Tiptoe the finest, fine twine, needle-eyed thread
and a glitzy sequined clasp, tiny
tweezer-tie it finger-tip fast with a nuanced knot -
my, my, the pedantic perfection of the master jeweller.
I have the servile subtlety of thick thumbs,
all clumbsy carpals, my fudging finesse
better suited to a beanie'd stevedore, loud lugging
heavy-haired harbour rope to ship-secure
a brutish lump in the line.
Tongue tied up, spun on my own silver yarn
like a crystal jeweller, giddy with champagne giggles,
dizzy on a spinning chandelier high strung from the pressed ceiling.
Oh non, pas moi! Mine is more an oiled elegance,
heavy handed, ham-fisted like a scabby wharf rat,
chased and unchaste.
Dextrous in the strangest ways -
gutsy and glamourous,
ours is a nuanced life of grunting grime
with the briefest flashes of bedazzled dance.
She strikes me with the way she walks
Her head held high and shoulders straight
A rhythmic smoothness in her step
The swing of arms matching her gait.
You might assume that she could be
A model trained to catch the eye;
Instead, she lives the dream of dance
This joy to life she won’t deny!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Each moment he had to grieve,
He would his chest widely heave
But while he did often walked
And sometimes easily talked!
Sorrow not the same as Chain:
Not what should halt Moving Train;
So, while crying use your brain
And tears you could dry with sleeve;
In a way would you relieve:
One may one’s handkerchief leave
And in Finesse not believe...
Some moments one had to grieve
It was for a sought reprieve…
This verse offers such flowers,
gives them to us,
presents a vase of verse
so simply, yet with grace.
So simply, too, do we
receive them with that grace,
presented as they are
within this dainty vase.
Such a vase, with grace,
such flowers, with grace,
such a vase of verse
containing those flowers with finesse.
Why do we try so hard to create
verse for flowers and a vase
employing such a dainty voice
while we curse so much, oh yes, so much?
(Jul 2022)
His drink the black beauty foaming and thick
toasting St Patrick until he gets sick
then off to the loo
he knows what to do
cuz ya can't teach an old dog a new trick
3/2/2021
Glimpse how time cites
A mellow ease;
Voice in crisp writes
A pulse of peace.
Words gather poise
In easy feel;
Craft poignant voice
In lovely spill.
Verse ample truth
Where beauty frames;
Watch finesse proof
Where word craft names.
Prize happy times
As echoes hurl;
Charm clusters chimes
As mimes now curl.
Be aware here
In mindful gaze;
Dare awake cheer
In feisty maze.
Leon Enriquez
26 December 2019
Singapore
Chandelier earrings dangling
Golden bangles jingling
Thick long raven hair
Twisted and pinned in swirls
With ornate gold embellishment
Luxuriously wrapped
In silk and brocade
Lavish lengths
Of rich flamboyant colors
Parading effortlessly
Their exotic saris
Swaying in graceful rhythm
Gliding by on air
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~NAMASTE~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on June 17, 2019 for contest YOUR CHOICE (10) IMAGIST STYLE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
What if mass actually influences the space-time around it?
Einstein’s theory of relativity
What if children beg their parents to buy rocks?
Pet rock craze of the 1970’s.
What if other typists make this many errors?
Monkee’s Mickey’s Mama got rich off this.
What if I could temporarily glue notes to my hymnal?
Choir director still collects on her sticky notes.
What if I had created the baby bottles with handles I knew we needed in 1973?
They are in the stores now, molded plastic bottles with a little loop for fingers.
Would I be the rich one?
What on earth would I do with all that money?
What do I know?
Grace
Floods space
Joy
Frames ploy
Wit
Churns hit
Peace
Funds ease
Light
Gives sight
Truth
Flings proof
Sense
Clear tense
Live
To give
Fate
Shows gate
Zest
Works best
Thought
Streams lot
Feel
Love heal
Lift
Grand gift
Leon Enriquez
15 October 2018
Singapore
Frame fragrant feel
Wear wealthy will
Lift lavish leap
Dance dazzle deep
Face floating fare
Wear wholesome ware
Words welcome writes
Cheer clever cites
Feel finesse frame
Glimpse gaudy game
Frustrate fluke fear
Castrate crude cheer
Void vicious vibes
Treat troubling tribe
Watch wonder work
Jest jostles jerk
Fond finesse frames
Note nature name
Glimpse gracious good
Meet mindful mood
Be beyond blame
Nurture nice name
Leon Enriquez
23 July 2018
Singapore
Dream deep
Sound sleep
Fate fits
Wise wit
Cheer change
Rich range
Stretch stay
Prize play
Come cheer
Face fear
Poke poise
Vet voice
Crisp choice
Vouch voice
Buzz booms
Gift grooms
Leon Enriquez
18 July 2018
Singapore
Poise fits good grace
That paints your face
Ask peace of mind
To touch most kind
Choice knows fond wit
As voice funds fit
Apt words cast spell
As wonder tells
Voice in sure trace
Floods time and space
Aim to be good
To live each mood
Seek to live cheer
Right now and here
Leon Enriquez
27 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
I find myself in quite a precarious state.
Uncertain as to why I was so quick to acquiesce.
My heart flutters with excitement.
My body trembles inside with fear.
The thoughts race through my minds eye,
like an out of order stampede.
That of enlightened speech.
It is an unique ecstasy;
One of unsettled ease.
Set into motion, forced into play.
What was a seemingly nonchalant rendezvous,
sent me gallivanting forward.
A rather new and unfamiliar finesse.
It will surely be the beginning.
The beginning to the end.
The beginning to the end of yet another,
yet another fragmented moment.
A moment of eternity.
An eternity and all that it will ingest.
May 7, 2018
There was no choice,
but to acquiesce to the rendezvous.
Even though my situation
was precarious.
Your nonchalant gallivanting
had exposed me to bad company.
So far, with diplomatic finesse,
I had avoided any problems.
Hello! I no longer share
your ecstasy with,
what the cat brought in.
So let's meet and chat,
but please, I beg, leave
your dross blow-in pick-ups
at the door.
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3 May 2018
For the 8 difficult words contest,
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
=> ecstasy, rendezvous, unique, finesse, precarious,
gallivanting, nonchalant, acquiesce
A snowstorm is coming.
A big pink malignant mass on the weather map.
People, panicking, hoarding booze and gas.
I've got my shovel and old northern muscle.
I'm more than up to the task.
My doe-eyed neighbor seems unconcerned.
She's dressed to the sequined max.
Risking life and limb for the lust of her man?
Taillights melting into a snow globe of Tiffany glass.
I do understand her.
I once did the same thing a lifetime ago.
Drove 25 miles in a rust bucket blizzard.
For the love of adventure and lust.
A pretty little thing waiting for me in her perfumed nest.
Risking life and limb for her warm pink finesse.
The memory far outliving the wintry blast.
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