Best Jazz Up Poems
Silence occupied the room for so long
No signs of a visitor to step on coming
Trying to entertain himself in craving
Of bygones and the future just like a throng
Shebang of party for a corporation
Another shanty is built for the hapless and poor
To prance inside malls to buy gifts and liquors
Some lull their little ones and enjoy the sound of the nearby occasion
Where some folks went house to house to go caroling
Street children do their own charm to get the pay of their talents
As the street, they considered as their home from abandonment
A strain to other’s eyes but to God’s eyes they are for caring
Some are excited to receive new things from exchange gifts
While others, jazz up old belongings to make it look like new
A mother holding her baby in her arms was cooing softly while lying askew
In the muteness of the night, both fallen asleep and had gone adrift
Into a socialite community a lavish buffet, at which guests help themselves
In the remote area's scarcity of food, at which family members do share equally
With their flickering gas lamp, spend the night hanging around the house lackadaisically
While others are enjoying the spectacle of the brightness of Christmas tree at twelve
The whole night of Christmas Eve was splendid to view
Alive and zest for a family with wealth
The whole night of Christmas Eve, that has dwelt
For the poor is a house frame suffused with a cold dew
A portrait of the Holy Family on the first Christmas Eve
Within that stable, baby Jesus was lying in a manger
A message of love, joy, and peace be extended to every stranger
On Christmas Eve, Jesus will visit every home and this is to believe
Posted in Voicesnet.com
23 December 2009
* the story of Antogo, was written in 1898, by a less famous author
by the name of Altourgum or Aultourgium, the Novus, said to have
been born to a female stripper in Sweden. He was the son of a
defected confederacy soldier who defected to Sweden during the American
Civil war. He left America, with the money they found in towns they invaded.
He left America with his ***** companion, who bore eight children. He founded the Swedish press company in 1890, later it bought the Swedish vanilla company, and began importing sugar from the America's, were he was considered a moneygrabber, but the British banker Noble Gifstan said the monies Aultourgium had seized was unlisted and could not have been given to those who had earned it, making his companies legitimate and valuable. After buying the Dutch Company Pyzo Pappy, he changed the name to the Dutch Sugar and
Vanilla Comp[any. They made a fortune selling products from the America's, he also began touring the European theater scene, were, he held auditions for musicians , actors and writers, who travel together on trains and ships, to do plays in area's were theater was profitable.
In 1934, the Daughters of Altourgium, found play's and songs from the era of the American Civil war, they had musicians to jazz-up the music and created a new modern sound to sing the sounds to, the used an orchestra and opera singer to sing the songs while the actors performed.
"Christmas Magic"
Christmas scent hovers in the air
Holly’s dangling off gates and stairways
Raspberry pie sizzling at the oven glare
Icicles jazz up the hues of heaven rays
Santa ‘s climbing up chimneys with a grin
Tucking kids’ dream with Noel fantasy
Mary is giving birth to redeem human’s sin
Amazing grace breaking down grey apathy
Silver tree branches smiling at the crowd
Marveled at the sight of the dancing flakes
Attached their hands, falling off the cloud
Gracefully landing on the frozen lakes
I am in love with Christmas ancient magic
Cuddling up by fire, tasting memory nostalgic
December 14, 2015
Some teachers once used stickers
To reward a super grade.
Originally, star-shaped ones
Were all the ones they made.
My grandson's potty-training, too,
Involved those stick-on stars,
Which also were exchangeable
For varied Hot Wheels cars.
His younger sister somehow
Got her hands on quite a few.
Despite her age, she right away
Knew just what she should do.
So now I'm finding, on her chair,
The cabinets, the floor,
A galaxy of shining stars
To jazz up the decor.
Come to know proof,
Reach deeper still,
Allow the truth,
Zoom on goodwill,
Young is the sight.
Dream can come true,
Align with light,
Zeal flows from you,
Yes do the dance.
Jazz up your fest,
Ask for and chance,
Zest funds sure quest,
Zoom in or out,
Your humour shouts.
Leon Enriquez
21 November 2014
Singapore
They danced as if they were the only ones at the outdoor concert.
They were challenging others to join them.
There were chuckles in the background as they "jived" up a storm.
But there were also cheers of "way to go" from other onlookers as they
watched in amazement as these seniors let loose and did their own thing.
It makes you wonder, what is so surprising about embracing life
as we get older rather than let it slip by.
Let's learn from the senior couple who frolicked in the park.
Jazz up your life.
Try a new dance.
[MARISHKA]
Lights, go, down.
Blood, goes, 'round.
Lets, get, started.
Lets, jazz up.
The lights go down and the moon goes up
We're getting closer, to the top.
What shall we do when the lights go out?
Let's give 'em something, to talk about.
The sound of screams in the air
It comes from everyone, everywhere.
But don't you worry, please don't cry
We're jazzing up to die.
