Long Backlog Poems
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Blurry e-motion
Waiting on words;
Upheaval swirls
Meal time posture
Food court harvest;
Same old stuff
Chinatown fringe
Walkabout excursion;
Hot humid weather chokes
Word for word jazz
Relevance juxtaposed;
Poignant verse strains
Book store punctuates
Tucked in a corner;
Niched following
Verse genres ply
Moods and variations;
Starling change surprise
Clap books monochrome
Small print runs;
Modest readership circle
Works on offer
Book bargains tease;
Second-hand relevance
Simple repast
Eat when hungry;
Flexible meal duration
Migraine fatigue hits
Siesta to recharge;
Stop gap measure
Cash and carry
Shopping trip downtown;
Happy getaway
Tired eyes droop
Glare of noon day sun;
Sudden shower wets
Casual visitors
Impromptu discourse;
Catchup chit-chat
So much to say
Hourglass reprieve;
Abruptly cut short
Conversations hurl
Mid-afternoon visit;
Twenty years backlog squeezed
We style a smile
Catch-up with past wit;
Great mileage in minutes
Joy in swift passage
Touching bases now;
Moments in retreat
Leon Enriquez
13 June 2014
Singapore
The backlog of time charts an aspiring future on the way
Scrolls back into memories lighting the path
Backstreets of remembrance embrace tantamount change
Rewind foundations towards a sweet novel journey
Back to Earth - Back to the Future - Backstage of Time
Rewriting the story - Reliving a dream - Reclaiming the Past
Background scripts mellow the nib of pen’s darkest pain
Invite smudges and scratches to assemble the trek
Backdrops entertain recesses shelter foundations of truth
Frame the here and now whence there and then
A tear for a tear and a smile for a twinkle
In the back of beyond awaits the henceforth
14th May 2019
“Honey, tomorrow is Allen’s baseball competition. Please, he needs you to be there. You know how hard he’s been practising for it. He'll be so excited to have you around.”
“Oh! Honey, if only time would be for sale. I'd buy it for a reasonable price. I have a backlog of work to do. I'm hunting for balance.”
“Oh! Dear. The kids need you as much as they need me. You have to create time for them. Find a space for them. You remember how distraught Karen was when you didn’t make it for her ballet competition.”
“Oh! Lauren, all I'm doing is for the family. Very soon I'll be on my own then we can go for a vacation anywhere in the world.”
“Oh! Honey. Please.”
“Ok. I'll be there. I'll postpone all my engagements for tomorrow.”
“Oh! Thank you, dear. Allen will be overjoyed.”
December 11, 2022.
I am not the only one,
Which gives me comfort,
And I am so glad I have a purpose in life,
And then more I give to that purpose,
The more sure I am it is so.
I find more people with the same purpose
Every day,
Off course we seldom have time to stop for a cup of tea,
As carrying out our designated purpose in life,
Comes with risk,
If we slow down,
And end up with a backlog of other peoples work,
Or if the cat is let out of the bag,
About our seemingly sole purpose in life.
Probably our own fault for not hiding our talent,
For being conned into doing other peoples work,
And being born with good eyesight,
Plenty of foresight,
And the need to show off our abilities ,
Instead of hiding them under a bush,
When the majority are getting paid for sitting pretty,
Using their talents to give us a purpose in life.
I just wish those in charge of our taxes,
Had more oversight on who wins the lolly scramble,
As a dollar for every hour spent doing other peoples
jobs for them would be appreciated.
But of course they too are staying true to their purpose in life.
It is so nice to have a purpose in life,
I cant recommend it enough,
If you have keen sense of irony,
As doing others work for them,
Increases life expectancy by decades,
So nice to have found my purpose in life.
we date we love we marry
but the backlog speaks volume
any misunderstanding reminds one of the ex factor misfortune
when one tries to be pleased a comparison arises of the same ex factor
i mean we are in love with people who are trying to move on
instead of falling in love we are confusing lust for love
we have never taken time to free ourselves from our toxic relationship
but like matatu that leaves as soon it's filled so is our love life
the next available person is the best
if we would go to reset mode then realize fixed marriages worked then we would care about what we have
it's pains a lot for one to be in love with someone who is in love with another
the ego is too much to apologize for any wrongdoing but we don't care for sex is above love
we tend to care about career more than our families
we value money and worldly pleasure above love
women come in all sizes but the love is the same measure as measured by God
fill your cup and thank God for that
but we tend to please all yet we loose all while thinking about all
please if in love do not compare but just submit and built what God has given you
if you are in a position to ask for help then let God guide you to full recovery
one day we shall examine all our lives then vanity will be our gauge as we reglected the simplest task in out lives
love one another as it's the greatest commandment
how do we please God if we do not know how to love one another...
this ex factor and comparison has to come to an end...
