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I know you left me,
But you're still around,
How can it be,
When you're in the ground.
I loved you more than anyone,
And you I really miss,
The time we had is done,
It ended without a kiss.
Once I thought I felt you touch,
Your cold hand on my face,
The warmth is what I miss so much,
I wish you weren't in that place.
I couldn't feel you anymore,
Since that first night,
You were standing in the door,
But something wasn't right.
I already knew I lost you,
Though you were right in front of me,
There was nothing I could do,
What happened was meant to be.
You will always be in my heart,
Your memory will always remain,
They can never tear that apart,
One day we will be together again.
September, 4th, 2013
Living with mom
Feeling loved and protected
Nurtured in every kind of way
He is predictably helpless
Never washed a dish
Or loaded a dishwasher
Never held a job
Or paid a bill
Never dated
No secret why
Mother dies unexpectedly
World falls apart
He is helpless
Has never written a check
Or dealt with insurance agencies
Or bought groceries
Or cleaned anything
We predicted this might happen.
But he did not notify us.
As we also predicted.
He starves to death
In front of a pantry full of food
Forty-two-years old, a grown-up baby,
Who does not know how to use a can opener.
Written 12-06-2019
Contest: Predictable
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Is there anyone more admirable than a woman who stops moving forward
to see how far her children can go?
Who gives up her time, energy and sleep so that her children can have her share?
In the darkest hours, but also the brightest days,
she is always there for you,
ensuring that despite her busy schedule, there is no time at which her love ceases.
You’ve seen her world fall apart time after time seen her good nature be used and abused
but no matter the hardship,
she has always picked up the pieces.
One by one.
You’ve often felt yourself drowning
in a deep, dark ocean of worry.
Felt your lungs fill with intense despair and panic. But one thing that’ll never change,
is that no matter how deep this ocean,
she’ll always jump in it for you.
You hate when you hear her doubt herself: her beauty, her strength, her intelligence. All she asks you for is your happiness
when really, it’s the world,
the whole entire world, that she deserves.
As the years have gone on, you’ve become aware of your own strength. Your ability to carry on, despite whatever challenges life throws at you. You’ve noticed how you aren’t prepared to give up
not on yourself
not on those around you.
You don’t for one second wonder who these qualities have come from, because you know that
You are who you are because of her.
This look in my eyes is all i have sometimes.
The fact that she can see my soul and I'm grateful.
Those times they see a revealing fear
that turns into a fearless drive.
she will see what i have is hers
she will see a want for greatness that i need her to be apart of
A yielding smile
A glance of gleam
A bounce full of joy
A glaring vison and dream
She's chaotic
Vigorous and playfully vicious
Unpredictable and all wound up
Safely zealous, energetic and always driven
In spite of my limits
I found what moves me so
The love of a woman
Good, true and grace in bond
I challenge myself to stay challenged
As the sun slips behind the horizon
my mind slips behind my courage
all my best moments are with her
She's chaotic
Vigorous and playfully vicious
Unpredictable and all wound up
Safely zealous, energetic and always driven
She's all i can take and I'm glad
Let me put it in Quotation marks!!!
This is not for the faint of heart
A world full of fakes and farce
Always on opposing sides many remain apart
Meanwhile the news is sad still breaking hearts
Once again the betraying starts
Can't replicate this ancient art
I can see the light, but all around it's painted dark
Doing my best at staying sharp
While swimming and facing sharks
How can you ever make it far
If you never take it seriously with great regard?
It's bad
I never thought I'd be this sad
All of it makes me a bit mad
Finding multiple avenues to withstand
Instead of staying stuck in quicksand
For pete's sake
He's a snake
Every part of me she hates
Jeez thanks
Difficult to keep faith
When it no longer seems safe
Too much seems fake
It's like I'm living in a dream state
I just want to be great
Instead of a cheapskate
I need cake
Duffles and a briefcase
Not a tea break
With teammates
You only get one life, not a remake
I got to get it right and keep pace
In the end
They wish you dead
Or want to see you live instead
I barely sleep
New discoveries buried deep
The path very steep
Yet fairly cheap
Risk is high, yet reward is priceless if you care to seek
It's a knock-off or a real name brand
Across a strange land
No longer the same man
Changed hands
With a new game plan
Cue the sad melody
Differently, it's yet to be
Too much getting the best of me
Eventually
In the end I see
It all will set me free
It started long ago
As CDs in the car
Overtime hours spent in a retail store
A gift on a date, kept on an old dresser
The idea we are all connected in some way.
From my father and my older brother
In the car rides then, I learned
Why my ideas were foiled
Learning to hate myself in a therapeutic way
A gift from them, to keep in my mind
On my unstable shelf, in my pocket
Keeping me in contact with my brothers
However far apart, we share lines; they’d make me smile
It can bring me relief, a wilted rose,
Abstract art. My parents saw
Tin foil boats in the bathroom sink, they held
Together above the clear ocean
Searching for the porcelain shore
Holding the cargo of our dreams, overweight
Mine drifting far apart from the rest
Vessels that sank with time.
Into the ocean it drove me
Beyond the depths where the sun can’t grasp
But I found them, I returned to them on land
They hand me their CD; inside is their promise.
It’s cheap tickets, that I can come back home,
It’s hearing my family beyond my room
Wondering if their legacy is safe with me
I learned on my ride home to show my
Inner glow, cut deep drilled
Sorrow with their razor blade, but
Am I porcelain, or just the clay I had lost in the fire.
