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In the hallway of legends and ghosts
I wander aimlessly in dream
Talking with the dead of Brookhaven
The rope burns are still fresh on Helen's neck
A sickly scarlet mark upon her throat
In this corridor, I pace, a key in hand; lost
Forever the sojourn of quietus in keeping
Before a door numbered two, I stand
Silence a silver web with the muted sobs of angels
It is not a key I hold when she at last comes upon me
It is only the dark tangent of lost souls and vipers
And a blind man staggering upon a battlefield as
Cannons roar and the blue turban leers
The rains come like Jacob Marley's ghost
Riding the coach forever
Diverse ideas vie for fecund place
In my mind and heart these days,
Every new thought sees the next
As an invasive unwelcome guest.
And being a democratic fella at heart,
I just wouldn't wish to play major part
As judge if privilege and freedoms be
Basis why litigious kinsmen disagree.
To every thought there's natural right
Enshrined in legal folios beyond fight:
Any idea may claim an acre of mind,
In any random astute brain they find.
And so I a respecter of sacred things
Such as fragile rights of mute beings,
Must let every instreaming opinion in;
And call null their war and brutish din.
For, has not every sovereign thinker,
Rights of their own to soundly tinker,
And censor apt and odd notion alike,
That within their wild cranium spike?
Apt as kind grace
Style sculpts your face
Apt sanguine charm
Aligns sure psalm
Apt as fine form
Smiles etch your norms
Apt precious heart
True love imparts
Apt as clear will
Your eyes can thrill
Apt comfort heals
Touch frames goodwill
Apt as a breeze
Your gentle squeeze
Apt springtime flair
Our love affair
Apt as sure zest
This grand life quest
Apt starting gaze
True love fills craze
Apt as swift flow
Start and end shows
Apt ending light
Sense coming night
Apt as a plot
Fill in sweet thoughts
Apt life for two
Just me and you
Leon Enriquez
23 February 2015
Singapore
Set sanguine sketch
Meet moving match
Brisk blooming batch
Work wholesome writes
Chart clever cites
Bright bouncy bites
Word wealthy wiles
Prize poignant piles
Sense succinct smiles
Love loiters late
Feel fancy fate
Dance dreamy date
Charm cheeky code
Move mental mode
Opt only ode
Prime poetry plays
Style sensuous say
Rich rainbow rays
Line lovely lift
Glimpse greater gift
Steer savvy sift
Bright blessing be
Sad story see
Feel fortune free
Watch weary wit
Browse brighter bits
Sad story sits
Leon Enriquez
01 August 2018
Singapore
Agency, apt was the day that they came.
Eyes of red flame; a waxpaper gabbaim.
Maintenance workers, how did the place run?
O subterranean lair, set to stun.
Gadfly, gawk well at the faces in crowds.
Blank like new life beneath burial shrouds.
Waiting for traffic to let out a yell?
Rating, chessmaster, is halfway to hell.
Sacrificed pawn, did the carrion crow fly?
Round the volcano thrice, winking awry?
Train station, travelers, widows in white.
Brace, belladonna, and grant visions bright.
Simian intellect, silver flame flecked?
Genuflect, priest, as a sign of respect?
Burning in heads of the mad, lily pad?
O humanity, as cogs you were had...
Yellow king, there in thy city, what lives?
Prisoners with shivs and undoubted missives.
Golem, shall we spend the night here? Let's not.
Jotoba staff in thy hand, thought-robot?
Lycanthrope, hope. At the end of a scope?
Henbane, to cope, steep three days and don't mope.
Flowers in fields blowing brisk in the breeze.
Terror, send a flare? At ease, trees. Trapeze...
O black abyss, do leviathans kiss?
Serpents, when you hiss, spit venom to miss?
Raccoon, thy claw in the mud of the creek.
Why were you digging? Quay, quahog, tale, teak.
Plight of palladium? Poor politesse?
Languid like legendary loves? Lined less.
Tyrant of the wasteland, turmoil. Turn tail?
Vampire, thy fangs. Angel, bottles of ale...