Best Downturn Poems
Trills tumble through an air long silenced
warbled melodies enlighten the palate
whistles delight but fly off to the thistle
freighted by the frigid speak
amongst the downturn of the day
where blue skies lost their way
Memories of warm caresses
sing along in forgotten dreams
eclipsed heat of destiny
dealt away behind a curtain
draping naked rays of beauty
relegated to shroud in faded grey
Faint knocks of glory soon heard
where smiles seep in secret
gone but not forgotten
under blankets of hope
a moon struck douse of patience
left to awaken another day
A moment in time, frozen in my mind
Vision of beauty,
an angel in my eye
Sunshine sparkling down
Brightening up my cloudy days
Life was on the downturn
spiraling
lost...
out of control
Nights of loneliness. days of false smiles
A few choice words,
consoling my cries
Those killer smiles you gave
Those deep caramelized eyes,
giving solace to my broken heart
Taking my hand,
you lead me from the deep,
into the light.
Upon the next shooting star
To you, I devote my heart.
Come now, Spring! You’re such a fickle young thing!
On the wings of newborn feathers, your wiles
up and downturn winds to sudden cold flings
tripping warming skins to tremble a while…
Next come your silken color-filled fancies!
Eyes beckoned, step out to be near such charms…
Yens still, as you march as perfumed dandy,
masking musky breath, that breezes sneezed harm…
And when April comes along, your eye gleams!
Enchantment grows, then fades to slushy mush….
Becoming crystals, shatter in your steam
Oh how she weeps, for diamonds rained to slush!
Rivers gush your youth’s enthusiasm ~
Now, may you calm, ere you deepen chasms ~
(2/7/23)
Not party, but character defines a president
popularity fades quickly
achievements reign longer
Presidents Eisenhower to Reagan
succession of seven World War II veterans
George H.W. Bush the last
Men of service earned respect
brought dignity to the office
true leaders
Family man without scandal
even-tempered fisherman
like Apostles Peter, Andrew, James and John
Clean Air Act
Americans with Disabilities Act
Bush saw as his greatest accomplishments
Approval rating of 91 percent
after winning Desert Storm
admiration proved fleeting
Americans “read his lips”
felt betrayed when taxes were raised
president side-swiped by economic downturn
From Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar,”
“The evil that men do lives on;
the good is oft interred with their bones
so let it be with Caesar…”
so not let it be with George H.W. Bush
remember him kindly
as I always will
*Not for a contest
Swaths of purple ripple, breeze blown,
down the hillside to the water's edge
as the early morning sunlight splatters
her span with scattered diamonds.
Majestic, as old as the granite outcrops
surrounding her, she shimmers,
'til the weather takes a downturn.
Afternoon thunder and heavy gusts
whip her to a frenzy, as the mountain
goats and hikers hurry to take shelter,
her complexion now grim and forbidding.
The storms disintegrate, the evening sky
turns red and gold, and peace resumes its reign.
This princess, both petulant and calm,
assumes a sheen like polished glass,
a stillness, a silence, in absolute darkness,
just waiting for sunrise to sparkle again.
Park bench encounter
Old man staring;
Faraway look
~~~~~~~~~
Financial district
Business downturn;
By this fringe
~~~~~~~~~
Stormy evening
Rain flows like oil;
Lightning dazzles
~~~~~~~~~
Lift landing
Blank faces congregate;
Alone together
~~~~~~~~~
Wind on my face
Rushing home;
Rain water wets
~~~~~~~~~
Somnolent interlude
Cricket musical;
Deep dark night
~~~~~~~~~
One by one
Bougainvilleas wither;
Floral carpet
~~~~~~~~~
Pre-war terrace house
Old time architecture;
Four bougainvillea pots
~~~~~~~~~
Bus stop crowd
Two others plus me;
A long wait
~~~~~~~~~
Chinese barbecue pit
Chinese roast meat shop;
Long customer queue
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Unique antiques
Old proprietor smiles;
Curious shop sign
~~~~~~~~~
Fashion parade
Glamour girls waltz;
Runway postures
~~~~~~~~~
Beer and buzz
Evening outing;
Boozy conversations
~~~~~~~~~
Parkway passage
Playground gossip;
Maids chatter
~~~~~~~~~
Hymn of morning
Birdsong choral;
Lost in translation
~~~~~~~~~
Huge ancient tree
Witness to change;
Silent sentinel
~~~~~~~~~
Humid overtures
Sun without wind;
Temperature runs riot
~~~~~~~~~
Chit-chat moment
Old lady neighbour;
Market trip
~~~~~~~~~
Weary legs struggle
Heavy load in tow;
Footsteps homeward
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
24 June 2016
Singapore
When I go outside and see the homeless, I see one thing,
There are no homeless Hispanics and yet,
There is a Hispanic Panic amongst those who are paranoid
From the abuelitas selling taquitos to artists hawking cartoon portraits, street vendors were hustling long before the pandemic. But they are being forced to adjust even more due to the downturn caused by COVID-19.
