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Denouement
The plot thickens broadens in plastered confused juxtapositions
over time there and then weaves tapestries lost unfound caught
Viscous tears dried out shed rivers searching oases oceans of love
squeeze suffering hatred solid misconceptions scripted resolve
Crocheted dreams unsnarled in disguise colour rainbows stain-bows
stain blows and arrows offer inkblots from coiled council reconcile
Waters cascades cataclysmic beginnings alleviate alluvion’s weight
skirmish tease entice droplets of truths splashing change alteration
Naïve native losses childish unadulterated tangential torrents unfold
allude inundate delude adulthoods’ illusions commence from afresh
Under the bridges of ricocheted echoes trickle drops from Styx to
Ganges feed and contend with the seagulls and vultures of life
The story line concocts and conceives tell retells and remembers
the past as it blends narrates a misty final initiation’s webbed spray
Resolute resolution wets the gills washes clouds spins them around
until springs guzzle project thoughtful narration to entangle once more
Denouement Renewal De-new-ment confer contain depositions repositioned
as some tangling wisdom posits one swims in the same ocean never again
09th August 2016
Originally entered for contest 'Denouement' judged 24th August 2016
Fire within bowels of earth,
stretch and yawn in bubbling mirth,
transforming every life form
by divine magnetism warm.
In as ordained we all rise,
ascending to heart’s surprise,
wherein flame of love is lit,
taking soul to the summit.
Vibration rise, gift of grace,
steadies heart, slows thought flow pace
and we respond in delight,
as bliss cascades day and night.
Schumann’s resonance risen,
lets us escape fear prison
but we must choose to be still,
upon which voids within fill.
There’s nothing we need to do,
save letting bliss beats renew,
taking us straight to heaven,
through body chakras seven.
Written: February 19, 2024
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Loving with a lucent locus is Lissom,
mooring a mystic's sibylline moves
as Felicity finds me, I float forward,
fusing both fantasies' fused yaws,
a rendezvous with time
rejecting zigzag of a jigsaw mind
love acts as a "kinematic" spark
your pulse kept me vibrant
a wave of love washed over us
yet, venom was tossed onto me
without my love, you won't survive
I am an artist shaping your fate,
our bedtime talks are ethereal.
Your loving bird of paradise
flies from earth to sky.
fuchsia fragranced feathers.
beauteous bliss, priss-phobic parody
enhances mental sensuality.
rain sings a warm tune tonight.
I'm trapped by my heartbeat calm.
I find serene places akin to cascades.
lowering my long-standing anxiety.
I unleash angels' shadows.
who redeems me from deceit?
Fulfilled fears, ritualistic romance,
split subtlety spreads semantics
true, clear steps to achievement
love: related to "pretend" and "extend"
means can indicate a cease
where symptoms swirl
honest answers might seem harsh
watch a wild waltz; wind is winsome,
reconsider before choosing
the dynamic nature of love
is subject to a sporadic storm.
Her heart longs for a reunion,
Ignore grayness of twilight
drifting in scented love letters
crafted on the smooth seashore
stored in translucent glass vessels,
featuring ageless verses
the jars shall traverse estuaries,
that brought her to his hallowed Isle
dotted with perennial blooms
gemmed shells evoke tropical muses,
tomorrow, she'll be by his side,
held by harmless sun-kissed kalon
I sense your silky swell serenading me,
fleeringly, with feeling
your imagination has created me
a vivid version of amethyst and deep sapphire,
voicing in verse, vibrant verve unfetter me
Your intriguing muse has a bright spirit.
As the first light of morning, gently breaks the night’s dark spell,
The world awakens softly, in hues of pink and pastel.
A symphony begins to play, so tender and so grand,
As dawn caresses the slumbering earth, with its gentle, glowing hand.
The robin, herald of the day, lifts its voice to sing,
A melody that tenderly, ushers in the spring.
The dew-kissed petals slowly unveil, their colors, vibrant and bright,
Embracing the delicate warmth, of the softly glowing light.
Mountains cloak themselves in hues, of orange, pink, and gold,
A sight of majestic tranquility, timeless and bold.
Rivers shimmer with reflections, of the emerging, splendid sky,
As they meander through the landscapes, under the watchful eye.
Grasses dance with the whispering wind, in a rhythmic, graceful sway,
Celebrating the arrival, of a brand new day.
The horizon, painted skillfully, with strokes so wide and free,
Invites the sun to climb aboard, and bathe the world in glee.
In every gentle rustle of leaves, and in the buzzing of the bees,
We hear the symphony of dawn, carried on the breeze.
As light cascades upon the world, from the radiant, rising sphere,
Let’s welcome in the promise, of a day that’s fresh and clear.
In the symphony of dawn, may our spirits also rise,
And dance with unbridled joy, beneath the vast, blue skies.
For each day brings new melodies, and opportunities to be,
Part of this wondrous, endless cycle, in life’s eternal sea.
It started with a scent, a touch, from him,
Something once loved, now causes fear deep within.
The wrong joke, look or word said,
Would cause him to see red.
Screaming, shouting, pushing, shoving,
Abusive words and bloodied fists replaced all the loving.
Caressing fingers, now clench a throat fighting for air,
Blood running into eyes, blurring the horrified stare.
As the world grows dark and consciousness fades,
Suddenly, I snap back and hopelessness cascades.
