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For Timothy Lee
The soulful whisper of love’s promise bore an
enthused mood when it softly clued me love assured.
In silent speech, an otherness air did somehow speak
soothing assurances I innocently absorbed as honest
but I was only nine when those promise words occurred.
Decades hence, I have ridden attractions to passions
that proved to be romantic cons dressed in love’s
fashions. Such snagged me in years of love commitment
stress battles that dysfunction ultimately throttled. I was
left with only brutal pains, numb dreams and traumatic
regrets as darkly grey stretched by threats of lonely.
Then came your engaging grin and blue-eyed smile.
Any thought of charade vanished when you displayed
such a steadfast pursuit that my cynical came loose.
Our soul’s mirrored love has long shown soulmate impacts
as proof love’s whispered promise was truth, solidly exact.
In silent speech, an otherness air did somehow speak -
'he will have a three-letter name' - I never forgot that share.
Bolstered by faith in the path of ethical karma
Indeed, I am grateful for my parents guidance.
Imparting and intercepting a pragmatic dogma.
Do graceful deeds or such will Deity reliance.
Spirituality is a means of achieving mental tranquility.
In place of admonishing compliance, cultivate trust.
Sincerity is comparable to a yearning for faith in divinity.
Religion is a system of holy books that tends to thrust.
Only with insight, I grasp how to do proper deeds
In the vicinity of oughts, givens, and plight sermons
Making me a "polite person" in other peoples minds
Hoping to target heaven by valuable fine actions.
My self-motivation restrained my capability.
It's all exhilarating to uncover the finest route.
It may elicit widespread anxiety and uncertainty.
Hell's ferocity will bind one to remain celibate.
While challenging the status quo of religion.
There is a constant desire for truth amid Deity.
When I was in anguish, I wanted reconciliation.
Attempting to cross the contradictory topography.
Now that via my Faiths avail, I am all paradise.
Ardent deal man's religious faith in helpful actions.
I have given life with true love sealed as a prize.
Granted their ability to taste heaven attractions.
I am now all heaven, thanks to god generosity.
A large deal of man's beliefs is seen in deeds.
I have offered life as a prize for a sense of loyalty.
They had given the power to savor heaven's seeds.
Spirituality provides the claims that traditions claim.
That is the idea that my heart strives for in the story.
To adore God, that I have vowed to the Lords name.
I put my trust in God's forgiveness, famous mercy.
Placed First on the contest
written May 7, 2021
All Yours(Jun 8) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
It was Monday morning blahs agog
when I rose to walk my little dog.
Barely was the sun arising
while in the distance clouds passed by spying
Playing peek a boo in the morning rays
with drops of dew lay on the grass in play
but all the while I walked slow and half asleep
to gather in the light and warmth that creeped,
High up in the pale blue sky,
the dragons were on the fly
I stopped to watch
the play a cumulus hopscotch.
My little dog spied his own attractions
as dragonflies drew his attentive distractions
and thru the grass we sprint and ran in sync
lest we come across some unseen huffle wink.
There in the shadows something did move
and surprised we were by nothing we could prove
A Huffle Wink
large and blushing rosy pink
sent us quickly looking back in disbelief
as the two of us escaped its grasp to our relief.
5/13/2018
the Scriptures say no one can serve two
you must choose the one that most suits you
God or Mammon, who will be your preference?
pick your master with a righteous reverence
this I therefore say from God's anointed pews
yes, He has set the path but the walk is up to you
as man cannot live by bread alone
With the words out of our mouths we must atone
while staying on that faithful course
being guided by God's spiritual force
this I therefore say from God's anointed pews
yes, He has set the path but the walk is up to you
blessed are those poor in spirit
for to God's kingdom they'll be admitted
blessed are the quiet and the meek
for they'll inherit this world we all seek
blessed are those who now mourn
for the comforter of God on them shall be worn
this I therefore say at a time long overdue
yes, God has set the path but the walk is up to you
accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior
live with a christ-like behavior
let the Lord guide you and lead the way
as you take the walk of faith every single day
and don't worry about worldly attractions
which the devil uses as a distraction
this I therefore say at a time long overdue
yes, God has set the path but the walk is up to you
and if you desire to serve with the chosen few.
yes, God has set the path but the walk is up to you
this I therefore say from God's anointed pews
yes, He has set the path, but the walk is up to you
On Spring, the apple trees
Enveloped by bright green leaves
In a month, turn into white flowers
Attract the yellow-black bees
The small pink flower-nubs
Change in tinny green beads
The fruits bit by bit grew up
Turn into lime green, dark green
And finally, in the red apples.
In a few weeks, the green leaves
Transform in yellow, then carroty
Wait for the wind take down
To cover the lawn in brown
The branches once again
Expect the burden of snow.
The seasons give to the apple trees
The distinctive attractions
Amend new views, refresh feelings
The lovely and beautiful ladies
Impress men’s mind
Defined by men’s eyes.
