Best Finesse Poems
Chandelier earrings dangling
Golden bangles jingling
Thick long raven hair
Twisted and pinned in swirls
With ornate gold embellishment
Luxuriously wrapped
In silk and brocade
Lavish lengths
Of rich flamboyant colors
Parading effortlessly
Their exotic saris
Swaying in graceful rhythm
Gliding by on air
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~NAMASTE~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on June 17, 2019 for contest YOUR CHOICE (10) IMAGIST STYLE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
She strikes me with the way she walks
Her head held high and shoulders straight
A rhythmic smoothness in her step
The swing of arms matching her gait.
You might assume that she could be
A model trained to catch the eye;
Instead, she lives the dream of dance
This joy to life she won’t deny!
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(Dedication: For Monterey Sirak who is the first poet
on PoetrySoup who made me feel welcome here. With
my fond gratitude.)
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Movement feels mellow with spontaneous joy;
Orbit of sure spheres in changing charades;
Night stars to follow the impulse that toys;
Trust lovely times here to style your parade.
Enter a new dawn with easy intent;
Remember to smile with grand demeanour;
Embrace this fine morn with loving content;
Yield to the lifestyle that affords true splendour.
Wise is the bold man who lives soul beauty;
Reap the sweet passion that yields to the light;
Ink and understand that truth speaks calmly;
Touch is firm action that follows foresight.
Endow each new write with discovery;
Sync your voice and cite subtly and clearly.
Leon Enriquez
25 Apr 2014
Singapore
(Note: This poem is an Acrostic Sonnet.)
Guinness Finesse
There’s an art to the pouring of Guinness
requiring a devilish finesse
twixt the foam and the ale
the rule cannot fail
never pour ‘til the first one is finished.
John G. Lawless
2/28/2015
As riverbank swivels
on deepened water floor
with ripples of fine air
its movement quivering…
like tidal sways, the route
a junction, long mile.
Finding restfulness
that cuddles heaved turns
to soak every wend
moist with finesse… she
glides in rhapsody.
Sea gracing hours
across bright lune,
her flesh of tones
imbues quiet.
Then to grant
nature's flow
sacred psalms
Gentle…
through soft
dips
©
by nette onclaud
especially for David William's True Diminishing Hexaverse
His drink the black beauty foaming and thick
toasting St Patrick until he gets sick
then off to the loo
he knows what to do
cuz ya can't teach an old dog a new trick
3/2/2021
I struggle for success
i do profess
is not what i possess
i fight for rights
that have no lights
when i ignite
my goals and dreams
in this stream
of never ending screams
is useless
when i unleash
My new noblesse
in a pool of peeress
fighting for control of her finesse
I am going to teach you a lesson
A lesson in finesse
What? Coming from me, it will be the first
But I'll give it to ya
First, don't answer a question with a question
That - I do that a lot
Think you do too
It's human nature
Where did you go today?
Why do you want to know?
Did you do that?
I wonder who did it
Now when it comes to problem solvers
Take it from me
I am the pro at it
First see where the problem is
And go straight to the source
Distinguish it
Put water on it
What? Yeah - cool - my friend
Douse yourself with some cold water
You'll get a clear head
Unless the problem is yourself
Then I cannot help you there
You'll handle it on your own
Thus you be
Another pointer - always point it out
Yeah - who doesn't want to know?
Tell the truth, my friend
You'll make some friends and a few enemies
You'll learn to talk plainly and truthfully
Which the bottom line is better for everyone
Who asks you anyway?
That's it
That's my lesson in finesses
Come join us tomorrow
As there will be a few chairs here
Waiting for you
Hear?
This verse offers such flowers,
gives them to us,
presents a vase of verse
so simply, yet with grace.
So simply, too, do we
receive them with that grace,
presented as they are
within this dainty vase.
Such a vase, with grace,
such flowers, with grace,
such a vase of verse
containing those flowers with finesse.
Why do we try so hard to create
verse for flowers and a vase
employing such a dainty voice
while we curse so much, oh yes, so much?
(Jul 2022)
mosquito messiah
follows feeds swallows
such needs create
much madness
(so squint & see
the imprint it's me)
with finesse lapping
up the mess flapping
wings for the sheer
hell of it
Acrostic dream
Watch happy stream
A mosaic rhyme
Watch collage chimes
A lyric trance
Watch feelings dance
A sonnet flash
Watch thoughts now dash
A pregnant ode
Watch deeper mode
A couplet dwells
Watch vibrant tell
A sensuous rhyme
Watch sexy times
A haiku deep
Watch fragment leap
A quatrain stretch
Watch mindful match
A rhyme now chimes
Watch moments mime
A poignant stay
Watch fond wordplay
Alliterate
Watch feel face fate
Leon Enriquez
20 September 2017
Singapore
Frame fragrant feel
Wear wealthy will
Lift lavish leap
Dance dazzle deep
Face floating fare
Wear wholesome ware
Words welcome writes
Cheer clever cites
Feel finesse frame
Glimpse gaudy game
Frustrate fluke fear
Castrate crude cheer
Void vicious vibes
Treat troubling tribe
Watch wonder work
Jest jostles jerk
Fond finesse frames
Note nature name
Glimpse gracious good
Meet mindful mood
Be beyond blame
Nurture nice name
Leon Enriquez
23 July 2018
Singapore
Quatrain #26:
FINESSE
Sculpt a fine feel in lines that glow,
Touch strain and will with truth that shows;
Craft warm appeal as wit moves rhymes,
Word thoughts that heal as finesse flows.
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Leon Enriquez
14 July 2015
Singapore
A snowstorm is coming.
A big pink malignant mass on the weather map.
People, panicking, hoarding booze and gas.
I've got my shovel and old northern muscle.
I'm more than up to the task.
My doe-eyed neighbor seems unconcerned.
She's dressed to the sequined max.
Risking life and limb for the lust of her man?
Taillights melting into a snow globe of Tiffany glass.
I do understand her.
I once did the same thing a lifetime ago.
Drove 25 miles in a rust bucket blizzard.
For the love of adventure and lust.
A pretty little thing waiting for me in her perfumed nest.
Risking life and limb for her warm pink finesse.
The memory far outliving the wintry blast.
I find myself in quite a precarious state.
Uncertain as to why I was so quick to acquiesce.
My heart flutters with excitement.
My body trembles inside with fear.
The thoughts race through my minds eye,
like an out of order stampede.
That of enlightened speech.
It is an unique ecstasy;
One of unsettled ease.
Set into motion, forced into play.
What was a seemingly nonchalant rendezvous,
sent me gallivanting forward.
A rather new and unfamiliar finesse.
It will surely be the beginning.
The beginning to the end.
The beginning to the end of yet another,
yet another fragmented moment.
A moment of eternity.
An eternity and all that it will ingest.
May 7, 2018