Crushing the terrified soul of the beaten one,
That this nightmare is not quite done.
Broken, bloodied, bruised, and battered,
A soul that feels lost, alone, and shattered.
Then one day a voice screams from within,
You've survived this far! NOW, get away from him!
Taking a chance, darting out the door,
Running for a life so he can't hurt it anymore.
Never again will I let a man think he can beat me into submission,
I've learned I matter, TO ME, and no one can take that, not even him.
*This is very personal to me. I was in an abusive relationship when I was 18, but I survived and swore that it would never happen again. I'm now in a healthy and happy relationship with my husband and 7yr old boy. Both of which I am very grateful for.
MOONGLOW 2
Words sculpt
Moments frozen;
Death stalking
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In one swift stride
Joy ride ends;
Broken romance
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Swift dash
Purpose crumbles;
Hide-and-Seek
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Bamboo screen
Leafy mirage;
Old China glimpses
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Peach blossoms
September harvest;
Longevity sums
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Arc of new moon
Bright aura spreads;
Lovers by old bridge
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China Yunnan tour
Moments recalled;
Old town bazaar
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Dreams float
View the highlights;
Notice bright hues
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Whispers
Soft breath;
Windy cascades
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In the deep dark
Night set free;
Dreamtime constellations
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Sad melancholy
Lingering pain;
Lonely lover waits
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Leon Enriquez
20 September 2015
Singapore
In a corner of the mind remembered
by everyone,
when it happens, keeping time,
with deja vuic depths
of the trace- of bottom lines.
Silver tune beams shall appear,
emanating from the celestial cry.
Breathing life into the silvent depths within,
"Omnipicrore Asphere Oblen Eye."
Awakening emotions, where love has been,
river dry.
Verses will ignite the spark within,
let the echoes of passion in,
whip a certain whirl of spin from third eye.
Righteousness's Palladin
in hymn-potent growl,
ancient gutteral language of the heart, upright,
leaves an indelible mark,
a lasting art of form against any doubt.
Why it's been called from throughout, to fight.
Power cascades, a river of yester tide,
in its wake,
strength shall forever agile sublime-be, the abide.
Hope, risen from ashes aflame,
will faith as our guide, we'll never be tamed.
In jaspered tighs and lender touch,
Lies the alchemy of love, deep and doeth much.
Let the verses dance upon your tongue,
avow aniie.
Unveiling emotions with every armored rung, alight,
till eternity is shared and justice has been done.
Lets ride.
THIRSTY
My thirst oozing with champagne in goblet
Melting into our mutual craving
Following indigo line on sunset
Misty dusty dusk, sky is engraving.
The tingling tremor, the lingering urge
Watching dormant desires being drowsy
Effervescence of love cascades to surge.
Amour oscillates somnolent dozy.
We float and sink in pearly passion
Dear , come closer! My most precious gem!
Memories of our love are in procession
Our ethereal unison to claim.
I am yours you are mine, fledged forever,
In Earth or Heaven, joint endeavour.
The gods are returning home again
Home again, home again,
Into the waters of these playful streams
Into the cascades of falling stars
Into the foaming glitter over lost dreams.
The gods are returning home again
Into the un-peace of this possible place
Dancing on the doorsteps of a neighbouring universe
Collecting flocks they gather grace
At the scum sketched shore.
The gods are returning home again
The pounding of their feet is heard once more
On the husks of the clouds above the gardens
In these watercoloured hills.
The gods are returning home again
Thumping, thumping, home again
Over the mush fields of mindless country men,
The gods are coming home again, my dear
The gods are coming home again I hear.
Drinks fridge murmurs accusations at me
Seals connect with whoosh of door close
Defuses incriminating strip of lights lairy
Where I go from this station, God knows!
Lady taking my coins sneers, fat old wench
Bottled coffee shaking, I scope the scene
Funny country fuel stop, platform with bench
Five feet above bowsers, no other beings
Infusing creamy caffeine flows frozen veins
Squinting, suddenly morning haze is scared
Flung away by fireball promising burn's pain
Screech of rest room door makes me aware
Swaggered jean jostling cowboy, crotch itch
Rips sunstruck silver jangle of keys unfurled
His calloused hands fondle freedom tickets
Flanellette shirt, dog fur dull unkempt curls
Moment slipping, I extend my leg, stretched
Sandshoe foot dangled bare ankled amber
His attentive sway, reaction I needed to get
Casual smile exchange shows easy candour
Disappeared Adam's apple displays his nerves
Flipped flaxen cascades accompany my laughs
I appear the type of slender he doesn't deserve
Ask mystery man where his bloody car's parked
Bow legged, he saunteringly walks me across
Feet scuff on rough bitumen arrest birds
Chrome, maroon forty year old ute's new gloss
Brings his chest thrust pride, without words
Thick doors reassuringly clunk open, vynyl
Glides my compact package, legs swung in
Sun warmed cabin smells of 70's revival
Decomposing foam, dashboard shrinking
Glances to get my approval of rev shudder
I grin, grab the arm rest in readiness
Rear wheels kick dust, bold engine thunders
Gravel edges send intended impediment
Thrumming along open road, windows down
Throw my medusas in mad frenzy, big relief
Inserts itself, I need to get out of this town
Need him to take me there, encounter brief
10th September 2020