Black photograph
Naked eye in flight
I'm by the river's mouth
Where they drowned us shut
My life in shadows
I won't have it any other way
The will of sunspots
The chase between night and day
Black photograph
Evil eye against my plight
I'll be myself
See it with your own eyes
Moon shaped scars
And the blade that made them so
Tincture of blood in fear
Of prolonging your sacrifice
Rife with shadows
The edge of a corner
A salute to your deference
Piercing away the tension
Bleak is my bonfire
I'll wait for sundown
Weak is my conscience
Awaiting deliverance
The rose
The red
Apologies inferred.
God, earn a place in our hearts
As we feeble being
Sighting us, we strive for grafts
Save our day of rising
Love each day, is his way
Share thoughts, set time to pray.
Try to grasp facts each day
save us from spates
god, earn a place.
Written: February 04, 2022
Use Aperture to Capture Rapture
must use aperture
to collectively capture
segment of rapture
Jim Horn
Do you dare see
What yet may be?
Words from lost thought
Can fix odd lot
Do you want more
From unseen core?
Thought inspires deed
In want and need
Feed with due speed
The cause you bleed
Know how gain grows
In easy flow
Yet let things be
Just as you see
Cheer mellows act
To splice odd tact
So thus we know
A timeless show
Leon Enriquez
01 April 2020
Singapore
Focus well and see
A deeper mystery
Dreamer in a daze
Watch odd fancy craft craze
Delight in good flow
That is all you should know
Dance upon the way
To a happy new day
Joy comes in your ease
Look to love for true peace
Rest on that grand proof
Thus you will know the truth
All in time must die
So live your happy highs
So live well your times
Word your rhymes through all chimes
See beyond the lies
Watch your soul forge bold ties
Death is but end play
That shows a better way
Come around these grounds
See how grand sounds are found
Leon Enriquez
03 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Do I see what I see?
Or can the truth find me?
I sit here with fond cites,
Loiter and linger writes.
Do I know what I know?
Or can my tale now show?
Verse lines ooze as words rhyme,
Random and fragrant chimes.
Do I feel what I feel?
Or can my touching heal?
Dreamy dreamer dreams deep,
Sultry screamer streams sleep.
Do I think what I think?
Or can my thinking link?
Choice of poise finds voice verge,
Watch how stanzas emerge.
Do I sense what I sense?
Or can my touch move tense?
See through aperture clear,
Sparkle quest brined with cheer.
Leon Enriquez
05 October 2017
Singapore
When you look
Do you see?
Browse odd book
Script tale free.
When you walk
Do you know?
Groom self-talk
To fund flow.
When you dance
Do you feel?
Take a chance
Just to heal.
When you sigh
Do you jest?
In prompt high
Seize fond fest.
Leon Enriquez
21 March 2017
Singapore
Aperture in thy face
Why thou deprive life with vocal sounds?
Although rescue with your voice
Through thee we taken substance to maintain life and growth,
both spices of sweetness and bitterness
Distinctive in every living without you *****sapiens are
incomplete
Thou giveth man different voice but the same structure
Emit communication of sounds
Your creator is awesome
Through thee we utter our mind
Why thou generate smelling saliva and also defective odour
when we don't clean you?
Aperture in thy face
Well your saliva helps in digesting our food
Agent of biting, chewing and vocal organ
Origin of truth and lie
Why can't you give us a different voice for truth and lie?
There where soft voice come from, that where hard voice also
come
You show one the sign of tiredness and feel sleepy when we
yawn
Sometimes you look dirty when you allow the substances we
taken eject through thee
You incarnate of teeth, tongue and lips
How am I going to look without you
Focus and see
A brave new world
Corruption taints
Delight and be
A light that shines
Persuasion claims
Abstain and know
A glow that sparks
Pain primes pleasure
Align and feel
A sign that stays
Pulse point treasure
Reveal and start
A tale of peace
Live love's laughter
Leon Enriquez
12 September 2014
Singapore
Overcome with fear when I saw the aperture
It was a Philips a well known brand that is good
Right in front it said it is a laser_now insecure
Does that mean it cuts with that bright light on its hood
No it was fear of those chemicals that set mood
as I am driving sideways down a slippery mine field
you sink your warped teeth into words
that sound like the cawing of dead ideas
from the aperture of a fresh
flute hole
hitting octaves of neon and concrete
I want to buy because I have nothing
to sell
leaving the soul to the side-lay-away-creation
as an afterthought
witnessing the new crust form around
the lips of tired old platitudes
the shock sets in
the realization makes for embarrassing dark
silhouettes around the groin region
I am moving through the words that compel
me to buy/be/show/expound
who the person inside the pupa is...
the gods have had their time
the vampires had their time
the religious zealots have had too much time
and time is precious here
when we're talking about the state of things
maybe there are too many drunks
thugs
drugs
mugs
slugs
blogs
and bugs
to differentiate
between who is helping and
who is helping themselves to another
full platter
... should the buffet line become a chaotic mess
and the chicken-fried steak fly
about in the manerisms of ufo's
grab the shield of apathy
and run like the dead with somewhere to go
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