wise women of the western moon
your incantations are powerful tonight
the sun is gone, the fey are aswoon
you bring to the forest an unearthly light
wise women of the fearsome fire
your wishes for the greater good
are heard by the ancients by way of lyre
you are enhancing the oaks in the wood
wise women of the inner circle of star
your wisdom is traveling beyond the meadow dew
hopefully your dreams are traveling far
to the ears of those who can grant them for you
The Intersecting Lanes of Judas Kiss and Street Justice
Sometimes our greatest enemy is not the person we keep at a distance in our life. It is not even the enemy that lives within us. But is found in the hypocrisy of the one that is in our inner circle that wears the guise of a friend. To that disloyal,back stabbing rat whos lips are lace with the poison of Judas. To that one we take by force through calculated action. Either by by feet, or by hair, we drag that one to the lanes of where judas kiss and street justice meet.
Feeling so alone in a crowded room
Missing your friends while finally seeing who your true friends are
Wanting to get out and go have fun
But realizing your old ideas of fun only ever landed you in trouble
Starting to see what everyone else was seeing all along
Ashamed of who you were before
Knowing you never would have gotten where you are now without being that person
Conflicted by your own thoughts and emotions
Feelings start rushing back that you had blocked out
Your heart starts pounding as if it will burst out of your chest
Unsure of how to survive your new journey through sobriety
Keeping your inner circle small
Reaching out to everyone on your list
Expressing your anxiety
Explaining every little trigger
Praying they will understand
They tell you to breath it’s ok to not be ok
Hang in there, Mr. President, just one more year
the trappings of office so precious, so dear
Your inner circle will cover for you, never fear
~ electorate cheers your every sneer
Born alone, die alone, time is so, I don't know
Slow than fast, blowing past, grown attached, to life alone
Idle time, The devil's ground, mess around, and find a zone
A mile wide, and getting out, is talked about, and I could go
On and on, in a circle, inner circle, autobahn
Nonchalant, the little Whirlpool, getting pulled to, drama thon
Better ghost, than heaven's host, read and write, been read and wrote
Every toast, is said with hope, so speak your mind, or get a quote
Get in line, or never go, trade and eye, for treasure trove
Wine and dine, with centerfold, a nine to five, forget it bro
Lets not forget, it's all for fun, it's all been said, and all been done
Through the maze, the dues you pay, are dollars flung, to I'll become
All I've done, is all for love, of sport of course, it's not for none
They often turn, to watch and learn, my fondest words, the honest ones
Inside my head, supply of lead, to pencil everything, I have said
Nine or ten, my rhymes again, I guess time will tell, what time it is
Choose wisely your what guards your heart; for we are products of our environment.
Written: October 21, 2023, For Miranda Hawley Contest
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We must mightily mold matches in this life.
Actions must be taken to forestall strife.
We stop at every junction to demarcate.
What we decide will determine our fate.
Our upbringing has a significant impact on us.
Those who belong to us shape our solid fuss.
Be wary of who you let into your inner circle.
Because their vitality could be a hurdle.
You should stay away from the negative.
Things that are poisonous and deceptive
Smacking serves the strength to spread.
And impel your emotions to grow in dread.
Avoid those who induce stress at a distance.
Who twists a grin into a gesture of riddance?
Wrap yourself in a quilt of affection and rely
And witness your spirit soar across the sky.
Many know of only one Red Riding Hood
She has a similar story, in many books
Her endings are similar
The wolf is either destroyed or banished.
The Red Riding Hood I know has changed the ending
She is a lone wolf, and as such, she adores furry wolves.
She has befriended the wolves, and is a pack member.
When I hear her howling at the moon I smile.
Knowing that she has only allowed a chosen few into her inner circle.
I feel honored to be her pack mate.
If we were immortal,
in God’s inner circle,
time being on our side,
in tranquil joy we’d glide.
If we were immortal,
sans desire, we’d sparkle;
having no cause to fear,
holding gift of life dear.
If we were immortal,
we’d widen love’s portal,
treading gently on earth,
joyous in bubbling mirth.
If we were immortal,
each heartbeat, a chortle,
transformed as living light,
shining bright, day and night.
