pause button pressed
soul ingests bliss
life’s quest fulfilled
Dear God, on this Thanksgiving Day,
I bow to you and humbly pray.
Thank you, Lord, that my mind is clear
and that I know the day is here.
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of life
Even though it’s tainted by strife.
Thank you for freedom and for peace
And for law enforcement police.
Thank you for family and friends
and for the joy their presence lends.
Thank you that I can see and hear,
their faces and their voices clear.
Thanks for meats, pies, veggies, and stews
but more than these for teeth to chew.
Thanks for the system to digest
the fusion foods my mouth ingests.
Thank you for limbs and feet to walk
For lungs to breathe and tongue to talk.
Thank you for health and strength to strive,
and for a working car to drive.
Thank you, dear God, for a good job,
So, to eat, I don’t have to rob.
Thanks for the home in which I live
and for the many gifts you give.
Above all, thank you for your Son
And for the victory He won.
Upon the cross, He died for me
But when He rose He snatched death’s key.
Give me a grateful heart each day
and help me in your love to stay.
So, one day I can feast with Thee
when this world is from sin set free.
Devil's vengeful roar captures innocent
Exhale scorches bystanders randomly
Volcano spews brimstone belligerent
Dissolves small boy's chance single handedly
Hitler contempt casts heinous destruction
Whip of his cape compel madmen to leap
Grief ingests itself, victim grows gumption
Roots for resprout cling to resovoir deep
Wrap gilded courage with rebounding soul
Compassion coiled to return after hurt
Bravery engraved on stalwart patrol
Solution driven man spurns Satan’s curse
Devoid of vanity, heart vivacious
Benevolent flare given in furnace
Sorry
My Selfless Beloved
.
Oh, no, he best not patronize me on Valentines.
If I must dramatize appreciation, I shall agonize.
Each year, he thinks chocolates will rationalize
spending his time guarding the sofa so it won’t rise,
while my cooking and housework threaten to paralyze
all I am behind my victimized and exhausted eyes.
Unless he bears one, one way ticket for me to paradise
or procures a gift he ingests that will tranquilize,
he can stuff candy hearts in his behind so gelatinized.
The last time I fell for that darned, deceiving cupid
I committed to him and living my life forever stupid.
lengthy thin needle
ingests blood to produce eggs~
inflicts pathogen
Aug17, 2020
Placed 5th in the contest.
Note: Haiku-Nature themed 2, poetry contest.
Sponsored by Tania kitchen.
Look there, what an
enlightened human being,
only feeds on light ...
Just eats wafer ...
And the other ... what a food
so rich ...! eat pearls
in oysters ...!
But look that other poor guy ...
It's pure bone ... ingests calcium
in excess ... pure bone is
his favorite dish ...
Look at the poor diabetic!
Nourishes from the sugar of sweet
kisses... osculates all day,
so many girls...
Poor thing from that other:
To feed he needs
wear glasses ... and what glasses ...!
Ponder the pest
It's not like the rest:
Can't stick out its chest
Doesn't have a nest
Your crops it infests
Devours and ingests
Acts rather stressed
Promotes such unrest...
It's not a good guest
It flunks every test
It's certainly not blessed
its presence you detest
It exists to molest
It's often hard-pressed
It's best when obsessed
Yet may I suggest
Somewhat in jest
At its progenitor's behest
~ With your head it has messed.
an adult whose mind
has been soiled by the filth
he daily ingests
has no parent to change him
no cute child - he disgusts us
April 19, 2018 For John Lawless' Contest 'CHANGING THE MIND'S DIAPER'
Every dusk of the dawn he rises to immanent blues
Melancholia like echolalia embraces his morning
Combatting the blaze and blinded by mourning
He settles for the day whatever the weather inside
Scorching steps in the heat he rides waves of the river
Tears have dried up the rays of light that were his
And will be when solar floods shadow muddy prisms
He is a dweller quelling in sadness for what seems eternal
Moments and yet his sorrow is finite will be kindled by love
Saved by a rainforest of shelter in the warmth of her kindness
He kindles Mother Earth and wakes up to his soul mates’ smile
Before long when his whine has turned water he drinks from
The fountain ingests the fire on his skin saved and restored
Soon Sunna and Neptune dance in tune with each other and
Showered by sunshine reigns of rainfall enlighten what becomes
The Giant Pouple with a dozens throats
One day had grown in the earthly womb...
So widely his tentacles sprawled...
Year after year, they grow more and more...
Attracts a people, and next – ingests them-
So that on another ending place.
Exhale these faces. Inhale new faces,
And almost never stop all the ways...
The severe metal-stone brutal beauty...
This road leads to the world unreal...
Synthetic wind, artificial spirit-
I don`t know why, but so nice to breath...