[CORPSES]
Oh, oh, oohh-------
Oh, oh, oohh-------
[MARISHKA and CORPSES]
Oh, oh, oohh------
Oh, oh, oohh------
Jazz up to die
Its gonna happen tonight
Hide your children, pray for your lives
'Cuz we're...jazzing...up...to...die!
Aim for your goal, aim for your poise;
Be who you are, be of fond glow;
Charm speaks of soul, charm wears sure voice.
Do weave your thoughts, do word your song;
Etch dear fine star, etch style you know;
Feel surge of plot, feel work made strong.
Give joy full range, give play a chance;
Heed waves that please, heed touch that stays;
Image crafts strange, image signs dance.
Jazz up your zest, jazz up your flings;
Keep up with ease, keep up with play;
Live well your best, live what love brings.
Meet all you face, meet all you touch;
Note how you feel, note what you think;
Opt for clear trace, opt for cheer's nudge.
Peace comes to steer, peace speaks of grace;
Quest lines and heals, quest fits new links;
Reap waves of cheer, reap sense of space.
Sense a new world, sense a grand calm;
Trust heart to know, trust mind to learn;
Urge serves a twirl, urge spreads a balm.
Vouch for each day, vouch for sure stay;
Wisdom funds flow, wisdom now yearns;
eXcite fond say, eXcite free play;
Zeal ever glows, zeal ever earns.
Leon Enriquez
21 Mar 2014
Singapore
Meet my story through joy and grief,
Glimpse now clearly that sparkle brief.
To each a path to journey far,
Bear smooth and rough and live on par.
Dare then to be your dream come true,
For what you see you live on cue.
Be brave and bold and dare clear dream,
See love unfold with poise you stream.
Take the high road with zest and fest,
Jazz up your load as love funds quest.
Own the story with tale you tell,
Sync fine beauty and cast your spell.
Now and here know the way shows up,
Let truth find flow in your own cup.
In brisk strokes clear the years fly by,
Lavish fond cheer moves lows and highs.
Stretch my story sheer lines of oomph,
Purge all worry and let jazz zoom.
Leon Enriquez
17 January 2017
Singapore
Play follows play in fits of joy;
I feel the surge of precious waves;
Charm fronts the day in fine employ;
Trust frames each urge in antics brave;
Use abstract art to help you see;
Reach deeper still to sense surreal;
Embark sure heart and claim beauty;
Speak bold goodwill and make things real;
Quickly now seize the moments here;
Unlock the chance to light a spark;
Exploit fond gist to sparkle cheer.
Jazz up and dance to blaze fine mark;
Open to truth that ever shows;
Yes see clear proof in healthy flow.
Leon Enriquez
02 June 2014
Singapore
Zebras and tigers and lemurs’ long tails
Have stripes both distinctive and cool,
As well as some convicts in old-fashioned jails
Who wear black and white stripes as a rule.
The American flag and a barbershop pole
Both have candy-candy stripes white and red,
While some p.j.’s and blankets and sheets have the goal
To add stripes that will jazz up your bed.
Lots of clothing is striped – shirts and sweaters and socks
In all colors, both vibrant and plain,
For in nature or otherwise, stripiness rocks –
Sporting some, much attention you’ll gain.
Here for a while,
Jazz up fine touch;
Joy in sure style
Moves love as such.
Glimpse how cheer grows,
Hope sculpts sure feel;
Faith seeds fond glow,
Fine grace now heals.
Wise words now fest
With happy moods,
Watch how pure zest
Mellows fine good.
Leon Enriquez
17 October 2017
Singapore
Years ago, in Holland,
In a cool, eclectic store,
I bought a set of clothespins
To jazz up my home décor.
Of brightly colored wood
And smaller than the average size,
I pictured them with photos
Hanging like a sweet surprise.
My plan did fizzle like
The best-laid ones of mice and men.
I tucked those clothespins where
I haven’t seen them since back then.
Until I started washing
All my laundry in the sink
And hung a make-shift clothesline
Using – well, what do you think?
My cheerful little clothespins,
Which have waited all this time
To be used as they were meant to
And immortalized in rhyme.
Wear a sweet smile
Joy fits your style
Learn how to laugh
Live happy stuff
Sense heavy frown
Think of a clown
Laughter fits face
Feel touch of grace
Work a fine wit
Let pun now fit
Laugh with sure zest
Jazz up your fest
Learn to hurl jest
Wit loves the best
Glow with deep style
Live a sure smile
Happy knows how
Wonder lives now
Fashion good cheer
Live laughter here
Let sad be brief
Let joy purge grief
Laugh loud and clear
Live without fear
Joy knows happy
Laugh, be merry
Cheer feels sure joy
Watch joy employ
Laugh more and see
Truth funds beauty
Leon Enriquez
06 June 2015
Singapore
Strange odd fit
Jazz up wit
Some lost strain
Frame new grain
A new page
Words work age
Fit odd wit
Paint stray bits
Spice new gain
Purge old pain
Brand new year
Purge each fear
Notes to me
Start fresh see
Leon Enriquez
29 December 2017
Singapore