Dear beloved,
I bring you glad tidings
To some a hard pill to swallow
Others, its fills the hollow.
For I've seen it all
Our vows are unbreakable
We fall, but we always stand tall
The bond we share is unshakable.
Joy in marriage, blood to life
Is not something expected in life
But a mutual strive between partners
Takes responsibility and harmony.
It all builds on love
And the essence of love is confidence
Confidence in your partner's judgement
Confidence in their honesty and fidelity.
Embrace this, as we do, and find peace
For happiness in marriage does not come in ease
But its benefits are boundless
Therefore its quest endless.
Two hearts beat as one
Red hearts merged as one
Two hearts knotted as one
Loving hearts grew strong, not wan
Merging of hearts, solemnized as one
Cruising darts, piloted by the Almighty One
Scents of Chrysanthemum, crowned in leis
Glade of momentum, sweeping for deis
As you renew your vows
There are no buts or hows
Cling to each other without noise
Sing for each other with poise
As years go by, love will grow more
Teach yourselves to be meek
With trusting reliance to seek
Love will never appear short or small
In God's name nothing will fall
when both of you stand tall
Let us bath in the spirit;
Let us splash within ourselves;
Flowing waters flow;
Drenching all sons and daughters
Naked we came into the world
While at death we just rest
And in the awakening we’re wearing purple and golden robes
2/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Underneath her heart is the Fathers breath
Under her mind feelings of loving bliss
And under her apparel those the clothes she adorns
Ravishing silks, perfumed and her tapered body
Scented and oiled for her husband
A view of nakedness amidst this cloaked skins of cloth
~
He is arouse high off her innermost spirit
Parts of his eyes explore the beauty she hides
on the following morning they exchange hearts
Bathing in each other’s arms loving as such in the Bridal Chamber
Now legally wed they surcom to their bed
was natural ravishing bodily touchingly
2/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
and yes we are the ones who assume that good will prevail
because we profess good practices in life
such is our commiseration and pity
acquiescence and bliss
pretending to forget the success of iniquity and impudence
of those unjust who fight with forbidden weapons
and conquer us every most holy day
making us the eternal losers
proud of our spilled ideal
our beliefs mocked
and the infinitely defiled pride.
came with fog the day in that cold morning
the dogs were silent and what else
and now again forever
we dare not even be what we are or suppose
our kidnapped desire no longer burns
for it's just a tired desire
that sad and without glory will
of cowardly living.
Hello friends and future friends. I hope my
choice of my poetic form is totally absurd.
I don't even know what an Epithalamium is;
so if you are looking for this form, I'm sorry
to disappoint. I haven't posted in awhile, and
perhaps it may be a bit instead of me just
blurting out my mind through my mouth.
I just got vack from a recent trip to
Cartagena, Colombia and have been
writing a collection.
I am going to title it "poems from a broard";
the broad in this case is mi Musa Melissa.
(Maureen, Melissa said you are beautiful
and kept saying "weeeeee" [your last comment]
Presently I am trying to organize poems that
I wrote on my trip as well as a lot written in the
airport waiting to reluctantly leave Cartagena.
Please por favor keep in mind that I would like
to present this as if a book; but know only 10
poems for a period of 24 hours.; so hang in
there with me and I will start to share.
Thanks to all the folks I have met here,
and the folks I hope to meet. Blessings!!!
She was lovelier than any bride the church had ever blessed.
A beauty in love with a pure heart.
Her groom was handsome, standing tall and delighted.
The whole church lit up when they saw her walking down the aisle.
Heads swiveled watching him watch his bride.
It was a fantastic match; they had grown up together in the church.
There was no his side and her side, only their side.
The empaths heard harp music as they met at the altar.
Recognizing a heavenly union.
Most of us had never witnessed such a pairing before
or since.
Dong!!!
Dong!!
Dong!
