Calling over a blurry video,
As much emotion as static would allow,
Natheless I knew you missed me; your kiddo
I can see it in your eyes and wrinkles now.
Ever since I boarded the plane for distant lands,
Venturing zealously for a better life
Excitement eclipsed the price of my plans;
Repenting now I didn’t kiss goodbye.
Recalling sweat and all the pain endured,
Even as I build another life anew,
This house lacks warmth and I'm insecure-
Underneath it all I long for you.
Rooted to home only in the tongue I hold,
Now I'm counting the debt which I've long owed.
THEY ALL LAUGHED
An acrostic sonnet
They all laughed when I told them
How much I loved you.
Everyone said we were too young.
Yet, right from the start, I knew
At your age, they told me
Love is just in your head.
Later you will see we were right.
ater, we laughed at what they had said.
All these years have passed and still
Unwavering our love has been
Golden wedding bells ring out.
How we wish they could have seen.
Every day we are thankful we
Did not listen; you and me
22nd September 2022
Anniversary Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Sandra Kendrick
I roning clothes – I love that job. Oh, my gosh!
L aundering them first is another one
O f numerous chores that let me wash
V arious things. Wash this or that. How fun!
E ven pots and pans! I must say . . .
H ow much more pleasure can there even be?
O n my hands and knees most of the day
U sing so much zeal makes me feel so free.
S uch a good place to be in mind and soul.
E very day I search for things that I can dust.
W ithout things to wipe off, what might be my role?
O ven cleaning. What joy! Mopping – a must!
R are are nights that early to bed I go.
K eeping up chores, I sing Heigh Ho Heigh Ho!
Sept. 6, 2021
Acrostic sonnet for Message in an Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Acrostic Sonnet
Bright morning star that, in the frosty dawn enfurled,
Arrives like a fleeting herald of the sun,
Return, I beg, to your nocturnal world.
Return and let this silent hour run
Yet a while. Leave her in my arms to pause
Locked in this frozen twilit time.
Overturn all the temporal laws.
Vanquish therewith each clock and chime.
Eternity spent by my love’s side
Should seem like seconds racing on
Keen seconds, that pass with a marching stride
And leave me wondering where they’ve gone
Till nothing have I within my power
Except to hang upon this silent hour.
Bright morning star that, in the frosty dawn enfurled,
Arrives like a fleeting herald of the sun,
Return, I beg, to your nocturnal world.
Return and let this silent hour run
Yet a while. Leave her in my arms to pause
Locked in this frozen twilit time.
Overturn all the temporal laws.
Vanquish therewith each clock and chime.
Eternity spent by my love’s side
Should seem like seconds racing on
Keen seconds, that pass with a marching stride
And leave me wondering where they’ve gone
Till nothing have I within my power
Except to hang upon this silent hour.
© Barry Freeman – March 1998
Caught in the web, of maya illusions
Opaque veils of desire, dark delusion
Morbidity and joy, spinning around
Immersing attention, where fears abound
Nonchalant monk, as a silent witness
Gyrates to music, of kind lovingness
Blissful and quiet, as void in each storm
Alive and aglow, in joy currents warm
Cadence of love, brings the wayward back home
Kiss divine, caresses sensorium
Home at last, within the cave of our heart
Osmotic bliss ignition, therein starts
Meet and greet love, before it is too late
Embrace bliss right now, whilst we meditate
10-February-2021
(Acrostic Sonnet)
Written for: Coming back home poetry contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Look here, John, I did a thorough research
Inside, outside, up, down and all around
Facts, fables, hearsays and temple or church
Eager to know where mysteries abound
Stranger-than-fiction true and credible,
Mine and yours: life, death, God and the devil
Yet to grasp; to relate, impossible
Sages, prophets, saints – stringent or civil,
Torah or Bible, Koran or Gita
Eager to explain the meaning of soul
Rationalizing life's unique vista,
I believe life is beyond our control,
Easier it's to take life as it is
Sans all the mayhem and the mysteries.
Contest: Rhyming Acrostic sonnet - 10 Syllables/Line
Sponsor: John Hamilton
L- Life overflows with awesome mysteries;
I- I list a few of them that spellbind me.
F- For one, the hidden gift of Memories-
E- Etched deep within to find again and see.
S- So too, emotions that spring from my heart-
M- Meant to enhance the very way I live.
Y- Yes, best is Love which fills the deepest part;
S- So mystical this gift- I take and give.
T- To bind with love, another awe is Hope,
E- Enabling me to conquer special goals.
R- Restored with Faith that firms my will to cope-
I- I'm thankful for their unifying roles.
