Brines Poems | Examples

Once we were Numb

Seasonal flows are flowing
in sequence to a seasonal
warmth
A satellite hoovers like
a distant cloud
in an atmosphere which is neither
might not support
or which has not been seen in many days
microbial species within the salty brines of
Jezero's Crater
talks of yesterdays
the only planet in the solar
system to be inhabited by
robots
facting and gathering
while scientist do there part
Parts per million
the itchy hands of
prospectors
found Hematite
to awaken the greed of man
the desire to extract and own
makes rocket maker say
yes we can
they consort and collaborate
to create a suitible
place to exsist
Mars the planet closet
in size
there might be large
Gold feilds

You Remember Oceans

You remember oceans
Filling your wet footprints
With foam and salty brines
The tracks you left upon
Seashell crusted shorelines

You remember oceans
As immense illusions
Irregular and curled
Cutting slanted cliffs from
The wild ends of the world

You remember oceans
Majestic and complete
Like your heart 
when whales dive
Under aqua castles
Where coral is alive

You remember oceans
In shifting turquoise green
Dawn gold to midnight blue
And, when tides are pulling
Oceans remember you

04/09/22

Dark Love

Sleeping cloud to the rising sun
Blue envelop of the pink sky
Calling you with opening eyes

Horizontal yolk drawing paths
The folks of birds flying away
Flute of the cowboy catching all

Flowery bed on the spaced mind
Monsoon rain splattering the brines
Without love bodies are unkind

Twilight roaming the dark fire
Hiss sounds alluring the passion
Moonlight guiding us to ancient

Silence there in antique desires
Breaths creating all breaths in care 


Chattogram © Mahtab Bangalee

Lines

Heed heart
Apt art 
Sign start


Blood brines
Love lines
Frame fine


Glimpse grip
Time trip
Sweet sip


Set sail
Fear fails
Taste trails


Words wet
Soft set
Blush bet


Hurl hope
Stage scope
Raw rope


Faith frees
Touch tees
Boom be


Love lifts
Grand gifts
Soul sifts


Calm craft
Dream draft
Rich raft




Leon Enriquez
23 June 2019
Singapore

Dream

Wit words fit
To string bits


Joy sans toy
Works last ploy


Deep this sleep
As dream weeps


Will sits still
To know fill


Space greets trace
In fond ace


Lore knows more
In love's core


Lines rhyme fine
As salt brines


Flow meets show
As soul knows


Dream fond dream
As life streams


Mime on time
Moves crisp chimes


Tend each end
As style trends




Leon Enriquez
05 May 2019
Singapore

Stillness

Sense how you see in light that shows,
Thrill the fond gist with a calm feel;
Ink thoughts that free just what you know,
Live in the mist where true touch heals;
Lines in verse space move rhymes that urge,
Nurture fine touch as wit greets lot;
Etch in brisk pace as zest prompts surge,
Silence primes much as fun meets slot;
Still watch your will echo in time.
Mind what you say lest fear speaks out,
Opt a deep thrill that brines with rhymes;
Voice that free play as faith booms shout,
Embrace the mood that love distills,
Speak only good where poise binds feel.




Leon Enriquez
19 March 2019
Singapore

Discard

Time wings by
Flips lost page 
Heed odd sigh
At this stage


Purge old box
Tales now dim
Hoax de-tox
Feels calm slim


Angst blames jest
Purge sad strains
Blot wise fest
Hurt brines pain


Pain knows gain
In harsh truth
Not in vain
Just for proof


Odd lines surge
In vain lot
Watch nice urge
Merge with thought




Leon Enriquez
09 November 2018
Singapore

Beauty

Senses now hinge
Upon thoughts strange,
A sensuous tinge
Fronts beauty's range.


Strange as strange seems
Upon odd spark,
A lovely theme
Confronts sure mark.


Beauty knows best
The arc of wit,
For in the quest
Blunt fest can fit.


So many chimes
Where beauty glows,
Now we seize times
In sensuous flow.


Autumn brines fling
Of lavish daze,
Cold chill now springs
In icy craze.


Beauty must sleep
In wintry rhymes,
Here thoughts now peep
In sleepy times.


By foot paths lost
In sweeping cold,
Odd scenes now cost
What dreams unfold.




