of what use is poetry if insipid
it borders on wicked
words can lift the heart
restore the soul ~ or
drain the hope-supply
in a world gone bone-dry
Categories:
insipid, evil, hope, loss, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Insipid be the bounty, lain before the masses.
Languishing are those the ravenous harasses.
Mortals just morsels to a hunger never sated.
Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated.
The crazed stare unphased, their beckoning insidious.
They whom lay slayed, just meat for the carnivorous.
Of men or of babe be plated and devoured.
To this they're enslaved by ritual empowered.
Disposed as they go the corpses they eviscerate.
Now over, the glow danced by as they incinerate.
Categories:
insipid, dark, murder,
Form: Rhyme
On her front porch, the elderly lady stood
Sending forth a farewell starts with a wave
Wait for the tires to be silent in the woods
The sound faded on the stones of the stave.
She waits for the family car to fade from sight
Clouds of dust gradually drifted below
due to the air's propensity to wash right
Her son, wife, and child care for a cozy forego.
It breathed fresh life into this calm place
afar from the hectic pace of this crazy world
She had faith that there would be more chances
Other dainty events, but not akin to the one named.
What we retain is most crucial than what we read
It's not our intent but the actions that lend us deeds
We don't achieve our goals by wishing for them
But it is a lifelong fight to render us a valiant gem.
She expected tears, but she had a sole wish
She may cook the last bit and serve them a dish
Hear the tires screech and watch the dust settle
Over the span of her life, view her blooming petals.
Written: April 24, 2023
Categories:
insipid, analogy, appreciation, life, mother,
Form: Rhyme
Vacant Perdition
Reeling listless
Empty story
Gazing, endless
Mandatory
Purgatory
Muted motion
Thinking sorely
Null devotion
Sudden urges
Fleeting feelings
Will emerges
Sailing ceilings
Disused dealings
Mislaid purpose
Broken meanings
Without service
It’s insipid
Bouncing bluster
Wisdom wicked
Nothing mustered
Lacking luster
Sempiternal
Filibuster
Silence vernal
Categories:
insipid, 11th grade, confusion, depression,
Form: I do not know?
Insipid lifestyle –
The side effects are horrid
Silence speaks! Shut it!
What you say is dull –
Apologies accepted
With one condition…
If you’d just listen –
Life in my shoes is so tough
Oh please, understand
Shut it, solitude…
Let my voice be heard right now
It’s been a while…
Since you’d fin’lly see
That my side of the story
Is important, right?
Morbid thoughts these days…
Have been running wild in my –
In my eager mind
Your vile tone of voice
Makes me turn the other cheek
Come on now – rejoice!
Categories:
insipid, words,
Form: Free verse
Insipid Nights (modern Tanka)
They sleep together
On a four foot bed
Back to back they lie
Facing the wall
Miles apart....
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Categories:
insipid, feelings, people,
Form: Tanka
Bitter gall upsize
For folly you prize
Native of worry
In your sad story
Plunder with lame vice
In sorry surprise
Lean on naked woes
That cast painful shores
Touch of vile bad luck
Denial feels awestruck
You can do much more
If only you store
Come to terms here friend
Do make impact trend
Rise again and fight
Dare to do what's right
Earn then your free lunch
Work the number crunch
Each man must dare pay
For fare and for play
He who digs a pit
Must bear life's harsh hits
Dare to attend gall
With a wake-up call
Pain is a sure sign
To forge wise align
When darkness floods round
Find shelter most sound
He falters can rise
Heed truth to be wise
To deny the truth
Ply ignorant proof
Leon Enriquez
27 March 2015
Singapore
Categories:
insipid, change,
Form: Couplet
Opposed within the same genus
A recognition of man's existence
I try to inverse the Truth
Thus the latter becomes defined as oblivion
And shallow existence
Those things that cannot be reversed
A peculiar mark of substance
Perceived with utter perception
The truth that colludes
Thought provoking propositions
And implications of rugged indecencies
That have been enumerated
Among the Insipid faces
It's not easy to state
What it is that which you don't understand
And don't want to understand...
Categories:
insipid, change,
Form: Concrete