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fatty deposit usurped
my washboard physique
I can no longer lay claim
as pencil necked geek
mute tinny utterances futile
to write and/or speak
as recourse to cope with
displeasing body morphology
tis good n plenti humor I seek
to offset feeling morose, and
regular exercise regime to tweak
objectionable physiognomy,
would offend classic Greek
aesthetically lean body mass index
even lions, tigers, or bears,
would consider yours truly a freak
actually never in mein kampf,
as lovely bones creak
acceptance of physical,
(nor mental) self e'en as pipsqueak
wrought intimations just short
re: abominable mortal kombat total hate
me snow kidding man plus
loathing mine anatomical trait
invariably pitched mental
health in dire strait
I haint shy stating greater part
of life (mine) where fate
found me beset with feeling morose
inner dialogue tête-à-tête
attributed to more'n
one countless reason
sunk teeth into anorexia
as pit iff full adolescent date
even now chief among
reasons with rhyme, aye lowly rate
being adipose fatty deposit usurped
washboard physique long ancient history
no surprise competency not great
passive withdrawn demeanor set precedent
concomitantly plagued with
submucous cleft palate being risk averse,
in tandem being diminutive height meant
easy scapegoat target leant
convenience and regularly meant
chased, mocked, taunted...
by bullies helped rent
psyche asunder during impressionable years
nonetheless acutely cogent
whatever that might be worth, this gent
laments good n plenti
centsless opportunities got misspent
finding empowerment thru writing only recent
endeavor to cope with
empty nest syndrome event.
Illumination from the entrance
Make it vivid that Jefferson is ‘crazy’
Scripts splatter on the bare floor
Engulf with writings from the mind
Dramatizing the lines with emotions
Aghast! I stand watching the Jefferson
Displaying competency in a dramatics loom
Madness of characterization of the lines make the
Poems visible from his drama the dance steps
in resonance with the utterances as he maneuvers moves stealthily
is Jefferson crazy?
Before I could write the last line
Suddenly, he falls and breathes endlessly
He lay like a tired butterfly…
Have you seen one before?
‘I don’t have a pen’ he recounts
‘I don’t have a pen ‘ he utters breathing heavily
I don’t have a pen too I respond
I was just writing from my mind
On the table I see the line
‘I don’t have a pen’.
Competency is living your truth
Creating your life, as if it was never really here
For it is not and cannot be as long as you are there
Looking out of a fishbowl
That needs to be broken
So you can swim in oceans, not bowls
Respect yourself enough to take the action steps now
Do not squander ten or thirty years wishing aloud
For the things you were never brave enough to go after.
Run with all of your might
Toward the you whom you have
Yearned to know since the beginning.
Pick up your sad sorry self, and wipe the
depression off your chest. scrape it with a pancake spatula
throwing it onto the sorry gray tile you have always hated
Set fire to the TV and the computer.
You are opportunity.
You are possibility.
You are invincible.
Go out naked, into the light.
Throw open the sun.
Just go,
Create the faerie pirate queen
You know is inside pounding to get out.
How many times does it take,
Before death isn't seen?
Where this wave of rampant shootings,
Will open minds that can convene.
This basic legal premise, has
Evolved with little in its wake.
As states control its usage,
While a nation suffers heartache.
There's no simplicity to an answer,
Only a convoluted complexity all around.
With a range of, 'more is better' to
'Less is needed', to keep all safe & sound.
While its constitutionality is firmly entrenched,
Can ownership be somehow reserved?
Where common sense won't trample the NRA,
And they can live with those most deserved.
Because if we look at the simple facts, this
Powerful group cares nothing of law, only sales.
While manufacturing the love of the 2nd amendment,
With little time spent on murderous details.
So what solutions are possibly out there,
That may aid in this time of distress?
Such that real progress can be seen & measured,
And senseless killings become truly, far less.
Causal roots have been unearthed & discovered,
Yet rarely acted upon with a firm resolve.
As time tends to add to forgetfulness, and
Other distractions add more to dissolve.
So it is here I'll propose some ideas, where
Common sense is the road to be used.
With a goal of increased security, while
Liabilities can be reduced and recused.
Starting with age as a common thread, the
Age of 18 or 21 is constantly bantered about.
My thoughts involve complete licensing,
Certifying their competency to own, with less doubt.
Secondly, the securing of these weapons needs to be
Addressed, so they're not lent or stolen, back & forth.
And with bio-metrics to add responsibility,
This can lessen those fears, south to north.
There are surely more ideas that can be
Discussed, and lead to compromise.
Then maybe some actions would help to insure,
That lives were saved, in those youthful eyes.
