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analogy, death, poetry,
Rampant rain is ruining
lushness of my lawn.
Helpless I watch
strands of green drown
in shallow puddles.
Swamp like state creates
slush and sludge -
I remain stuck in the mud.
Wondering who will care
for my garden when
I am no more.
What will become of my roses?
Will my dahlia delight in the sun?
Or will I become a forget me not?
I remain content,
knowing erratic elements,
will never kill my words.
Spiteful winds will return crying
bitter raindrops to my musings.
Then they will disappear,
just like me - just like you.
Yet in the silence of death -
written words will forever remain.
3 November 2019
analogy, birth, creation, devotion, earth, flower, nature,
Under the care of sun and rain
My leaves have unfurled
My buds have burst forth
My own will has been done
This was my beginning
Through the seasons
Spring brought me to life
Summer grew me to new heights
The fall must come sometime
The frost will encase my barbs
And I will return to meditation
Waiting patiently for my rebirth
For your light to peek through clouds
Your moon to hold me within night
When spring returns...
I will dance in the wind
A never ending flower
adventure, allegory, analogy, death, destiny, dream, philosophy,
your time is near,
be part of it.
Fall into the great ocean
your conscious way,
Nature's final notion.
let it go,
it happens so,
embrace the black.
Droplet make a tiny splash.
Whisper in your Bardo ear,
till you're no longer here,
and flesh turns to simple ash.
So sleep little droplet,
how sweet the dew.
To love it and live it
and to start anew.
analogy, animal, autumn, bird, death, earth, emotions,
In its final soar
Finds the limb it learned to fly
Lands, to fly no more
analogy, death, life, metaphor, philosophy, sad, symbolism,
Raven Blue twilight,
Formless shadows lurk.
allegory, analogy, black african american, eulogy, imagery, inspirational, remembrance day,
Standing at The Mountain
There stood the great mountain—
A Sisyphean challenge;
A Job’s journey;
A deferred dream’s destiny;
Indeed, a Draconian feat.
But there also stood the dreaming King;
Tutored prodigy of the King of Kings;
With eyes stayed on the prize,
He smiled at death with God sent eyes.
Yes, the King is dead
But we’re looking ahead!
We are the dream’s vision;
Our children—its reality;
Jacob’s ladder rises before us;
Let’s get to climbing!
“Only the dreamer dies…”
analogy, death, life,
I have come for you in times of the past,
Never have I revealed my face to you,
And still, the next time will not be the last,
For man does not live only once it's true.
So why fear me of all there is to fear?
Do I not alleviate those from pain?
And yet for me, no one does shed a tear,
When after all from life I do not gain.
Learn you shall that I am life's true ally,
As the leaves fall from thy tree, it is me
They seek for their refuge, still as they lie
Quivering not from my grasp, they are free.
For I am both the sunset and sunrise,
Existing in all things, countless my skies.
Jerry T Curtis
analogy, celebration, christmas, eulogy, metaphor, satire, symbolism,
In a little public park
In the little town of Small
There's a little village square
Large enough to hold them all
And they meet there once each year
As they make their little plans
To take a little bit of time ,
And do as little as they can
So they'll give it little thought
And then say a little prayer
Soon, in a little while
Very little of them cared
Then they give a little greeting
Unwrap a little gift
And do a little eating
To receive a little lift
When they feel a little better
Lying in their little beds
They'll be dreaming very little
In their very little heads
Berteena Harmony Of The Soul
analogy, death, grief, heartbroken, memorial, sorrow, sympathy,
Carrying the weight of loss...
After all these years,
I still have unanswered questions
ripping me apart.
Trying to repair
an unraveling life.
I don’t know how
to sew, not like you.
Needle in the eye,
tears in my pocket.
Stitches rubbing together
break me in two
and I don’t know
what to do.
inside out over
Time cannot heal torn seams.
analogy, bird, death,
With a flower in her hand,
She strolled on by,
Smiling at a wren,
Who asked her why?
Her world slipping fast,
Still, she stopped to reply,
"Come here a little closer"
So no one else could hear.
"I have lost my family,
And all that I hold dear."
So he pondered for a moment,
Then flew off in fear.
She thought that was rude of him,
Then gave it no second thought,
While approaching a willow grove,
She thought she saw him fly by.
As she entered through the trees,
Her eyes flew open wide,
There he was with a hundred more,
To welcome her to their sky.
James Edward Lee Sr.
analogy, appreciation, bereavement, caregiving, celebration, inspirational,
Mama and them, took us aside
When we cried
She wiped our eyes
She grandma and Auntie
Bathed and feed us
Took us to church learnt us bout' JESUS
And when it was time for bed
We kids would put on pyjamas and them night shoes
We won't need in glory
On them heavenly golden grounds
Worn in the daylight
Shines in steps of grace
When grandpa died grandma said he paid his dues
Ole granny told the mortician, sir, please dress him in them old
NIGHT SHOES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin
1 st place Winner
analogy, death, life,
Expressions so deep that I feel within,
Has made me realize, it's time to begin.
