Long Accords Poems

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Premium Member My Wordle

In winter deep, my daily Wordle
accords five-letter words new life
and brings a smile, if not a chortle.

So, with a smile, if not a chortle
a brief respite from worldly strife
a sojourn at etomology’s portal.

For at this age, I know I’m mortal
and life with obstacles is rife
but will five letters be my sortal?

Yet is my questing truly moral
if I resort to Rhyme Zone’s knife
shall my last gasp be ever glottal?

For if a smile if not a chortle
graces visage of kin and wife
tis my verbiage near immortal?

In winter deep, my daily Wordle
provides a momentary relief 
in five letters, my daily Wordle
can bring a smile, if not a chortle.


Zephyr Kisses

When zephyr kisses the tired face
Peeping out from the car window
Reminisces my mind the quaint place
Where we were catching dragonflies
Flying swiftly around the meadows

When zephyr kisses the boring face
Reminisces my mind the quaint place
Where I was treated like a little princess
Where I embraced the selfless caressing
Where I was allowed to meander everywhere

When zephyr kisses the perplexed face
Reminisces my mind the pleasant song
Which was composed when we were young
That spread positive vibes, made us strong
Solaced the weeping souls when we jollied along

When Zephyr kisses the exhausted face
It just reminds me of those beautiful days
And accords the same enthusiastic memories
That not only makes me yearn those glorious days
But also relish the present moment
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member To Be Twice Born

To be twice born, baptised in the current
Dispelling forever, limitation
Truth of clear light dawns, self-luminescent 
Thus enabled by God, for co-creation

First step is, fear and desire cessation
Unshackling self from ego sediment 
Choosing death by mind vaporisation
To be twice born, baptised in the current

Magnetised emptiness accords consent
To the renewal of bliss ignition
Luminous self revealed, marking ascent
Dispelling forever, limitation

Through night and day, thus in meditation 
Darkness recedes, light becomes apparent
Gods hands shape, our divine transmutation 
Truth of clear light dawns, self-luminescent 

All we do, is make ego decadent
Each node of our form, in celebration 
Vibrant with bliss, our native element 
Thus enabled by God, for co-creation

Plunge in the void, without hesitation 
That the staff of power, be radiant
Ready for reception and transmission
Gods love and light, within ever present 
To be twice born

15-May-2021

Premium Member Happy Joy

Happy calls to me
As joy comes to be


Happy joy now frees
Charming thoughts I see


A play upon light
As thrills spring new sights


A sparkling rhyme comes
Verses as words sum


A strange melody
Sculpts new memory


A touch of fond times
As muse hurls fond chimes


A primal play here
As good writes endear


A writer must write
When strange muse recites


A way beyond then
Accords where and when


A touch most discrete
Yet so incomplete_!


Happy joy now grooms
A lovely warm room


Happy leans on me
Joy funds chemistry




Leon Enriquez
02 April 2015
Singapore
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Surrender

Resting in unknowingness, heart content,
our attention is drawn towards the spine,
conjoined with the heart, which accords consent,
to meld with throb of bliss currents divine.

Tranquility dissolves the taunts of time,
as we look neither ahead nor behind,
remaining transfixed on God’s bliss beat chime,
which releases us from the ego’s bind.

With nothing to attain, we wear no chain,
emitting by day and night, love and light,
flowing like the breeze, our heart free from stain,
koel’s song, epitome of delight.

The womb that holds life, itself does not move ~
All doings are done as God does approve
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member The New Testament

The Word of Eternal God
Which is the power of Eternal God for salvation to everyone who has faith
Is set forth 
Displays its power in a most wonderful way in the writings of the New Testament
Which hand on the ultimate truth of Eternal God’s Revelation
Their central object is Jesus or Father Christ
Eternal God’s incarnate Son
His acts
Teachings
Mission and glorification 
His Church’s beginnings under the spirit’s guidance

The Gospels are the heart of all Scriptures
Because they are our principal source for the life 
Teaching of the incarnate Word
Our Savior

We can distinguish three stages in the formation of the Gospels

The life and teaching of Jesus or Father Christ
The Church holds firmly that the four Gospels
Whose historicity she unhesitatingly affirms
Faithfully hand on what Jesus
The Eternal Son of Eternal God
While He lived among men
Really did and taught for their salvation
Until the day when He was taken up

The oral tradition 
For
After the ascension of the Lord
The apostles  handed onto their hearers what they had said and done
But with fuller understanding which they
Instructed by the glorious events of Father Christ 
Enlightened by the spirit of truth
Now enjoyed

The written Gospels
The sacred authors
In writing the four gospels
Selected certain of the many elements which had been handed on
Either orally or already in written form
Others they senthesized or explained with an eye to the situation of the Churches
While sustaining the form of preaching
But always in such a fashion that they have told us the honest truth about Jesus

