My basset puppy ran off with my essay
She even stole my mail
She cleaned out all the fridge
and wagged her funny tail
She went through all my papers
and threw them on the floor
Oh that crazy basset
She almost broke the door
I did not stop her
I wanted to find out more
And that is when I realized
Her tongue could clean the floor
She brought me so much joy
I really couldn't complain
This crazy basset dog of mine
Put sunshine into my life and kept away the rain
Whenever I was sad
She'd lay her cute head on my lap
She wouldn't eat or move
Until I took a nap
I couldn't believe my eyes
When she ran off with a broom
She skidded all over the tiles
And brought new meaning on to how to clean a room
Rich video essay
Exemplify love and chill
Art, picture perfect.
Anxiety is…
The thing about anxiety is…
My whole life I’ve had anxiety and…
I was going to write an essay about myself but,
I keep getting stuck.
I keep getting embarrassed.
I want to be stoic.
After a long night, a paper does make its way to her desk.
I decided not to write about myself.
I wrote about something else, I don’t remember what.
I got a B.
If I had written about myself…
Maybe I could have gotten a B+
Or maybe I would fail.
I’m ok with a B.
Anxiety is,
Something I don’t want to share, anyway.
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Life is a very long movie
Life is a brief biography
Life is not an encyclopedia
But a book of several chapters
Life is a garden of flowers
Do not blame Wikipedia
For the bad, fake or false stories
People love tragic or faulty memories
Please forgive the darn Media
The writers, the reporters, the journalists
Who have failed to expose the racists
The rapists, the killers, and the liars
Life is full of surprises and nightmares
Life is made of many sporadic dreams
Bring the lanterns, bring the beams
Our world is sinking in a dark hole
It's obvious that every day is not Super bowl
Life behaves like a roller-coaster
Wear the belt, danger is around the corner
Life is made of ups and downs
Horrors, chaos, innuendoes, stories
Souvenirs, fun and bad memories
Do your job, and ignore the clowns
Life is awesome, awkward and unpredictable
Life is strange, weird, different and delectable
Life is indeed a malayalam movie
Life is a short biography.
Copyright© March,2018, Hébert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
To be more complete
and closer to humanity
what the Lord wants....!
First I need a woman
who loves me, even if she is not a muse!
A cause I defend
with grace and honor, but that
does not enslave my conscience...
I need a certain mood
to confront
bitter situations...
have a caring way
to sensibly love!
I need to be strong at the same time
to receive reprisals...
I need security
truth, even in adversity
of lie...
I need to be calm and confident
to understand the sufferings of others...
I need to carry
a well of faith in the soul...
So I'll be so human
as Lord wants... !
the shift no Adam
not a goofy frozen stiff
but a real shift
one you might hate
the one you want off
the one sent around
a conscience booster shot
that will inflame
the poor kid's heart
conspicuous waddle
thinking
while trying to juggle
A talent type show
using blah blah blah,
blah
There was a time in the Old West
When people tried their level best
A special breed
With but one creed:
Get the gold before all the rest!
The teacher stood in front of the class,
“Today, she said, “I’m giving you the same assignment I give every year!”
“Please write what you want to be when you grow up...
and remember:
There’s no wrong answer here.”
She found most answers to be the same as every other year she taught:
doctor, fireman, super hero, movie star…
one student wants to own a yacht.
The teacher read with interest…as their grammar she corrected
until she came across one paper…with an answer unexpected.
It was written by the shyest girl in class…who did not want a super power.
WHEN I GROW UP, she wrote in capital letters,…I WANT TO BE A WILDFLOWER.
Because bringing beauty to the world…is a flower’s livelihood
and I want to grow in places …no one ever thought I ever could.
The teacher held the essay in her hands…unwilling to let it go…and suddenly, out of nowhere, her tears began to flow.
She gently set the essay down…and as it glowed in her lamp’s light…She thought for a moment, picked up her pencil…then she began to write.
‘You already bring beauty to my world’, she wrote
‘And I know you’ll find a way...
to add beauty wherever you go.”
and she graded it an A.
Minutes eleven
soon it will be seven,
time is ticking,
I like knitting,
I have a horse,
do you like my porsche,
time is divine,
will you be mine?
Prize humble heart
Attest true art
Move simple sale
Avail due tale
Wit strangles here
Sense sparks good cheer
In deep story
Words look crazy
Do mellow fest
Start with fond jest
Humour warm wit
See how jest fits
Crazy knows more
As glimpse greets core
Be in being
Due becoming
Gain a good grip
To sip each trip
Verse essay here
Ends with start clear
Just now and then
Craft works of when
Leon Enriquez
05 March 2019
Singapore
ESSAY ON DRUMS
The drum sounds slowly its cadence
the beat, beat, beat marks a march
and through the air reverberates.
The tramp of a company at quick time,
arms pumping with machine precision,
a rigid jerky movement of elbows.
The thump of rotating Huey blades
as they back stroke the air;
gingerly alighting on a hot LZ.
The staccato stutter of rifle fire
indiscriminately searching the earth
laughingly playing hard games of tag.
The grieving hearts at graveside
waiting the echoing bugle call
while the flag is ritually folded.
Sound slowly this cadence
for the eons of history
the drums of war reverberate.
Words sculpt the tale
To make a sale
Words fashion form
To glimpse bold norms
Words tell a lot
In simple plot
Words host fond play
In various ways
Words wander well
As time does tell
Words speak of grief
That echoes brief
Words come to terms
To seed life's germ
Words flow and flow
Yet miss the show
Leon Enriquez
01 December 2016
Singapore
Life is not a theatre essay you can practice once than more time
Love lines now start to frame finesse,
Rhymes swing from art in wordy fest.
Essence of ease flow in new glimpse,
Notions of peace in easy streams.
Simple lines come to echo thought,
Inner feel sums what words allot.
Keep simple then what yet confronts,
Decipher when truth weighs a ton.
Essay on love to tell on you,
Notes from above come now past due.
Line after line of flowing feel,
Meaning tastes fine in sensual will.
Expect to see all that can be,
Prime the story nice and easy.
Conclude prose piece with awesome end,
Love fashions peace in light that bends.
Share your gift here that all may see,
Live happy cheer with grand beauty.
Leon Enriquez
17 March 2016
Singapore
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