hunger craves its fill,
until too much makes you sick
the mind seeks advice
until over-full it spills
with space left for creation
Ample Ambrose amplified
Artistic expression until he died
Leaving a legacy of art works galore
All of them fresh, his parents swore
He did not sell one piece when he was alive
Last week his brilliant mother sold eighty-five
How are you so successful we asked her
Easy, she replied. I am a trained marketer.
Ambrose spent his life pursuing his love.
I bet he is enjoying this from above.
He was never one to sell his art.
They were his babies from the start.
I have had enough
Of being the example...
I think, though I lack tough,
I know I am quite ample.
none of the McCormicks knew which insect had made the crying sounds
odd since usually every McCormick is an expert about thirty-nine things
I know because my mother and her sixty-two sisters are all McCormicks
Some of the McCormicks do not bother to marry, cannot find ample fodder.
Is this ample enough? Cousin Lewt asked, dragging a McCormick home.
Isn’t he your cousin? Asked sixteen McCormicks. I sat quietly for once.
Wanting to see another beat down or put down at a McCormick reunion.
Daddy, who was a Stone gave me a wink; he was feeling smug too.
The Stone reunion is famous for brawls, fights, and police reports.
PS spoiler alert, the crying sounds were noises from a long-horned beetle.
Played on the accordion located between her front and back legs.
Even I with my magnificent imagination, cannot make this crap up.
Ample is the rising sun
That alights the furthest mountain –
A carmine drape upon every hill –
Exciting the birds to warble.
Ample, too, is the evening sun
That paints a nebulous curtain –
Quickly changing the palette until
Bringing the good day to shutter.
Silken whispers greet the blithe morning
damp mist spring tap on red oak door
joyful treat preempted faint dawning
Felicity a phase one can’t ignore
bright daffodil white and pink bloom
fragrant garden bouquet stuff of lore
Alyssum’s plump trailing mound may loom
where greyedging border might seem bare
ideal cluster wraparound March plume
Ever present awe inflames my stare
rampant green aroma gust blown sent
nearby rabbit chuckled in its lair
Ample rose bush color splash in lent
showcase of enduring floral sign
tints and tones that ruffle by assent
Snowdrop bells perennial align
sprout from moistened brown earth
on pebbled wall a green creeping vine
Embrace this heady seasonal birth
marvel at its blue spruce tapestry
exhale your élan vital of mirth
What in time's complex breath causes you to ask
Tacit monotony's spiral to complain so
When consciousness cuts it own wings to better bask
In the bright limelight and let the virgin girl go.
Harley's ghost sits in my catatonic hallway
Waving a banner crying out soon our defeat
But we know better, giving up is not our way
Across the white, Santa sits to his wafers eat.
Whilst that romantic building burns hope sadly dies
He with his favorite whip makes the reindeers cry
From across surging ocean the albatross flies
And little boy blue steals his auntie's apple pie!
As the flickering stars smile with ample delight.
The voices from Heaven cry out, no more not tonight.
Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet
Dec2nd, 1973
OLD NOTE- DELETED
NEW NOTE--
She smiled when her love entered her bedroom
His handsome face and boyish charm always did win
Soon he would be all hers, as her romantic groom
And they could each day live their pleasurable sin.
There was an ample container of orange carrot soup.
Filled to the brim, overflowing onto a warm floor.
It is tasty and delicious, with consistency of goop.
Said the excited Rabbit, who could live here forevermore.
On her unfortunate face,
Expanding with grace;
A tyrant of a pimple,
Looking to be simple…
But with cohorts, an ample,
Intending her young skin to rumple
And her peace crumple:
All- too- overshadowed her dimple.
Possessed a Sample More Than Ample
possessed a sample
discovered more than ample
that trump did trample
Jim Horn
Work wit well
Taste taut times
Tough times tell
Mood moves mime
Line by line
Take your time
Bad times brine
Due death rhymes
Apt aim asks
Watch sad show
Bright boom bust
Bad blood grows
So much pain
Cough now chokes
Sick breath stains
Dead air pokes
Seek a cure
Lost in pain
Fix heart pure
Blame hooks train
Bless and pray
Wise way comes
May bright days
Voice bold psalm
Set heart right
Bring warm touch
Meet minds bright
To brave much
In the end
Dare to meet
Each vile trend
With calm sweet
Leon Enriquez
30 March 2020
Singapore
Ample Sample of an Example
In my mind, thoughts made are ample,
Amount we did determine to be sample;
When measured,
Was treasured,
Of what had become an exact example.
Jim Horn
Dare sample
Love ample
Don't ramble
Live cheery
Love truly
Don't tell me
Poise discerns
Farms concerns
Don't force terms
Give freely
Gain truly
Don't spread lies
Leon Enriquez
01 September 2019
Singapore
The fork goes on the left.
The poor go on the streets.
And the plate is amply full
when the thankfulness conceits.
Poise writes well
Choice charms spell
Writes word cites
Site small bites
Spell works well
Dwell on tell
Grace funds face
Trace deep space
Crisp words tryst
Risk feels brisk
Balm soothes calm
Psalm sprays charm
Leon Enriquez
11 May 2019
Singapore
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