Thoughts so tender and abrupt as well,
Exuberant so few that I just can't tell.
Capturing the essence of what it is to be,
Learning to be gentle and living so free.
The virtues of many will always fall,
As the foundations fail the Almighty shall call.
Reminiscing, of course, is good for awhile,
But not all memories are replaced by a smile.
And find one day you may just succeed,
To live your life with little to need.
For time is a luxury that no one can afford,
Death is always approaching with his raised sword.
allegory, analogy, bereavement, sick,
Terrific Tremendious Turbulent
Trip Taken Through Time That
Truly Tempted Those Tempered
To Titter Transforming Transparent
Titillating Tenacious Transferred
Trophies Trying Transliterating
Title Transgressing Temptation.
Now you figure it out Contest
with words starting with the
presumable same letter. Ain't
Jim Horn, Soothsayer
and also Word Slayer
PS. It sure is sick alright.
allegory, analogy, confusion, death, symbolism, write,
A cat pursuing mice
to think twice;
an owl swooping on prey
shows no thought
Then enters man--
a higher moral ground
yet kills for sport
as well as nutrition…
Oh! on occasion
absence, abuse, addiction, analogy, angst, bereavement, fear,
It wasn't hard to turn it off.
I felt like I was free.
Until I started missing life
The world was now inside of me
and I was now it's slave.
Where fear of stepping out to be
was more than I could brave.
Died Being A Miner
Ate great chowder in crowded diner;
Then we had sailed on a lovely liner;
Life would end;
To heaven send;
He did die digging coal being a miner.
Gregory R Barden
analogy, death, spiritual,
"Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind" - Edna St. Vincent Millay
spread gently ...
death's frail surface
trembles with our grief
as each soul we cherish
plunges the gossamer veil ...
the warm arms of peaceful release
await there 'midst the tender darkness
to hold them close in their boundless dreaming.
Written and submitted on May 21, 2020
For the "Etheree" Poetry Contest
Dear Heart, Sponsor.
( Syllables = 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, counted at HowManySyllables.com )
James Edward Lee Sr.
analogy, appreciation, bereavement, celebration, encouraging, endurance, inspirational,
Don’t mourn for me,
In turn be brief this cold dead dark body not really me;
I may never, ever see you again;
Once upon a time ago you were my dearest friend;
And now the torched has past;
My Lord and Savior grasp…
He’s called me home…
He’s calling me home;
Home is the place again;
Where He originally created me, out of clay man;
Home back to heaven;
Earth will be my memory;
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©
addiction, analogy, assonance, bereavement, betrayal, blue, hope,
Why are we sanitising gambling,
Why are we legitimising gangs,
Why are we legalising harmful drugs,
Why are we marginalising so many,
Why are we maximising profits,
Why are we criticising anybody and everybody.
Could we not do more prophesying instead.
Could we not do more minimising instead.
Could we not do more exercising instead.
Could we not do more rationalising instead.
And turn everything on its head.
analogy, death, life,
As dark storms roar, on numb biting floor his fears soar,
masked monsters crawl in painful sprawl of chilling squall
in his abode, winter showed then memories flowed.
Familiar gloom creeps in the room; a hazy fume,
war mistakes, a secret shakes while his courage breaks
a struggling moth, blood red froth staining his white cloth.
An ember glow, his hopes flow striding across snow
lighting a fire, dreams desire to reach higher,
a soothing touch his fingers clutch reviving much
anxieties cease, cells release his soul in peace.
August 6, 2020
Keen Observation I Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Funom Makama
James Edward Lee Sr.
analogy, beautiful, bereavement, birth, encouraging, image, inspirational,
confined it in resolve
End bizarre I close my open eyes
to see the inside
of me as I am relieved
of my spirit my soul surrenders and I fly like a dove
toward the skies
I am no longer in a trance
not Beyond belonging to myself
I take on a second breath
not I relinquish I passed the test
written words by James Edward Lee Sr
age, analogy, anger, beautiful, bereavement, eulogy, grandmother,
Removed for publication
abuse, analogy, anger, angst, anxiety, death, life,
Wrong place wrong time
big crowd in the market square
tourists exit coach
I kind of see a flash
feel a thud
am covered in
the blood of a child
mixed with flesh and blood
of fifty others
as I stumble to my feet
and much later
I wonder what must the
suicide bomber feel
when they detonate
the explosion tears
them apart so fast
yet in that instant
when your body mass explodes
you must feel just
some of that
allegory, analogy, beautiful, heaven, imagery, sad,
Yesterday is tomorrow
Today the solace
Another grey moment of nothingness
Birds chant in quiet acquiescence
They have faith in tomorrows wind
I have faith only in burnt drawings
They hold the secrets to nowhere
Ashes to the wind
My hopes to the sea
Drowning will be
Such a pleasure
Where please tell, was the treasure?
X=Love Y= is the question
The island flies away with the birds
Equations no longer balance
Armies of emptiness have conquered
analogy, courage, death, grief, imagery, military, patriotic,
Poppies great beauty
Brave men dying for duty
Each nourish the earth.