Every thing was fine.
No one complained, and then
one fated day the Kooka burra's came..
People who never learned to keep in their own lane.
They never read our regs., which is very plain,
at first they claimed one half the parking in their own name..
Mr. Kook's crochety, petty, and a bully.
Mrs. Kook's gossipy and engages in tom foolery..
The kooka burra's are nesting here in our condo tree,
taking over as if they were the only owner family.
"Stop Kooka burra's"
"Stop Kooka burra's"
Start consulting the other three!!
Categories:
condo, 1st grade, people, perspective,
Form: Light Verse
Birds cautiously landed on condo,
Then they were sure to look below;
Did burp;
Sang a chirp,
After seeing Trump stub his big toe.
Jim Horn
Categories:
condo, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
At a flea market
Assortment of items
Spread our to be sold
From food to clothing
Jewellery and more
One vendor had
A variety
Of birdhouses
In different styles
One really stood out
It was so different
Four birdhouse on
a pole
I call them condo's
Home for the birds
They are lucky birds
They live rent free
Categories:
condo, bird, house, tree,
Form: Sonnet
The milk glass filled to the top
Drops forty stories or more from the condo complex
Explodes magnificently on the concrete ground
There is nothing more exhilarating than this shattering
This breath taking sound, glass breaking, chaotic thrills
Forces at work in childhood to save mistakes
A hand grasping at the glass all the way down
To undo the unfathomable spilt milk moment
No need to cry
Such things happen in the condo
Categories:
condo, adventure, baby, conflict, dark,
Form: Free verse
See what brochures describe:
Style a style for strange tribe!
So many accolades
To strike a pose for trade.
So much to surprise dreams
With picturesque view and scheme.
So here's to appetites
That chew upon a bite.
So come and take a look:
Don't miss a chance to book.
So soak that dream come true:
It's really up to you.
So make your counting hook:
Write a cheque and book.
Leon Enriquez
26 April 2015
Singapore
See happy days ahead:
If only in your head!
Categories:
condo, blessing,
Form: Couplet
key to the condo
liking the open floor plan
LOVING THE OCEAN VIEW!
Categories:
condo, beach, vacation,
Form: Haiku
Condo Commando Landings
They came in shiny silver saucer shaped air ships
With cylindrical flashing red lights in the night
From Planet New Jersey
Alien space crafts…. I mean .… weather balloons, (according to NASA)
From many light years…. I mean… traffic lights away
Landing in Miami first with a thirst for power
They slithered from the… ‘Weather balloons” in zombie brigades
Heads tilted, drooling, snorting and looking for trouble
Your condominium community is their new headquarters
Condo commandos are here to stay
A cruel fiduciary species without any borders
Going from door to door
Giving owners & tenants lists of rules with magnitudinal orders
Millions of regulations, line item expenses, and assessments
You must fulfill….You will fulfill…you will comply or die!
“Resistance is futile!” They cry…. Or mumble…or moan
Or whatever it is the walking dead do
If you walk on pavements you will be fined
If you have babies they must return to the womb
No plants…. No flowers… No signs on your condos
And keep your doors closed at all times
Don’t think about crime. Don’t ask any questions
And pay your condo dues or be sequestered
Categories:
condo, abuse, anger, bullying, community,
Form: Didactic
Those condo cowboys are clingin’ to things that used to be,
Starin’ out those city windows or sittin’ on balconies.
They can still smell the country, the ranch, the horses and the range—
At times they wear cowboy hats, though folks might think them strange.
And like those cowboys long ago, they’re roamin’ in their soul,
From Nevada, Arizona and old Colorado.
They’ve seen and done so many things that most can only dream,
Yet still they have the urge to cross one more mountain stream.
But now they’re just old cowboys, that’s all that they want to be,
They seek no big fortune, high status or fine pedigree.
They see the world too clearly, seldom hold or mince their speech,
They live the cowboy code and keep life’s truth within their reach.
Those condo cowboys are special, each one from a unique mold,
They just keep on ridin’ life’s long trail and never do grow old.
Categories:
condo, cowboy-western, introspection, loss, nostalgia,
Form: Cowboy Poetry