Best Amuse Poems
When no one else is around
I AMUSE MYSELF while sitting down
And bring myself tons of joy when I pretend to be
A stand-up comedian amusing all my friends.
I amuse myself then.
Nothing else to do while sitting in the pews.
I might as well count my blessings, and
AMUSE myself while confessing.
When I'm sleeping I amuse
Myself with my nightmares as I'M screaming
Frighteningly amusing me.
I amuse myself with fun and jokes GALES of
Laughter thereafter. FUNNY patrols the halls
Of speckled jest. HA! I amuse myself at my
Own request.
When muscles are weak from laughters cause
I amuse myself with my APPLAUSE.
I create a funny story recite it to myself
And listen to my own glee.
I amuse myself with peals of SPASTIC
HILARITY. With tricks and folly it's all the
Same. I amuse myself with silly games
At the end of the day I'm amused by the moon
As it sits beneath its HALO laughing quietly
At me
HILARIOUSLY amusing me.
Categories:
amuse, funny, hilarious, moon, muse,
Form:
Villanelle
One by one
They come and go;
Bus-stop blues
On the way out,
Smile as you go;
Embrace forgetfulness
Surge of passion
No need to feel;
Go with the flow
Bedtime stories
We swop tales;
Laugh stomach cramps
Basketball court,
Two sides stalking;
Win-win losing
Cable TV
So much to see;
Time fritters away
Hypermart queue
Long as usual;
Impatient sighs
I see you,
You see me;
No need to talk
Roadside beggar
Asks politely:
Please help me
Alleyway music
Lone troubadour;
Straining guitar chords
By and by,
How and when;
Nobody stops
Leon Enriquez
29 Mar 2014
Singapore
Categories:
amuse, conflict,
Form:
Haiku
we may have the blues
should stop then we will amuse
choose the proper shoes
read news page by page
when my bright mind may engage
could see cat in cage
constant covenant
good looks appeared prevalent
where ever she went
there had been much trash
we could see in Calabash
things may cost much and cash
saw pretty Persian
scattered in a dispersion
while on an excursion
had been escorted
became badly distorted
will be deported
Categories:
amuse, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Haiku
Amuse... In a world of splendor, I want to share thoughts.
To capture others with a creative voice
To embrace emotions as a writing tool
To ruminate another’s introspection
I am just a muse.
I want to be your best friend.
I want to enable you to write again.
Within the universe, are beautiful landscapes to provide stories to contemplate.
Why not ponder romantically and write about the love you found in Greece.
Be your reason to fulfill your dreams.
I am just a muse.
Think please.
The multitude
In famine
Poverty stricken
Economic disparity
Just topics to theme
I am just a muse meditating ideas.
~Be My Reason Free Poetry Contest Entry~
~Entry Date: March 06, 2014~
~Motif: Muse~
Categories:
amuse, best friend, character, image,
Form:
Free verse
Big crowd gathering,
Street mime motions;
Silence speaks loud
By this bench,
Mall-side pavilion;
Busy feet greet
Shoppe sales,
Brisk human traffic;
Up sell more stuff
City mall heat,
Air-con breakdown;
Sweaty auras
Fauna and flora,
Wild flowers bloom;
Singing in the rain
Lovely lovebirds:
Octopus tentacles;
Shyness absconds
Morning psalm
Sparrow songbird;
Balcony recital
Window view slant
Bamboo pines sway;
Dancing in the breeze
Traffic jam horde
To conquer the world;
Financial district
Hospital visit,
Sick relative;
Laughter prescribes
Slow motion fumbles,
Ageing constellations;
Dementia flowering
Leon Enriquez
26 Mar 2014
Singapore
Categories:
amuse, feelings,
Form:
Haiku
A muse
Amuse
Amusing
Pathway route
Distant shores;
Deserted
Dawn spreads
Misty glow;
Drenching rain
Thunder grooms
Lightning streaks;
Sky canvas strokes
Grey canopy
Ominous clouds;
Gloom prevails
Early morning stroll,
Fond old couple;
Chinatown tour
Wet market stalls
Busy food bazaar;
Touting vendors
Weathered verse book,
Yellowing pages;
Old raptures speak
Train ride to somewhere,
Crowded air;
Lonely eyes dart
Leon Enriquez
23 Mar 2014
Singapore
Categories:
amuse, change,
Form:
Haiku
Dear Calliope, muse and faithful advisor,
and ancient goddess, a poet's treasure.
She guides my words, for hers are wiser
with perception far beyond all measure.
We paint images; a pen is our brush.
Crumbled pages lie all about in the den
where we huddle in thought, hour after hour.
She insists life shouldn't be lived in a rush
and smelling roses will heighten my Zen.
My muse is inspiring, lovely as a moonflower.
No vagabond muse, she's never wandered.
Nor a stargazer, scanning constellations.
I always praise her for time not squandered
and cannot blame her for my frustrations
when I become distracted in mid thought.
Asleep and drifting in the midnight sky,
she fills my head with rhapsodies in dreams.
Romantic notions whispered to my heart ~
Lines for a sonnet that would make lovers sigh
when it is decreed beneath pale moonbeams.
More journeys than I, has Calliope traveled.
Her metaphors are gifts offered to me
when I'm lost for words and a titch unraveled.
How grateful I am for such loyalty.