A rattlesnakes all are creeping, crawling,
And blinding by spotlights from the dark,
Doors, like a jaws, rumbled, broadly opened-
Exchange a humans, inside and out...
And, clamped maws, racing – faster, louder,
With thunder deafening, rush headlong...
Just you... and aliens are around...
The blask way to nowhere, never, not...
It lasts so long, seems to be eternal,
Where is a finish – it no one knows...
Until a heartbeat will end forever-
Fall hopelessly in the abyss hole...
But...power came to nought...stop.. it`s exit.
Through this – go on the stars, to the sky...
Go on the groundface. Leave a depth`s monsters-
To the paths, waiting for walks and rides...
As you dance among the leaves absorbing Autumns chilly breeze
Umbrella of colors brain ingests assists minds eye a peaceful rest
Totally brings you to your knees this peaceful landscape of the trees
Upon your eyes, gloriously pleased, boredom appeased, animations crest
Memory engages raking hordes of leaves as they slowly became deceased
Natures frequency of positive ion charged crisp cool air digest
Dance Now, Canvas doesn't capture rapture
Audible, amplified wind drifting hisses
Numerous leaves, blowing their own individual bliss dispatcher
Cleansing whirlwind whips frosted kisses
Enticing ciders, cinnamon and carved faced pumpkins to fracture
9/4/2017
the weaver song birds
weave most elaborate homes
that
LOOK LIKE UPTURNED FLASKS
hummingbird's sweet trills
charms us because it ingests
in
NECTAR TWICE ITS WEIGHT
petite and plumpy
love birds are valentine's souls
but
DON'T EAT CHOCOLATES
March 29, 2016
Mystic's Split Haikus
Newly cut grass
Fresh fragrance;
A scented dawn
~~~~~~~~~
Plumeria sunrise
Yellow and red;
Abundance flowers
~~~~~~~~~
Daylight springs
Sharp streams blazing;
No more darkness
~~~~~~~~~
Strange winding path
Etchings of patient feet;
Lost round the bend
~~~~~~~~~
Daybreak
Blurry eyes dart;
Suddenly aware
~~~~~~~~~
Time and space greet
The morning sunrise;
Promising agenda
~~~~~~~~~
Joy calls my name
In birdsong whispers;
A smile glides
~~~~~~~~~
Coffee brew signals
Day time manoeuvres;
Awareness ingests
~~~~~~~~~
Talk of weather
Dark clouds hover;
Umbrella panorama
~~~~~~~~~
Morning deluge
Work day commotions;
Another day screams
~~~~~~~~~
Zen garden stroll
Anchor mindful feelings;
Icy air draught
~~~~~~~~~
Frangipani tree
Old and autumnal;
Mellow motions
~~~~~~~~~
Traffic congestion
City bound people;
Precise distractions
~~~~~~~~~
Somnolence lingers
Awareness seeps slowly;
Awakening blots
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
09 May 2015
Singapore
With But Words
Lungs of time
Forever purging yesterdays fever and chills
clueless of ether's match for now
today's fresh intake of memories waiting
no longer a calm awakening
our ears await the sound
By chance
While morning may coughing bring
sending dream's breath asunder
caring not for the sparrow's retreat from sill
or the disturbed peace of
last nights pages at rest
We stir
How vacuous early hours may seem
as thought takes leave of dreaming's insistent clatter
begging caffeine's amorous embrace
even as inhaling ingests wakeful elements aroused
Soon
The pen is lifted
greeting Mind's quiet place
that realm where magic releases wonder
asking for voices yet explored
Patiently
Our unspoken words
our unwritten thoughts
awaiting vision's full awakening
take flight with the uptake some call
the Ah Hah moment of gratitude
We lean forward
The pen lifted
timely resonance delivers
today's sustenance
tomorrow's next pages
perhaps future's chance to ruminate
ARBEIT MACHT FREI *
Each metro station should have this sign.
Descend to the hot abyss, to the line.
Steel monster vomits people to the platform,
Ingests another load, another swarm.
Roar of machines. No protest voice -
Up the Mauthausen quarry steps, no choice.
Silent victims into the Auschwitz chamber -
Tiring, lifeless journey to nowhere.
Crowded metro carriage glass-cage:
Same strangers every day - no gender, no age:
Lost silent souls packed, almost touch but never do;
Close-facing, but eyes far-looking through you.
As animals trying to avoid fights but never fleeing,
No one knows or wants to know your inner being,
Your feeling, your thought, your life, your care.
Mechanical hell on wheels going nowhere. **
……………………………………………………………………………………………..
* Infamous sign on Nazi concentration camp entrance,
translates as "Work will make you free".
**Poem is dedicated to the 2 000 000 people who use the
metro daily in St. Petersburg, Russia.
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