?
My poems are they better?
Like other my fellow porter?

When studying at St. Peter,
Reading one poem of poeter,
I like to become writer,
Magazine shows me other poeter.

Kazima I was a sister,
My writings were not greater,
I could not reach meter,
I stop being a create.

New student when she inter,
She was having

Reviewing Mine Writings of Yore

Reviewing mine writings of yore...

(today February nineteenth
two thousand and twenty two)
helps me to become more adept
crafting literary endeavors.

Remembrance of past circumstances
and/or happenstances,
which trials and tribulations
(particularly warm fuzzy memories)
brings to cobweb riddled mind
a quaint uncomplicated existence,
where childhood excitement arose
simply acquiring library card,
thenceforth selecting choice books

idling away leisure hours
mainly during twelve week long
summer school break
blissfully reading away,
the

Yesterday Mornings Writings and Warnings

Yesterday Mornings Writings and Warnings
David J Walker

Where did I leave off writing 
Yesterday morning in describing 
The world around me 

Which hue glistened off 
The morning dew at sunrise
Which tune did I hear 
In the blue of your eyes

It is clear that my world is mine
For the making, each morning a day
For the taking

Which shirt

A Colonial Writer

A writer whose writings are meaningful
A writer whose words are bold
A writer who writes for the well-being of fellow men
A writer who shows you who you really are
A writer who is stable and soft delight
A writer who is creative and Scotch Brite.
Note. A colonial writer is like an artist who produces a picture of a

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