18-April-2022
If I Were Immortal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
to be honestly succinct
is as yet our reflex instinct
driven by ego or is it love inked
— Contemplation by Unseeking Seeker
RAW AND INTIMATE HARDNESS
driven to the truth
bottomed out
blessed beyond belief
by love
but if love
drives you into madness
a reflex of raw and intimate hardness
is love laid out on the cold sheets
only warmed by your imagination
no room for anyone else
in your bed
not in sexual satisfaction
but of life, i speak
did you cling, like warm clothes
on a cold day…those intrepid lips
and entanglement of deep romance -
were they the only thing you lived for
your muscle-atrophy
has no room
except for an inner circle
who crave your attention
always have -
did you miss the highway billboard
the intimate honesty
of your love
played out on nonstop video
and in blips to close kin
the madness seeks
an escape route
fashioned with idols
nonspecific
not ideal or realistic
3/11/2022
Consciousness Fulcrum Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
We are a perfectly mismatched set.
We share contradictory alliances in Peace
We conquer complimentary foes in War
You quell the unnerving anxiety that haunts me
And I haunt the quelling worry that unnerves you.
My emotional lows keep your mental highs grounded, well-balanced, and sane
While your emotional ups grant my mental downs the conviction, confidence and trust needed to take flight.
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May the discrepancies we harmonize bring the peculiarities identified by our inner circle
because they misunderstand
the eccentricities that keep us identically opposite.
We will thrive in eternal impermanence, blissful in our gloom,
satisfied with our greed
We are a perfectly mismatched set
Indulge the senses
There are five of those
Evaluate the inner circle of friends
There is no in between
Guide the feelings
There is a navigator
Monitor the progress
There is a scale
Am I true leader
Leadership is earned
Is this the song am I suppose to sing
Muttering in amazement
Is this the outfit am I suppose to wear
Giggling being naughty
Am I a scary cat
Nurture the uniqueness
There is differentiation
Grow the inner self
There is diversity
Strategy is the dream
There is you
Modify the personality
There is a sequence to be followed
Am I a true believer
Belief is trusting
Dear poet
I saw your lies written on a piece of paper
Wrapped in a beautiful brown envelope
Those sugar coated words all in black
Symbolizing your love for another man's love
Dear poet
Yesterday was valentine day
The day you wrote messages from your soul
Hoping to smile deeply within a woman’s body
I saw your insincerity pouring out like a fountain
Dear poet
I saw your skills in perfecting your craft
It ran me through the inner circle of my life
Those romantic words used to serve her appetite
Though she smiled, but it brought sadness strolling in my heart
Dear poet
I saw poetry professing love on heavenly color
The ink dripped lovely words on fruitful leaves
Denoting performance factor of a poet’s heart
How sadly it was to read the brokenness of a man
Dear poet
Even though the ink is your lifetime girlfriend
But find a place to throw your emotions
Or maybe keep it for another anthology
Your love could be accepted and published
His name was Pimlico Missler
His wife was Uhora Missler
If you happen to stumble
across his show
Mark his showmenship
Analyze his value from
The point of view of
Someone who's over eager
To be right, and someone
more eager to be wrong or
wronged.
Then are your interest from
being more equipped
Or have you developed an angle
To find fault in everything done
To make sense of your
Current and reaccurring points
Of view.
Something someone told me
Sounds like someway for
Someone to speak I'll of you
Or to create a means for
Some sort of drama to accure.
Taking down banners might mean
The club meeting is over
But does it mean your importance
Is so significant that you are
The only one putting up those
Banners.
Are your causes significant enough
To create your interest.
FRAGMENTS 8
Dance the dream dance
In the inner circle of flight
As fancy meets fantasy
In the gyrations of emergent
Visions and curious delights
Where flamboyant laughter spills
As ghostly unseen faces oscillate
Into streams of madness
That recoil in the mystic breeze
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
04 October 2019
Singapore
Believe in yourself always, be brave always
Empathy and kindness be your muses
Young at heart, keep some giggles inside
Own failure, then rise up, be resilient
Unique, only one of you in the world
Thankful, gratitude are desirable attributes
Integrity is a solid base of character
Family, friends and god be your inner circle
Understand your purpose, live a meaningful life
Love yourself, love others, just love, love, love
Entered: "Acrostically I Stand Tall" contest
Sponsor: James Edward Lee Sr
Written 23.07.2019
Placed 3rd
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