Past the heat, molding the remnants
Of the foil beside my mind
Reminding me of my parents, their embrace
My everlasting friends, telling me
“I hope you're happy.”
He was not green not green at all
Trim and slim he was rather tall
His skin was more of a reddish-brown
His hair was pitch black with a pointed crown
Pleasant enough of a fellow I suppose
We notice each foot had just three toes
His hands were large and his fingers long
He was nice and pleasing but just did not belong
His voice was high pitch but sounded soft
The dust in the air made him sneeze and cough
His body seemed smooth no hair on sight
He enjoyed the shade and avoided direct sunlight
Large oval emerald embers of purest sight
His eyes had transparent lenses that for him seem right
If he looked at you and blinked his lens then eyes
You stood staring back hypnotize strangely paralyzed
His stomach was flat with the belly button gone
To us earth kids that was just plain wrong
His legs were long and skinny and seem to shine
We thought his skin secreted a secret slim
He was nice enough and always learned fast
Academically he surged to the head of the class
He excelled in computers science and math
When he smiled the girls blushed the boys laughed
He tried to be friendly but would not play outside
His tiny nose always in a book he became ostracize
Always helping teachers he became their favorite pet
When we saw his tail he was dubbed Martian Rat
His ears were almost nonexistent but hearing keen
He heard our thoughts he knew everything
We plotted to get him outside and whip his butt
But he knew our every move so we finally gave up
Slowly but surely we all came around
And he became the most popular boy in town
He told tales of heroes slaying dragons of Mars
He told journeys and dreams beyond the stars
He never liked winter hated the snow
The poor boy just really couldn't handle the cold
Summers and falls to him seem all right
Spring with thunder storms gave him the fright
He was the first boy amongst us to kiss a girl
Hot Holly by golly gave him a whirl
We all played indoors to be by his side
The feelings of yesterday we all denied
Than just like that Yarn was gone
His family went back to were they belong
We felt betrayed and misunderstood
We lost a friend and did the best we could
Late at night a group of us looked up to the sky
Was Yarn looking down to us from way up high?
Worlds apart but we become close yet he left so far
We miss our friend two big hearts within the boy from Mars
Hoard healthy highs
End etch enough
Add apt apply
Roam rivers rough
Trendy true tries
Hope hurls healing
Etch earns ending
Art aims asking
Reap real risking
Trust truth tasking
Help hurting hires
Embrace empty
Apt art aspires
Relieve rowdy
Toilsome touch tires
Hoist heavy hounds
End each explore
Art airs astound
Risk ripe restore
Trip tipsy town
Harsh hurting heat
Endow entreat
Applause appliqué
Reach rich repeats
Toss tasty treats
Hoist heavy heart
Empty e-mail
Amaze apart
Rouse ransoms rail
Taste tension tart
Hide harsh humour
Ends empower
Art aims armour
Rude rhymes rumour
Trim trash tumour
Leon Enriquez
02 May 2014
Singapore
In life, we often meet with ups and downs.
The unexpected waits to pounce on us.
In the wink of an eye life can take a u turn.
We must solve the conundrum of life all alone.
Tossed and shattered by breakers rushing upon
Sometimes we are ripped apart, torn asunder,
Landing in alien shores, in hostile situations.
The night of weariness may suddenly descend.
The lamp of life may be blotted out by sweeping gales.
Many a time we get shattered in the throes of life.
Life is often loss and pain, facing the unknown
We do not know where our journey takes us.
With masks on, we are destined to play our parts,
Even after the music is over, till the curtain falls.
As we stroll through this maze called life
We never ask ‘whither’ and heedlessly move on!
For years and years
I lived the curse of all women
A woman’s work is never done
That is, never finished
The more work I did the more work showed up
The To Do list was never ending
If I made a dent in it
You couldn’t tell
It was multiple pages and still
I refused to forget a single item
I used to work my To Do list and hope
For some opening somewhere somehow someday
Where I would be able to read, take a candlelit bath
Go for a leisurely walk, paint, write poetry
It never happened
My ever growing To Do list
Had stopped even giving me the glimmer of hope
I was just that crazy hamster busy at her wheel
Till one day
I was late with a painting I had promised
I was pushed to the wall I had no choice
I just had to focus on my craft and not think of anything else
I went at it and focused and focused
It wasn’t easy but I eventually got it done
It was an awesome feeling to finally sign my name
And say it was D-O-N-E
But my celebration was more to me
About having won over time
Time who had always been so elusive
So demanding so full of orders and ultimatums
Seeming so rigid and inflexible
All of a sudden I had decided
I would ignore it
Along with my long list of To Do’s
And surprisingly life went on…
Nothing drastic happened
Nothing fell apart
Nothing exploded
I was actually stunned to tell you the truth
I had once learned about
The differences between Important and Urgent
But my power over it never really sunk in until then
Now I have a new life
Where my Important priorities are in front of me
Where I can reach the one or the other
And the dishes get done but not till I decide to take a break
I do my best to add less to my To Do list
And most of all, pace myself instead of
Trying to kill myself racing through it all
It may seem to you like a small paradigm shift
But to me, my life is turned inside out for the better
AP: 2nd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on August 21, 2017 for contest THE POET'S OWN sponsored by GREG BARDER - RANKED 4TH
PS featured in 2021