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Best Poems Written by Albert Lee

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Night Creature

Here it comes again -

That scratch-eyed, skin-split creature of the night.

Here it comes again 

To invest my soul 

And scrape at old markings that once held promise.

Here it is again 

In that brittle, dirty little hour

Where there is no hiding.

Here it is again, 

Love’s decay, the puss-sore that never healed,

The sweet pain of yesterdays.

In that hour when no one hears a whisper

Or a soul turn over,

That little, muddy hour 

When substance lies at the bottom 

And light never reaches it.

In that hour when love is revisited

And burst-blood runs its mindless course.

In that hour I dread so much,

It’s in that hour I’m loving you again.

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Letter Dreams

Somewhere beyond at the end of these letters

Is a girl in a funny hat that answers them

She is small and pretty, a gentle soul

That touches the earth as it touches her

She is the dream this letter is made of

A dream rich in tenderness

And the florid colors of hope

She is that quiet place I rest my weary soul

A place far away where dreams lie down

To hide their faces beneath a clouded veil

And wink at those who would believe in them


She is my distant dream place -

A place of soft eyes and open hearts

Where smiles shine like summer rain

And tomorrow never comes


It is she that this letter dream is made of

That special place where beauty still lives

And letters are written in the hand of hope

For the gentle soul that will read them

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Tree

The inverted root submerged in soil-air

Stretching ever upward in silent prayer

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A Dance

How gently you folded into my arms
that brief moment we danced.

Your long, black hair fell over my arm
 and poured about my elbow.

There was only us, a closeness 
 too severe to be dismissed.

Closeness so complete
to drive reason to weep.

A dance all too short, 
a dance that never ended.

A dance seen by no one,
a dance forgotten;

A dance, just a dance…

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Dreamscape

I am in a dream of its own making
as plaintive notes fall about me
resonating to an unknown ether.
A vapor engulfs me 
and I’m in the womb of Time.
Light flashes all about me
only to break in pieces;
beneath my weak purchase
the spent particles of distance.
I lurch forward toward an opening,
but only see space that gently touches.
I probe to feel its texture,
as distant sound echoes from within ,
“touch me, touch me, touch me…”.
I am its child and I pray a grateful
prayer to this dream that creates me,
this endless thought that fills itself
and pours outward in unseen color;
a dream softly speaking to itself.

I am of this dream
and I am and I am not.
This dream bends thinly about itself,
a dream within a dream
that ebbs quietly
and disappears.
Now I sleep quietly without time
with only the eternal echo,
“I am and I am not…”.

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Images

Saw your sister today,
She was young and pretty.

Didn’t see she was you,
She was young and happy.

What were you like then,
In the verdure of youth,

In that other world past,
Where hope and dreams once lived?

What fate made you thus,
And not that other girl?

Such little steps make a turn,
Once taken cannot be changed.

Where is that beauty I saw today,
How was so much lost so quickly?

Where is that sister-girl I saw today?
Is she gone or just below your stone face?

I thought I saw her once,
But she was worn and tired.

Where did that sweet soul go,
Did it really vanish?

I thought I saw it once,
But it was worn and tired.

Where did your sister-girl go?
I only saw her once.

Where did your sweet soul go?
I only saw it once…

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Beaches

How did I get here?

Amongst the crusty sand and screeching gulls
Where greasy waves spill haplessly
Under an unyielding, gray sky

How did I get here?

Wandering about in pained abstraction
Looking at the rolling, dark waves

Parceled out in hopeless piles 
That crash against this jagged beach

Retreating in thinly, flattened sheets
Only to return newly crashing waves

The endless crash and retreat that tugs at me
Soon vanishes to obscurity in the open sea

Where all things mix and die 
Forever in timeless ritual

Were only my soul to return so easily
And crash again with all its might

Were only my heart lightened 
To join those retreating waves

Then I too could return anew
To cut my little edge on this beach 

And retreat backward to the sea
Where all things mix and die

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Summer Smoke

Smoke dreams on a summer night

Fill me with a heady mixture

The night’s textures wrap me in their tenderness

And its musical refrains tickle my ears

As heavy scents waff upward 

In cosmic celebration


I’m of the stars and the night this evening

I’ve shaken these earthly shackles

If only for a moment’s passing

If only it could linger longer 

So I could rise to all its promises

And float endlessly 

In this summer night


If only I could be the summer night

And never feel the heat or see the Sun

If only I could float on summer promises

And always be close to heaven’s magic


If only a summer’s night could be forever

Then the stars would always be mine and time could  lie down

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Kites

Tethered to little reason

we send our kites aloft

to see them bounce about

and dance to their own rhythms.

So skyward our hopes are sent

to an indifferent god.

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Ambitions (For Stacey and Daver)

I want to fold these words over
and line them up in rows.
I want them to ring and sing
and leave echoes in your ears.
I want to squeeze a syllable
and distill a dream
to lie upon your souls.
I want to plant these lines on your fertile beings
for I know you gentle gardeners will grow them
and happily rest beneath their shade.