Without her guidance I'd surely fall short
of any rightful claim of poetic success.
Somewhat feisty, yet whimsically droll,
urging me to write a mirthful retort.
Skillfully she directs me with finesse,
this glorious muse living within my soul.
Categories:
amuse, muse,
Form:
Rhyme
Fairly good writing there, Mr. Rose:
In your words on the main post;
Your prose, being the host.
As I read them down, without a doubt;
I came to the comment area,
To give this shout.
Now, it's come down to this;
The comment I'm leaving you,
Does it exist!?
That both you and I will today:
Go down in our history;
Putting on a display.
You're the muse, you;
Write your prose down.
The main posting page:
A poem;
Your poetic's, I the Crown!
I, being candidly clever,
Thought up this comment play?
It is the muse in me to say,
In its humorous poetic display.
Dedicated: Darrell Rose
(A Muse, Father, Cross-Country Cyclist,
for the underprivileged)
(The moral rights of the author asserted)
Categories:
amuse, character, friendship, humorous, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme
Proud pirate flag, peacock, pumpernickel pie,
Perfumed prairie pinwheels, paper two-ply.
Happy hanging homebody having healthy hi.
Heaving hitting heartfelt Harry hopping high.
Ballooning blissful blossoms beaconing blue Babe,
Luxurious lumberjack licking lemonade.
Merry mashing marshmallows mysteriously made.
Fine frolicking French frankfurters fearful and afraid.
It is fun to throw some alliteration into a poem like this.
My brain is laughing at the silliness, it’s like a gentle kiss.
So when you think I have no more ideas, I am simply out.
Make a list of P words, or K words, and give a little shout.
Your ready muse will be happy that you are writing anything down.
It might not make any sense at first, but it will stop a little frown.
The thing is to keep the pen moving or the fingers across the keys.
Your muse so excited, when you make cute little poems like these.
Categories:
amuse, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Amuse Me
Take my babies and drown them in sin
Turn them into savages
Remove my soul with pliers
Walk me hand in hand to the alter
To my slaughter
Claim my house, car, wallet, friends and family too
Steal my heart but not my sons and daughters
Leave me one key to your heart or a reason for being
Lock me out of heaven for a start
Bring me dirty sex
Sodomize me with sardonic love
Chant names of others in the process
Give me your blessing with a demonic smile
Smother me in lies
Disease my brain
Sing love songs to my tomb
You were my muse
Amuse me
8/09/14 Dark - Poetry Contest
I’m not amused
Categories:
amuse, absence, abuse, bereavement, dark,
Form:
Free verse
Apply sure craft with passion bold,
Mind knows the feel of heart that seeds;
Urge mellows draft as thought unfolds,
Sense a firm will that sculpts wise creed:
Echo a voice that fashions poise.
Glimpses of wit now splurge fond say,
Reach for fine choice to purge mad noise;
Align deep fit as words fund pay,
Nurture deep stuff beyond mere things,
Dance finesse clear that strange and true.
Meet sure enough a joy that spring,
Use feelings dear for sparkling cues;
Sound spreads swift stay upon these shores,
Expect verse play to frame much more.
Leon Enrique
01 March 2016
Singapore
Categories:
amuse, beauty,
Form:
Sonnet
Down Under when one can not sleep
One busies one's self counting sheep
Snooze you lose
Ewes your muse
Aussie poets are now knee-deep
Categories:
amuse, word play,
Form:
Limerick
If you entered my contest called "Amuse Me With Your Rhyme, (A Man From Asia) contest, then know, I CANNOT judge it because it is on my old account and I don't have access to the contest.
Comment below with the name of your entry and I will judge them all this way.
And I know on Soup hosts are not suppose to know the name of the poets that entered, but lets face it, we all know what a crock that is....
leave the name of the poem in the comment section
Categories:
amuse, fun,
Form:
Blank verse
This world makes sense in vivid tense
When matters dense purge all pretense.
This earthly plain lives not in vain
For I see plain the waves of pain.
This timeless space where I feel grace
Touching my face with healing trace.
This karmic world serves but to swirl
What lessons twirl in a sure curl.
This is the way through night and day
Where cause can play what effect sways.
This harmony in all I see
Despite harsh sea of misery.
This is the peace that funds increase
In joy and ease where love writes lease.
This sanctuary within my soul
Seeds ecstasy of a sure whole.
This is grand use where truth lights fuse:
Amuse my muse where thoughts confuse.
Leon Enriquez
21 January 2015
Singapore
Categories:
amuse, beauty,
Form:
Couplet
They dwell in a far off dry wood,
Browse but on hardy grass no good,
Drink left o’er water in restraint,
Even then, poor deer do get slain.
Who can amuse men of mean mood?
______________________
Translation |19.10.2024|men, deer, please
Poet’s note: Sanskrit has thousands of verses of wisdom called Subhashhitam. Here it says: ever scared of men, deer dwell far off in the forest, browse on hardy grass, and drink water left over for them. Even then they are hunted down by men. Who can please, placate these ruthless men? The transliteration of the Sanskrit verse follows:
Vasanti aranyeshu, charanti doorvaah,
pibanti toyaan a-parigrahaani |
Tathaa api vadhyaa harinaa naraanaam,
kah lokam aaraadhayitum samarthah ||
Categories:
amuse, animal, men,
Form:
Limerick