The fourfold Gospel holds a unique place in the Church
As is evident both in the veneration which the liturgy  accords it 
In surpassing attraction it has exercised on the saints at all times

There is no doctrine which could be better
More precious
More splendid than the text of the Gospel
Behold and retain what our Lord and Master
Father Christ
Has taught by His words and accomplished by His deeds

But above all it’s the Gospels that occupy my mind when I’m at prayer
My poor soul has so many needs
Yet this is the one thing needful
I’m always finding fresh lights there
Hidden and enthralling meanings

1242015

Premium Member Love Gone Awry

Beneath smile exotic, gleaming moon’s delight,
We embraced romance of a passionate night,
Whispering deep secrets of moments sublime
Unveiling sweet story of undying-love in prime,

Of promises eternal, pledging together forever,
Journeying through life’s endearing endeavor,
Vowing to traverse through oceans of ardour
Eying abode amorous, vying tomorrow’s shore.

Alas! love soon turned errant, choosing to detour,
Straying from accords youthful, but immature,
Rejecting once enamored elation of evermore,
Opting bliss in yonder beyond passions of yore.

In solitude we bid goodbyes to love gone awry
Lamenting wistfulness frequenting pensive sigh
Saddened by bleak story, woefully incomplete,
When dissonant forlorn vibes, accepted defeat.

Yet, we found pathways renewing our dreams,
Reinvigorating assonance of past broken themes
As fervid interests, on divergent paths aligned,
Rewriting ending of story, destiny had designed.

Hosting moments solitary, as I often think of you,
Rekindling in your embrace, love we once knew,
Reminded I am, how memories have feelings too,
Though melodies they strum, no longer ring true.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Greener Grass

I like my winters "neat" ...

But they all come "on the rocks" here
So a day will come when palms will dominate my view
Instead of evergreen trees and pine cones and juniper bushes
(Though I do love my Chickadees, Cardinals and Juncos)
I grew up here and skiing was my life ... once

As soon as I walked, I skied ...
Freestyle, moguls, powder, and air
The bigger the jump, the better, always pushing limits
But I have lived in the tropics as well
My heart yearned for it long before I went

And I realized home-away with my first breath of Caribbean air
The white sand beaches of St. Croix
The swaying palms and smell of sugar cane on the wind
Those incredible waters and reefs, teeming with colorful life
I adored it there, but couldn't stay ...

I lived a few months in Florida, and then back home to Boston
I have made no accords on unknowns like "reincarnation"
I believe the "big" spiritual questions to be just that - unknown
Faith itself INSISTS on a lack of knowledge or explanation
But I have dreamed of the South Pacific since my earliest memories

Long before I'd read or heard about it
Long before I'd seen a movie or television show of it
And though I've yet to go there
I have very distinct memories of it
Specific memories that include faces and sounds and flavors

Even the special way the sun shines on the underside of the clouds
The way the volcanic mounts bite up from the aqua seas
Nipping their dark, earthy teeth into azure heavens
And the way the sweet breath of the palms and fruits
Mixes with the dusty trade winds from Australia

To dance on the palate with each inhalation
Seems we humans always want what we don't have
And I'm sure there are many there who long for America
But a part of me is there, a part I haven't met
And I must at least try to make it ...

Or he will always be ... a stranger.

Right There With Me

Doesn't matter if I'm crushing my mind
As long as he'll come that matters most
The sun outrages and kills me in the deep
But that is fine as long he keeps his promise

There at the road where there's a lot of turns
As rain comes down, I see his face
I know I am safe because he's right there with me
This is something more than I ever expected

Eyes are smiling while we walk in our home
Shower ourselves with love in my room
Hope tomorrow will not come for both of us
I'll seize the moment while I still have his arms

I don't care if this takes me to craziness
Know he'll catch me if I'm falling apart
The greatest challenge is to stick with the plan
I believe in love in that accords to His plan

Premium Member GODDESS OF STRENGTH

Samsonette
Rock Of Gibraltar
Power and Strength
Might at great length
Following the legacy of her father Samson
Family name
Crushes rocks like small pebbles
Lifts heavy objects like they are a feather
Bends bars
Wonder Woman distinction
Samsonette with a body lean and curvy
No man should ever try to get fresh
Samsonette will prove her power
Any hour in endower
Samsonette strong in all accords
Muscles hard as steel
Samsonette knocked out a hefty Bull in one pounding blow
One punch with intensity
Samsonette is no ordinary woman
Abilities far greater than mortals
Towns people often mocked her saying she is nothing more than a myth
No woman on Earth could be that strong
The God’s say otherwise
Words having no limit
Samsonette being strong and Aesthetic.

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