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LeeJ
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0 posted 2005-04-19 10:41 AM


Amnesia brings the chess board
Like a material riddle in suite
Animated life art, sways and bends
Comfortable conditions….
Playing dominos with my manuscript
Mapping out point A to point B
Like a virus with social consequence
Distracting subliminal eyes, the demons
Choking my walk home, giving me a D+

It was
Slipping past all those boarders
Of society and mind set
Original versions, wanting to die
Called 911, after conceding defeat
Killing me softly, would have been an understatement
Yet, I lived to write about it….

I was furnished with a book?
That grabbed my hand and shook
Like an ol friend waiting for hours, days, weeks
Turning to me in various proportions
Another beer or two bought us just a little closer
Then I’d ever believed….

I didn’t want to play, I didn’t understand
Never did, that’s the truth
I’ve been in solitude, since the day I was born
Not knowing any influential patrons
Just wanted a happy ending story
Without cross walks or rhombus

The parked cars were speeding
To a place only Pandora knew
Nanotechnological cities
Painted on a canvas of
Perhaps some dreaming Gods
Expecting a bureaucracy of genius
Then poof…Michelangelo, there he was…
Chiseling my personal Sistine Chapel…
One wrong stroke could break a finger
Or worse, my entire future….

Working with the ministry of transportation
That kind of out of body experience
Which people do, but don’t believe in
Gifts a prolific best loved self portrait
The accomplishment is gripping
A surprising true humble experience
Flying above any decent examination
Surrounded by members of St. Peter’s.

I’ve seen him often since
Oh the magnificence of the wilderness
He always knew I loved adventure
That mortal fear would linger
Despite land claims and an all expense paid trip
To a place that simply could not be owned
But lived…
I tend to take for granted the most prolific 56 years of my life
The ones bought n’ sold
The commissions were inevitable
Hindsight irresponsible
But...oh my God! The creative energy
Shipped from sea to shining sea
And then some!

Thank you! For Life, for Love! For Everything


© Copyright 2005 Lee J. - All Rights Reserved
Martie
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1 posted 2005-04-19 03:01 PM


LeeJ

"But...oh my God! The creative energy
Shipped from sea to shining sea
And then some!"

That's just how I feel after reading one of your amazing poems!  


Gentle Spirit
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since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989

2 posted 2005-04-19 03:12 PM


Thank you! For Life, for Love! For Everything
those words, say so vey much...
indeed.....thank you is appropriate...

I really want to care,
I want to feel something,
let me dig a little deeper
nah, still nothing~
my give a DAMN is busted. Jodee

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200
Between the Lines
3 posted 2005-04-19 03:57 PM


Lee, enjoyed the trip throughout your words~~~ coming upon that 56 myself this year...can't say all has been worthwhile but I guess it all makes me "me".

M

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
4 posted 2005-04-21 05:32 PM


Lovely...a beautiful flow of thoughts...James
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