The scene stopped me in my tracks,
Crimson bursting through darkly gray.
"Another cold, dark morning," I mused.
As I turned to walk away...
"Beware the Ires of March, Watchman!
Scoffers attack like mad hornets!
I AM stirring their secret hives,
Exposing their darkly terror.
They will reap what they have sown,
When I unleash My holy terror!"
"How do I confirm this, Lord?"
"Better than a sign to see
Are the direct words from Me.
So, beware the Ires of March!"
Categories:
ires, anger, faith, god, jesus,
Form: Free verse
Humours turn acrid near
The silent seer.
Escaping absentees scamper
Further down the hole that holds their likeness
Extinguish | fatal obscurant | visions.
| fata obscura |
Of thriving, lively fauna
Prostrate to impelling images
Schizoid prognostic narratives
Told through the burning lens.
Up above somewhere;
Unmade's secret eddies meet the Void's effacing means
Flickery shades mar anthropic soil
Never-beens, vestiges, cloud-faced mutes
Watch, sneer, hiss from interstitial galas
Covet your unearned gift of certain being
All skies slide to promenade our spaces
In front of that greatest-deep mirror
Most cower at the approach.
Croatoan, Boskopoid, Nephilim ires boil, rise
Evaporate.
Thin air marks their omphalos.
Sinews worn down and slumped in buried peat
Undisturbed lighthouses scry
Souls echo Xibalba's memory
Nulled sheets linger over its impossibility.
No divine clap can hide the noise of nothing.
No resplendent scheme can stop time's voyage surely ebbing.
Never will you win in wagers against the real.
Anbirnybbid Ocegenr.
Categories:
ires, silence, visionary, words,
Form: Free verse
The Amazon jungle is on fire, and because of
Hot, dry weather fueling the flames,
Earth's lungs are burning out of control.
Fires number in the tens of thousands,
Irresponsible officials and beef producers share the blame.
Removing the forest is the ultimate goal of
Exporters of beef, displacing Brazil’s indigenous farmers.
Reacting to this global crisis,
Aid; in the form of money, water bombers, and volunteers would
Give Brazil a fighting chance to extinguish the flames;
Except, their government isn’t allowing outsiders to help
Save what is left of the Amazon jungle, for political reasons.
Our planet’s in peril, every fifth breath of oxygen
Now comes from the Amazon; and when it's gone, what then?
Categories:
ires, 10th grade, angst, anxiety,
Form: Acrostic
The Eagle's velvet I seek long,
Battle on its march.
Veterans lost, matyrs born,
Shall I bewitch the trinity with my ale?
Piles of thumps on the marching ground
This battle, be long to take me?
Battle for velvet, ires many!
I shall walk up to èkù; rumbled up-
Though in wet loins, shall I bear.
The Eagle velvet, farther it seems I see
Yet, I die and long for its abundance
I shall thrust sword upon many a soul;
Shall I be deemed fit of fiend!
My joy
My liege
My siege
The Eagle velvet.
Shall I loose Arwen like the wild beast?
Shall I loose the Eagle velvet of old?
Arwen!
Tarry a little upon the sands,
Victorious cymbals make sounds,
The trumpets; my arrival
WAIT!
Shall I dance alone when the battle ends?
Categories:
ires, africa, age, anniversary, desire,
Form: Classicism
Dubem, without a doubt in me
Understanding the feminine
Because - there's no other me
Emotions, climbs-heart on nine
Must those dreams kill you?.
Ojukwu, you can feel desires
Juxtapose, oh! Our dear hearts
Unmixed feelings or ires
Kwanzas for you,from my arts
Would love to catch your crazies
Uptights within, crucifies frenzies.
Categories:
ires, africa, art, best friend,
Form: Acrostic
Mad moods mingle,
Align apt aim;
Dream daze dangles.
Move messy maime,
Oblige odd oomph;
Observe oil ooze,
Don dazzling doom;
Succumb sense snooze.
Mind misty moves,
Ink ires ingest;
Nice naughty noose,
Gain grumpy guess;
Laugh late leap-year,
Echo each ear!
Leon Enriquez
17 August 2015
Singapore
Categories:
ires, change,
Form: Sonnet
The journey seem to be foretold
And my arrant voice swooned
By the satire that echoed down
Down, to the plaintive essence of nascence
And they thought my eyes were deserted,
My heart was insensate,
My ires were wretched
And when I was bleeding
They went on saying, that
My blood was unchaste.
They who decided me to be one of them
They foretold my journey
By the shadow of immorality
And moaned me to the path of a broken destiny.
I stood up alone, and alone I look up
They smiled, they clapped and they reveled
Back of me,
I walked alone, and I met myself
They provoked, they chatted and they brayed
Yet I went on alone.
Categories:
ires, sad, satireme,
Form: Free verse
Balmy by the looks so beguiling
A sudden feeling aroused by the essence so quest,
You simply smile by the au jus of your lips -
A solitaire awaited by the presence so lest,
Whoso you deserve – a solemnity within shone;
A panorama of thoughts, a swain to be, yours
A secret admirer.
Yenned for the day so longed
A fortune behold by the ephemeral so cadged,
You simply versed by the espy of your eyes -
A moribund velleity now braced by the apathy of days,
Whoso you deserve – a solemnity within shone;
A panorama of enamors, an amigo to be, yours
A secret admirer.
Faith for the beguile so au fait
A hollo minced by the depth so pulsated
You simply filched thy heart by the ires so true
A nascence of juvenile by the paroles of numb
Whoso you deserve – a solemnity within shone;
A panorama of wordses, a promise to be, yours
A secret admirer.
Categories:
ires, dedication, hope, imagination, love
Form: Blank verse
All I've got now,is a picture of ours
Kissing me for last time,taken indoors
Reminiscing the love,I once knew
the passion and pleasures,which won't renew
Holding that picture,I look in your eyes
Can't beleive,your words were mere lies
you took a vow, only to be breached
deceptive endearments,were what you preached
Thinking with you,I could have shared dreams
You behaved like a thief of heart, it seems
Regretting the waste and the time I've lost
Sweet revenge is ,what I think of, the most
Did I not measure to your falttering needs?
Capricious ires,may have failed your deeds?
Focussing the picture,now,I utter a sigh
wondering what went wrong? how? and why?
Categories:
ires, confusion, lost love, sad,
Form: I do not know?