#made from Africa
#chui munga the poet
@2020
Codified Law Verbal Allowance
Apartment owners defrauded address
Have had this happen by treasury notes titled homeless and homelessness and other synonyms and iterative advertising.
Homelessness Fraud and Corruption Task Force itself is a possible fraud board of trustees in time?
In actuality legislation passed deed in correction of surplus backlog for economic equality
No smiles no spends.
Above acquisition and mergers possibilities is appropriations committee in the Senate
Tip element constraint in finance
Speculation.
Return efficiency in manufacturing equals profitable research allowance of investment thoughts, free thoughts only.
Ownership of rights is not a liberty in market Theory.
As one pays in full for a plot of land with structure, one remains bound to commodity exchange indexes.
Real estate developer is labor construction.
Attempt at extraction in labor market creates decline in structural integrity of note in treasury calculation. Tracking the market.
Reconstructionism
#cagovernor #realdonaldtrump #mayorofla #asmirwin #mikeytaylor #repbrownley #tonybiasotti #latimes #nytimes #aoc
Got a mountain of troubles a'sittin' by my door,
Been so long it's worn deep heel grooves in the floor.
Every day I step around it, sayin' "Tomorrow will do,"
Got a backlog of pleasures, I'd much rather pursue,
In the long line of excuses standin' in the same queue.
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do,
Truly learn to love, wot you don't wanta do.
Quit wrestlin' shadows and fightin', what's black 'n blue.
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do.
I've been hidin' from the hard stuff.
Puttin' off what's overdue. Lord ain't it true!
But the trick is to learn to love it.
See the gold a'hidin' in what you're goin' through.
Funny thing about your stubborn resistance—
it'll wear your spirit right through to the bone.
Till you learn to dance with troubling things,
like an old friend a'findin' his way back home.
I cursed the rain clouds till I loved dancin' in the rain,
Cursed cold mornings till I saw red 'n gold in dawn again.
Excuses were the burden, stackin' up in plain view,
The bitter the medicine it tastes, the better it heals you.
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do,
Truly learn to love, wot you don't wanta do.
Quit wrestlin' shadows and fightin', what's black 'n blue.
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do.
So I kicked aside excuses, sent them down the road.
Stopped askin' "Why Me?", and picked up the load.
Not so bad, when you got started, a pleasant change of view.
You gotta love 'em, or they'll choke your chimney's flue.
Funny how the weight gets lighter once you push on through.—
The job ain't prettier, but the sky's still shinin' azure blue.
With real worth and purpose, now it's wot you wanta do.
And the pile gets ever smaller, the more you choose to do!
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do,
Truly learn to love, wot you don't wanta do.
Quit wrestlin' shadows and fightin', what's black 'n blue.
You gotta love - wot you don't wanta do.
While constipation kept me in arrears,
asper daily writing,
thus ordinarily straight forward
practiced process culling material,
(a daily endeavor generally mastered
by your truly), this moment bares
with more difficulty, thus derriere's
functionality created backlog
(of personal business),
hence presenting literary chops,
a real bummer today,
disgruntlement with Fanny Pack,
(which gripe flares
cheeks) pitted me considerably
behind schedule, so...here's
the scoop (hoop fully solid explanation
for my absence) amidst
virtual chattering class
otherwise known as Face booking,
Instagramming, and Whatsapp
pin with ma Jeers
zee Boyz'n the hood,
ah...also dem "Back Street Boys"
oh mother f***er...,
I just learned day got eliminated
and blocked, (cuz o' their wiped out,
wasted, sunken,
flushed, dumpy untidily
bowled over appearances),
Sergeant Scott Coreless forced their
evacuation citing Lumineers
as more ass toot,
hence the emcee then welcomed,
opening dreck "Johnny On The Spot,"
and the "The Proctologists,"
who performed before nares
Naked Lady sighted spectators, with
lovers spooning within cheeky pairs
otherwise, essentially a pooped out crowd
sitting on their haunches,
while myself perched
some distance away
with my comfortably numb tuckus
atop the porcelain Goddess
a awaiting emetic to expel
for iCloud to finish updating
before continuing with sign out...
from this Macbook Pro,
which aye sheepishly pro state
as the long winded soup peer
re: or (flatulence riddled) explanation.
here at gadgados we keep loosing them employees
the other day me was so frustrated threatened a quit
the MD heard of it i was summoned to the big office
whats the problem.. don't complain about your duties
do it this way do it that way accomplish it this way finito..
the MD didn't mince his words and i begged for a better pay
i begrudging backlog and overload and appreciation
him assuring we need you.. i never quit so i took a leave
am back to the hassle and tassle as i look for daily bread
of providence and work and great redemptive power
the power and ability to pay my bills thou an artist..
it inst easy living by art in this beloved nation of art
i am not a quitter but i nearly quit and weeks later
am handed a letter its a promotion and better pay
dated the same day i had wanted to resign from duty
lewis nyaga
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