Mexican merchants are struggling to keep their
Food Truck small businesses, LA Street Vendor’s, are not pan-handlers
For goodness’ sake, buy KEEP-SAKES!
In an era where more of our workforce is in the informal economy with zero protections and safety nets for emergencies
LA Street Vendor Campaign demonstrates how local solutions
can scale up and reach thousands of precarious workers
across Los Angeles and beyond.
Rain washing wet
Exit humid heat;
Bamboo pines sway
~~~~~~~~~
Weary estate
Rustic and ancient;
Old people pace
~~~~~~~~~
Orchid stalks
Crystal flower vase;
Beauty adorns
~~~~~~~~~
Class reunion
Familiar faces;
Change intervenes
~~~~~~~~~
Old-time movie
Once upon then;
Romantic poise
~~~~~~~~~
Property market
Doldrums percolate;
Prices go south
~~~~~~~~~
Precious moments
Fragrance lingers;
Touchy feelings
~~~~~~~~~
Red light district
Pretty birds ply;
Ancient occupations
~~~~~~~~~
Evening descends
Abruptly dark;
Distant lights hurl
~~~~~~~~~
Fleeting surge
Momentum flips;
Emergent thoughts
~~~~~~~~~
By the wayside
Weathered old man;
Limping bravely
~~~~~~~~~
Haiku blossoms
Plain fragment;
Frozen experience
~~~~~~~~~
One by one
Passers-by stream;
Distant dream calls
~~~~~~~~~
Economic downturn
Job loss escalates;
Grizzly bear bites
~~~~~~~~~
Stray staccato
Morning birdsong;
Balcony solo
~~~~~~~~~
Seek then the way
Live well each day;
Be one with bliss
~~~~~~~~~
Cruise to nowhere
Sea breeze salty;
Modern distractions
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
30 April 2016
Singapore
For My Darling Sister, My Punky
My love for you now aches with an acute, piercing concern.
I feel your emotions shudder inside my own heart’s downturn.
Lean on me, let me absorb your aches as maternal will not break.
You are so precious to me, I would rather life's painful strikes
seek me than witness them blister you with their insistence.
Lean on me, let our combined hearts and smarts find answers.
Know without judgment, fear, or derision, I will lovingly listen
to your broken bits unfurl in plight's reveal of your soul's mission.
Lean on me, for I attended the same hellish multi-themed lessons.
The black night turns red
Wolves consume the gentle doves
Upon the hole of the cobra
The whole world in disarray
Male and female, he created them
In peace and love they dwell time –pass
Upon the light aperture of a poisonous snake
The waves dashed into boat
And became submerged
Downturn in event we see as
Males become females with feminine accessories
Females become males with masculine accessories
The whole world becomes blind
Dwelling under the vine of a mere snake
And under its fig tree
Death is a subject we don't discuss
and is pushed under the carpet, it is
not a rush. But when someone dies
what do we say, it's limited what
you can say at all.
It is a reality we will die one day,
we are not immune from this process
no way. Not what we would want to hear
today, on top the economic downturn
in the world.
The thought of death came to my mind
a great way to leave all life's troubles behind
Not that i'm taking my life way, just a fact
of life, that's here to stay.
I married in 1962 the biggest mistake of my entire life the marriage ended in 1973 I was now free to be me and never married again. But I have had my share of girlfriends and love affairs throughout the years but liked my bachelorhood too much to ever marry a next ex. I developed a thriving business out of my garage in 1983 creating a product no one ever thought could ever be made in the flooring industry. If you like check it out by going to google and put into the search engine Sealflex Ind. Inc. all the information is still there. The business lasted for 26 years with my corporate office in Costa Mesa, Ca. and manufacturing plant in Dallas, Texas along with a dozen employees. The business lasted for 26 years until the downturn of 2008 when so many businesses in the construction industry went south, stuff happens.