The sounds of the chapel bells
Ringing to the rhythm of Christian and other spectators wails;
She comes my love, flowing walking down the aisle;
Formal dress flowing in the midst of the evening winds
Amidst this outside wedding…
Sweet suddenly, comes to greet me
I graze into her eyes so lovingly…
And your spirit, caress me
Your beauty invests me
And I’m richer for it;
And I’m better in all this;
My love I shall, gather;
Here and eternity I’d rather…
At the song, as the bells rings toll their calls;
You walk down this flowered path…
Through all those spectators, they “gasp”
Dong!!!
Dong!!
Dong! Alas my love before I say I do, allow me to woo you with “song”
08/19/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Looming bells;
Celebrating marriage and love
Channelling flowers;
Overlooking for the bride;
From a distant you can smell her;
Aromatic like oracle flowers;
She walks softly and quietly;
Celebrating marriage and love
Flowers surround and hang surrounds them;
Bride to be and her groom;
Standing in a row the bride-man/groom alongside him his best man;
Flowers fold outside wedding blossoms claps;
Father of the bride sheds tears,
Celebrating marriage and love
He stumbles yet says something blew in his eyes;
As the organist plays here comes the bride...
8/13/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
O' my lady whose was on her way to her marriage chamber,
both Father and father embrace her;
A smile as long as God's horizon,
as you thank Him for your bridegroom;
Hallelujah;
8/10/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
At the altar together they stand;
An open venue love is present;
As a guest we honour;
Ahh! we celebrate shower you in flowers;
We see that you love each other;
Mr Man God has loaned you His daughter;
We share your love we honour your choice;
To be man and wife;
Oh, how a blessing to wed a wife to share their life;
God sanctions this so nice as we celebrate this wedding bliss;
A wedding nothing more beautiful than this;
8/10/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
From forth coming anthology “Old Gospel Songs Sung"
A poem written in honour of the bride and groom.
EPITHALAMIUM
O' Father we come to saturate
We come to honour to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
lo' epithalamium
Hallehullia, wedding angel
These two bride and groom
Holy nuptials these two shall make
1st we honour you, God
For the creation of this your child, beautiful woman
And this adorning man of your heart
A breath of love these two shares
We shall honour
wedding angel
lo' epithalamium, Hallehullia
A marriage vow, a marriage bed
We all stand here to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
O' Father we come to saturate
We come to honour to celebrate
EPITHALAMIUM
lo' epithalamium
These two in holy matrimony
8/10/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Your heart is in my possession,
to show the heaven that my love
is so dear,even if the cloud is not clear,
I stand in this summer light
to let my true complexion exhibits
itself with rays of emotions_
that is true and eternal,
As the untrimmed branches of the
coconut tree dances ~dances to
this rhythm of romance and passion,
Oh!my bride, my gold I cherish you with pride ,
Under this shade of hope and love buds,
I profess my love in the presence of men,
As I lease my strength like a brave lion,
This temperate region shall bear witness ~this day.
8-3-2019
Contest:A summer's Day Redo sponsored by Michelle Faulkner.
WORDS DECRIBED THIS
THEY DID NOTHING TO
DETAIL, WHAT THE EYE
REALLY SEE'S
I POSTURED MYSELF TO REDEFINE
EXPERIENCE
I POSTURED MYSELF TO DESCRIBE
WHAT WAS BEFORE ME
IT MAKES EVERYTHING BEFORE IT'S CREATION
INFERIOR
IT'S ARROWS POINT TO ALL DIRECTION
AND THIS ENCOURAGES ALL TO WANT
WISH AND DISCOVER
FOR THE SAKE OF CREATION
IT FILLS CAVITY'S
AND TRENCHES DRY SPACES
IT STANDS STILL
AND GOES PLACES
IT IS TIMELESS
AND EVER GOING
RELENTLESS
AND AWE SHOWING
IT'S AMPLIFIED AND WHISPERED
DIFFERENT AND STRANGE
IT'S RIGHT IN WRONG PLACES
IT WHY THINGS MAKE A CHANGE
IT'S HOW WE WILL DEAL WITH TOMORROW
IT WAS THOUGHT OF YESTERDAY
FROM NOW ON IT SHALL BE SPOKE OF
AS IT WAS HERE ALWAYS
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