E- Epic is weaves of mind with heart, and soul;
S- Some of life's mysteries- that make me whole.
December 2, 2020
For The Contest, "Life's Mysteries"
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Form, Acrostic-Sonnet Hybrid
Lay down fear and lay down all gross desires
Infuse heart with the passion it deserves
Fuse head and heart setting body afire
Each moment alive with gusto and verve
Simplify life by resting lower mind
Mind not ebb and flow of the fickle tide
Yearning for God, just leave all else behind
Syncing with the pulse of love deep inside
Tune in to the throb of bliss beckoning
Each node within form feels the joy current
Root to crown, all chakras awakening
Ignited bliss, our native element
Electrified thus, our central funnel
Simple when it happens, Gods miracle
30-November-2020
(syllabic acrostic sonnet)
NEW RESOLUTIONS
(An Acrostic Sonnet)
New year resolutions,
Early every year,
Were usually forgotten by the Spring.
Really good intentions,
Even though well meant,
Seldom seemed the most important thing.
Other people do it
Long into the year.
Up until the end of New Year’s Eve.
They manage to stick to it,
I don’t possess the will.
Oh, what a tangled web I weave.
No, I know I’ll always break the things for sure.
So I don’t make resolutions any more.
2nd February 2020
Resolutions Contest
Sponsor - Matt Caliri
(Note: This is an acrostic sonnet.)
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Ask love to grace this lunar year:
Live bounty wise with peace of mind,
Urge health to trace grand fond good cheer;
Now springs surprise with wealth that binds,
Apt blossoms bloom in touch of spring;
Reap what you sow with soul put right.
Endow heart's room with affluent things,
Ample thoughts grow sheer fortune bright;
Reach and feel good in festive flair,
Thrill loving smiles now face to face;
Heap happy moods as beauty airs.
Dance dreamy style here with pure trace,
Opt for kind poise as wonder dwells,
Glimpse dog's sheer voice in new year's spell!
Leon Enriquez
16 February 2018
CNY Day #1, Spring
Singapore
Ask apt applause to taste true tell,
Ply profound peep prompting pure prime;
Pique precious pause where worth words well,
Live lasting leap lines leeching lime;
Aim answers apt that thrilling taste,
Use unseen urge in inking ire;
Sense story sap work willing waste,
Each ends emerge free festive fire.
Prize play picks patch where works wander,
Live lasting lines that tell taut tale;
Effect each etch to thrill thunder,
Asking aligns subtle soft sale;
Seek sensuous spend willing words woo,
Entice each end delight dares do.
Leon Enriquez
21 June 2016
Singapore
(Note: This poem is an Acrostic Sonnet with Alliteration.)
Sweet summer comes in June and I will be
Underneath the sun, for I’m awaiting
Midsummer dreams and my own chance to see
Magical small beings out creating
Enchantment at the setting of the sun!
Radiance can catch a wee fairy’s eye
So stones in a circle could attract one.
Objects shiny too might make one less shy!
Longer is this day, so before the night,
Sugared fruits I’ll put out too, then await
The fairies and stay awake till daylight
In case one comes. Oh, wouldn’t that be great!
Come dawn, I’ll watch sun climb high and higher
Eastward, and there I'll see the sky catch fire.
An acrostic sonnet, written June 1, 2016
An Acrostic Sonnet inspired by United Colours Yellow Poetry Contest of Silent One:
Orange, which is not such a favored hue,
Rarely decorates hills, streams or plains.
Does orange matter? Well, in road work lanes,
It paints the bright cones guiding cars on through!
Not very much else does that color do!
As a terrorist alert, it’s made gains.
Really bright, it highlights, but makes bad stains.
Yet I love Cheetos, which are orange too!
Ordinary yes, but it's the new black!
Red and yellow birthed it; that‘s quite grand.
Autumn and Halloween gives it glory days.
Not to mention also this: we can’t lack
Getting its one vitamin named C, and
Evenings are best when it sets skies ablaze!
All he knew was the moonlight shined brightly
Leading him into the woods all alone.
Zipping his blue jacket he wore nightly,
He carried his cane, with each step he groaned.
Ever so slowly he wandered away;
In his heart was a song from his childhood.
Memories and laughter would soon decay
Eager he rushed to the thick of the woods.
Rainfall muddied the old shoes on his feet,
Stopped him cold at first, he turned to look back.
Imprisoned in his mind he took a seat,
Grabbed his chest hearing a thundery crack
Now his loved ones discover him at last
Showing him the way home no question asked.
SONNET FORM #3 Acrostic Sonnet
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