I had to move to Northern Calif. where the cost of living was better for me without hardly any income to speak of. When you’re busted, broke and down and out and feeling depressed you must find your way all over again never giving up. I used to live in Huntington Harbor, Ca. in the ocean harbor I had a wonderful boat with all the trimmings life was so good back then now that great life is just a memory for me. When your business is lost, no income you must do what you must do in order to survive and stay alive. Never in a million years did I ever think I would ever write a book let alone 12 eBooks that are published on Amazon Kindle and my website www.enjoyanebook.com all science fiction and ghost stories I started writing books in 2009 using my pen name of Darren James. I have also written 3 complete books of over 350 pages each they are also science fiction soon to be published by a major book publishing house. Although I have been writing my poetry since 1976 with well over 1,500 poems published and a number of my poems in hard back books over the years.
Life is good but oh so short, so many things on my bucket list I intend to accomplish sooner rather than later. I love to travel and have enjoyed going to Thailand three times so far and want to return, possibly living their three months of the year.
This is my story so far with many other adventures to accomplish.
Dennis Davis.
12)Coddle- Two fish enrapt in love.
13)Mustard- A diarrhea victim who can wait no longer.
14)Jam Session- A gathering of sweet-toothed weirdos with various jams and
jellies.
15)Coffee Table- An occasional table made of stale and hard coffee beans.
16)Condom- A very stupid prisoner.
17)Confederate- An inmate who nourishes his cellmate with food he sneaks
from the mess hall.
18)Condiment- A mint left on the pillow of Condolezza Rice's hotel room bed.
19)Metaphor- The reason you met her.
20)Meteor Shower- Cleaning meteors in your shower.
21)Osmosis- A female relative of the Osmond Brothers.
22)Gradute- A successfully educated studend ingested by a cannibal.
23)Grab Bag- A purse snatcher's job.
24)Wind Instrument- A guitar lifted and tossed in a hurricane.
25)Destitute- A broke prostitute.
26)Easygoing- Being tied in a wheelchair and pushed down the steepest street
in San Francisco.
27)Castrated- Judging who belongs in what pecking order in the movie cast.
28)Animosity- Dislike of mice.
29)Barn Dance- A group of barns dancing in a hurricane.
30)Carpeting- Gently stroking an automobile you love.
31)Chirk- A Cherokee idiot.
32)Coddle- Embracing your fish prior to frying.
33)Extraterrestials- Coming from another planet, or from Camden, New Jersey.
34)Hail Mary- A religious woman bombarded in a hail storm.
35)Hair Dresser- The absurd practice of putting dresses on one's head.
36)Homely- When poor ugly Lee is home.
37)Antacid- A psychological hallucinogenic drug favoered by hippy garden
insects.
38)Moron- An overdressed person of limited intelligence with far too much
cologne on.
39)Precession- The last days leading up to an economic downturn.
40)Martial Arts- Paintings done by Western town Sheriffs.
41)Spouse- A married rodent.
42)Consort- Dividing criminals by crime categories.
43)Debaunchery- When de bunch of us Brooklyn guys goes out on de town.
44)Drag Queen- When us guys from Brooklyn beat up and haul around
somebuddy from Queens.
45)Dragoon- Da dumb guy from Queens dat we got above.
The moon
is a bay leaf
folded among the trees.
It is not.
There is no time
to love one another, the days
smear like wet ink.
It is the time
of the wolf.
We must feed him.
It will be remember by folks like you and me,
as one of the most dismal failures in history.
It was created as a new division of the Ford Company.
This car became a disaster within the auto industry.
The years of production would amount to less than three.
Following successful sales of the Ford Thunderbird,
a luxury mid-sized car was the latest word.
It was named in honor of Henry Ford’s late son.
In the fall of 1957, manufacturing had begun.
Among the four models introduced was the Pacer.
The three other types were the Citation, Corsair, and Ranger.
They came as two and four-door hardtops, convertible, and wagon.
Disappointing sales would lead to Ford Motor’s chagrin.
More than one factor existed why the division would fail.
Changes and innovations appeared, but to no avail.
Many noted the downturn in the economy.
Others blamed it on poor marketing strategy.
The last of the Edsels rolled off the assembly line,
in late November of 1959.
Perhaps a valuable lesson in the fiasco was learned,
as a big chunk of the American auto industry was burned.