Best Garde Poems

THE AVANTE-GARDE OF VELLUM AND INK 

The avante-garde of vellum and ink, like Cupid’s bow and arrow,
Carte blanche to choose the muse we love - imagination’s marrow.

Bullseye of introspection, a deep inkwell — my bona fide intention.
The juxtaposition — a cacophony of the archer’s winepress...

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 melting snowball 

Fall-out started with the spring-break competition;
Errors were made as team effort slid downhill.
Then when name-calling sparked a partition,
esprit-de-corps broke to a stand-still.

“Butterfingers!” the dig of choice,
sabers, rifles drop in flight.
“Cretin!” answers a voice,
winter guard backbite.

“Bozo, Clod, Clown”
teenage jeers, 
meltdown - 
tears.



written March...

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Inspired by a new contest
that has recently appeared
in The Soup.


It seems the gauntlet, (has been thrown down)
A line drawn in the sand
A challenge made to see "What's What"
To those who'll fall or stand
And strips away the accolades 
Of poems that are bland

No more X's, no...

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rapier in hand
satisfaction demanded~
franks roast over fire...

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Someone new resides inside of me…
Someone confident, bold with humility replacing envy…
Someone who gives gratitude first, forever quenched from greed’s thirst…
Someone who has embraced their inner goddess…
Someone capable to mirror this amidst the outer realm bringing forth a mate of the soul…

To anoint the goddess...

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Ask for insight,
Visual impart;
Attend clear light,
Note avant-garde;
Trust weird vision,
Glimpse twist and turn;
Aim sets traction,
Reap inner churn;
Dance with frolic,
Enter quaint style;
Sense weird logic,
Tend a child wild;
Address ***** proof,
Yield surreal truth.



Leon Enriquez
25 August 2014
Singapore...

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zip zap
what is that?
flish flash
we're fighting for cash
wing wang
this is a mighty tang-o
cling clang
the fire bird sang
and this is the battle for out lives
all i wanted was to forget you
i just wanted to be free
no, you have to be differnt
you had to hurt me
so now...

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Artist
Play with colors on canvas, impressionist, naturalist and poetry connoisseur
I have two daughters, a brother and a sister
I love archaic rocks, pristine nature, and butterfly flutter
I feel content with small things, grateful for help, and divine pleasure
I fear to find me in dark, to lose...

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Your avant-garde home fills a crucial niche
   ensures the perpetuation of outrageous kitsch

The painting on the wall entitled 'Insemination'
   keeps this admirer on the brink of regurgitation

That chlorophyll-fish oil drink your butler foisted on me
   helps me every fifteen...

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She governs my heart...
she rescued my once
weary soul...

...found abandoned
on a derelict ledge...

...many years ago...

...a bereft soul of a time past 
stolen innocence...

...of a soul near death...

...held together by one
distant promise...

...one dormant wish...

she reached in with her
courage found one lone
tear of love...

...her soul had not forgotten...

...not...

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There in the ghetto,
rising with the pain,
it is as if the one deprived of consciousness—
targeted by ignorance, ego at the helm,
was born to anger—
there, where raw emotion rules,
there the roots are suddenly exposed,
the unctuous light prevails, sardonic
in contempt of an intruding day.

The night is queen,
her...

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AVANT GARDE
contemporary  implications
delicate
exquisite & appropriate
a startling
      formality

  habitual
accepted
  simultaneous&
hectic
   aspects
freely
  integrated
 evident not  posed
  loose bland
austere &  severe
monumental
  versatile
     indisputable
 impatient&
absolute

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma...

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Soaked up the atmosphere of Montmartre
Found café enjoyed French citron tart
Double shot of coffee went down so well
Then I heard the Sacré-Coeur bell.

With hand on my heart, I honestly say
The shades of the past forever hold sway
There's something unique about Montmartre
Air so different totally avant-garde.

Picasso,...

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Our Daily Bread
David J Walker


Give us this Day
	Our daily bread

As the garden grows in rows of 
Mimicked articulation 

	I stand
	Shovel in hand 

The morning's supplication 
Interrupted by the rising sun

The morning song sung 
        by the 

Turtle dove...

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Advancing the soul,
metaphysical orc, promote
original thinking, 
experience all, I need sleep. 




https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgZCmCJJoCVwq2M3GH8VzLQ...

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