I stood, all alone, watching the waves crash the shore
My heart ached, my body bled, my soul was so sore
Life has been so harsh
Still young, I did feel like I do tread in marsh
But then, it happened, without any warning
It happened at a time when I was in great suffering
I did feel blessed, for nothing is worth more than having a place in the sun
Nothing, not even the great attractions of earth for which many do get a stun
If the reason of our coming here in this world we still do not know
Well, patience, let joy in your heart, be not in sorrow
For our stay here is but for a while
Please, do make an effort and do smile
Somehow, someday, the truth shall come to us
By then, we shall no more wish to make any fuss
Only the Lord knows why He did send us here
Someday we shall go back to Him, so His name only let us all revere
Yes, it did happen, this mystical happening
See you, my most sinful actions have been graced through His blessing
So much that I realized that none should lament
None, for someday, we shall all be rid of this world's confused embarrassment
When I was graced with a place in the most holy sun
I felt like my spiritual journey had begun
Now, I shall put in this world, all that I do have, all that I do own
For someday, I shall be judged by the one who does control this sun!
Since leaving Banff we’ve driven 1200 miles
(as a nod to Deborah’s dad we drive only during the day!)
and we’ve stopped for the night in 6 different spots along the way.
So after driving 260 miles today…we were happy…that’s the truth!
to be spending the next two nights in a hotel in Duluth.
Today, just like the other days when it came to roadside attractions we got our wish.
We stopped at the biggest ox cart in the world…and stood inside a 65 foot long fish.
This wonderful trip we’re on which is now only halfway through
has been interspersed with a host of surprises and many spectacular views.
We’ve touched the Pacific Ocean…where the mountains meet the sea
It was too cold to go swimming…on that we both agree!
We drove around and over those mountains…saw a hundred or more trains
Then headed eastward on our trip to where the mountains meet the plains.
Today we again drove over the plains…wherever we stopped the sun was shining
and we were cooled by a summer breeze
Today’s trip took us to into Minnesota where the plains give way to the trees.
As I reflect on the 4200 miles we’ve driven on our Great Northern Road Trip
I wouldn’t change a thing….
And I can’t wait to see what what the second half of this wonderful trip will bring.
I claim a sit-spot
in a wildlife sanctuaried forest
just beyond my backyard,
And cycle there
while seeking a primary distinction
between sexual and sensual feelings
filters
frames,
Already peddling toward suggestions
my motivations for this direction
could be impure,
prurient,
certainly less than perfection,
But,
I am not right-brain deterred,
This forest is my familiar territory
where fools
and wise men
fear to tread
on resonant ecofeminists.
When seeking
imagining
experiencing
remembering sexual possibilities
and impossibilities,
attractions
and distractions
and unattractiveness
along my recycling way,
these remain ego-centered
self-serving
egotistic patriarchal,
left-brain economic-politically strategic,
monoculturing further dominance.
Sensuality
is more interdependent,
co-relational,
co-empathic
co-passioning
integral
intimate awareness
of external mind touch
with internal heart feelings,
heart-pumping uphill
and soul-relaxing downhill,
inhilling
and exhilling.
Waves of contrast
speak of comparative dipolar motivators
more longterm both/and satisfying sensuality,
Contradicted
against shorterm dualistic urgency
for my immediate sexual release,
my internal-only organic polyvagal climax
quickly moving from transcendent forest life
to demi-segregating death,
And then riding on in
and out
to reconnect with my ego/eco sit-spot
with embodied sensual narrative
of this one sacred/sexual life
living polypathically
lived rememory
reliving naked forest life
hopefully again
and recycling pleasure seating again.
Practice makes perfect,
so our great everyday pilgrimage teachers
messiahs
boddhisattvas,
ecofeminists one and all,
say
and do,
ride
and walk
and talk
with integrity's most resilient sexual/sensual/spiritual
reforesting win/win public/private wealth
reassur-dance
transcendent/intimate
global/local health potential.
Singapore tryst
Old times bordering;
Restored trade regime
Old Chinatown alleys
Winding streets await;
Takeaway souvenirs
Buzzing bazaars
Colourful wares shout;
Attractions ply
Smith Street
Chinatown circuit;
Oriental stuff
Strange name
Telok Ayer Street?
Meaningful glimpses
This Chinese temple
Tourists assemble;
Photo snapshots
Old men playing
Chinese chess;
Stone table forum
Street vendors
Crafts and wares;
Brisk commotion
Somnolent sunset
After light drizzle;
Swamp of human faces
Lost in the crowd
Two tiny specks
Seeking ***** bargains
Tucked in a corner
This awkward shoppe;
Viagra and company
Loud music blasts
Accompany footsteps;
Curiosity in-transit
Sea of faces
Mini United Nations;
Cosmopolitan nuances
Old shop houses
Clusters of modern comforts;
Brisk eateries
Chinese medical tonics
Healthy equilibrium;
Discerning aphrodisiacs
Feel the pulse
Crowd en passant;
Curious eyes feast
Bumpy movement
Feet gravitate;
Looking and searching
So much to see
Discover again;
That long-lost find!
Leon Enriquez
15 Apr 2014
Singapore
God and money
God
Is the only sure confidence
I rest on my hopes to forge ahead
He is the source of my attraction
He blessed my destiny
His blessings is more lights than the sun
No wonder folks fly around me
When they feel nor see the light of God on me
Am not alone in this life of mine
I have my God with me
He is my provider
He is the source of my attractions
he is more than a friend
He is always there when the world is gone
Money
Is the honey
Women are the ?? bee's
Friend are the flies
Family becomes deceptive
Attention flows even when is not needed
Everyone suddenly become enough available
The world becomes closer to kiss your feet
Enemies turns fake friends
Back stabber ready to kill
It doesn't matter the gender
Royalty becomes easier to get
Despite royalty is not honesty
People becomes fans even the ones you are yet to know
All just to same quest of money
So I realized that my two best friends
In life is
God and money