Leon Enriquez
05 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT

Style

Style
Now piles
Such warm smiles


Grace
Grooms space
Feel light trace


Stuff
Blooms laughs
Sure enough


Ploy
Now toys
Watch pure joy


Gift
Prompts lift
Warm cheer sifts


Be
Just see
Love set free


Fine
Fond lines
Feel now brines


Feel
Time heal
Tears that spill


Face
***** space
Odd words race


Light
Sculpts bright
Prompt soul flight


Thought
Moves plot
As change slots




Leon Enriquez
09 November 2017
Singapore

Voluptuous

Voice in sure choice such ample wit,
Observe the thrill of how you feel;
Love wears a poise with easy fit,
Urge knows a fill in ink stain quill;
Play of word brines where ideas swirl,
Thought cleavage shows in focal trance;
Use vivid lines to paint your world,
Oblige due passage in plot and dance;
Unfurl the pulse of deeper flow,
See beyond sense in visual flight.
Watch fond impulse churn gaze that shows,
Attest mad tense in fragrant light;
Yes in a dash of fresh and flesh,
Spur of wild clash in dazzling flash!




Leon Enriquez
08 September 2016
Singapore

Tapestry 2

Heart
Mind arts
End and start


Soul
One whole
Pole to pole


Mind
***** signs
Create finds


Form
Odd norms
Sweet sour storms


Taste
Such haste
Mess sweeps waste


Touch
Curl nudge
Bear vain grudge


Feel
What heals
Kind goodwill


Hear
Sound ears
Boom brines here


Smell
Scents tell
Where you dwell


See
Just be
Wild and free


Sense
Vain tense
Air floods dense


Live
Just give
Ditch pet peeve


Plot
See lots
Frame good thoughts


Ink
Bold think
Forge fine links


Charm
Speak calm
Spread warm balm


List
Verse gist
Sign wise lease


Show
Wise glow
Dream now flows


Be
Just see
Grand beauty




Leon Enriquez
18 May 2015
Singapore

Inside the Crystal Night

A lighthouse blinked deep in the shadows' gray   
a fog-horn bordered at the distanced lines,
few stars were scattering above the bay
and scintillating mirrored in my eyes;
- my eyes were focusing upon the brines,
two forms outlined inside the nightly coals
and danced our waltz above the waves and shoals.

Betrothal blossoming of western winds
that blow the cumulus across the quay,
melds with the rising mist, the moon rescinds,
and fades in deepnesses of the dark sea;
beyond the shores the tidings brought to me,
the moonlight drenched in silver waves of flame,
and thenceforth heard his heart, and felt his claim.

I breathed his lonesome air, my soul's accord,
o mother of caressing waves' soft voice,
embraced I was, the silvering award
became my terminal, demanding choice;
inside the crystal night I felt rejoice ,
and in my tiny hands run his reply,
my destiny, the sea, and silent cry.

..

5/6/2014.© Giorgio Veneto, Gautami Phookan. All rights reserved

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The Way

Tale in a sale,
Spice with fine price;
Veil that shrouds pale,
Prize that fits vice.


Take what you make,
Dyke to speak right;
Stake a fine break,
Sight comes with light.


Glow with wise show,
Reach what you preach;
Flow as you grow,
Beach as you teach.


Laugh at vain stuff,
Thought helps the plot;
Rough can be tough,
Slot brines buzz lot.


Say to the way,
Deep in sure sleep;
Pay well for play,
Weep for vain keep.


Run to sweet fun,
See what you see;
Pun in hot sun,
Glee styles to be.


Note that old rote,
Mad in grime bad;
Vote for the tote,
Glad in things sad.


Look for wise book,
Tense clouds each sense;
Crook in a nook,
Cleanse blur old lens.


Way casts in clay,
Soul bland and cold;
Pay then each day,
Cold sweat takes hold.


How fits your brow,
Free what you see;
Now zest can plough,
Be your own fee.


Fling joy you sing,
Ink a bold link;
Bring a new thing,
Brink verge of ink.



Leon Enriquez
03 October 2014
Singapore

Days With Pain Are Yet To Come

Days with pain are yet to come
So as such the heart would bleed
Over the hole life has made
From which it’s been sprouted as seed
And the emptiness would hammer hard
On the broken and shattered heart.

The past would whisper into the core of mind
The future would fear with brines in eyes
Over the silence that shout aloud
Under the stillness of a dark cloud
‘return back’, as I’ll scream out
With cycles of life, though the prayers are bound.

As would I hug a vacuum tight
And love it, caress it, with all delight
Wait for it to reverse back love
Kiss me, console me with a few word
And the illusion would last no long
Nightmares follow with the wake of dawn.

And so I enter the door open
With fearful eyes for what is to come
And find it better to love in pure form
Than in the form of flowers over a mourn
So pace the life with love around
You never know when pain’ll surround…

The Wine Taster

A little taste of wine so many kinds
One that taste like rotten grapes, apples, brines
Some so strong spit_rinse
Need to get rid of that quince
Worst one reminded me of shoe shines

Written:June 22, 2011
Day after longest day of year
Contest:"Bottle of Wine, (fruit of the vine, when..)"
Sponsor:Francine Roberts

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