Qu'ry this: a chivalrous charlatan, I,
Dareth feign to pen thy prop'r aspect?
Aye, f'r thy legitimate contours art yet
Ov'rwhelmingly stagg'ring to the gazeth,
And if beheld by the ingraft m'rtal, thus,
Wouldst rend'r those folk stunn'd to reticence.
Such provocative p'rfection f'r a prop'r prose
Pedestal doth now standeth thy outlines.
If 't only the ink of mine own quill flow'd with
The langu'rous liquidity of thy libidinous limbs.
W'rds danceth off the wit at but a glance
Of thy exquisite epid'rmal embodiment,
W'rds liketh touch, tickleth, tease, tempteth.
Coequal the wisest of w'rdsmiths wouldst strain
To holdeth nigh and effectual, the phrasing
Of the diaphanous d'rmal dialogue that
Elucidates the sultry "esses" yond thy
Shadow paints on the walls and flo'rs.
Only those bless'd as i, without pure
Sight of the eye, art accomplish'd
Enough to appropriate a competency
Of fair and f'rm'd appreciation and
Charact'rization, of the voluptuous
P'rtions that composeth thy physique.
Those such as i w're b'rn to the burden
Of the darkness, but also bless'd to the
Bearing of the tactile and touchable.
Mine own pen is the palm, the fing'rtip,
The soft application of skin-to-skin contact,
The int'rpretation of v'ry tiny electrical
Impulses from ev'rything integumentary,
And the und'rstanding of all that keen
Inf'rmation being convey'd to the brain. Alloweth
Me readeth thee anon, alloweth me putteth tactile
"Pen" to the pages of mine own soul and psyche,
Alloweth me writeth a st'ry th're upon thee, alloweth
Me knoweth with mine own fing'rs and palms
The wond'rful w'rds that describeth thee in all
Thy immaculate, sublime consummation,
Alloweth me abs'rb the text of thy curve'd f'rm,
And lighteth the darkness of mine own blind w'rld.
Transf'rm this beshrew into mine own blessing.
Alloweth me beholdeth thee as nay oth'r ev'r shall.
As a st'ry, biography, adventure, book, a tale ...
Without end.
ACROSTIC ODE TO SINGAPORE
Urge strikes a feel and flow of obvious appeal,
See a tiny red-dot enroute to places,
Embracing the path of economic will.
Bestow on this land of many dear faces
Use of timely ideas and productive strides,
Yield to our people fond smiles and fine graces.
See this island nation in Asiatic tides,
Immersed with multi-racial community,
Now living the modern age with bustling pride.
Glimpse beyond the struggles of democracy,
Align the prospects of resolute progress:
Pursuit of excellence and competency.
Opting to serve the world via business express,
Reaching outwards and upwards through ample trade,
Exploring better ways and means to progress.
Join our contemporary lifestyle parade:
Open minds that make ordinary things great,
Yes we embark on a quest to keep our grades.
Now and here we gather our wits to greet fate,
Open our hearts to make lifelong learning fit,
Willing to work our way to wealthy estates.
Give all we got to spur progress more discrete,
Employ our best efforts to niche steady bits,
Trust in the truth to live our national grit.
Make what you will of our solemn choice of wit:
Echo our song beyond scenarios that pit.
(Notes: This work is an Ode written in Terza Rima. Each line has eleven syllables throughout for the tercet verses (3-line per verse) and for the final couplet of 2-line verse. I have also added a new part into this Ode: an Acrostic element. This is just an idea to make the composition more interesting and offer another perspective to the reader. This acrostic fit is definitely more cumbersome but well worth the wordplay and effort. Tell me what you think if you have a comment to make. Thanks.)
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Leon Enriquez
06 Mar 2014
Singapore
There is a great epidemic
sweeping across the land,
that convinces foolish minds
they are bold and grand,
convinces them mere existence
makes them legendary,
I’m talking now about the cruse
of unearned self-esteem.
You see it in the young folk,
most still under twenty-five,
taught all their life they’re special,
Into this line they buy,
proclaiming their own greatness
by texting friends endlessly,
call them out, they take offense
thanks to unearned self-esteem.
Then there are those women
who think their lady-parts
make them special people
with no stink to their farts.
But being one of every two
is nothing noteworthy,
no different from those before,
save for unearned self-esteem.
And who can forget those people
who say it’s about tint,
who demand special treatment
because of their pigment,
those who say your life is just
criss-crossed ‘identities,’
skin-color is not an accomplishment,
ditch the unearned self-esteem.
The worst of the infected
are the terminal PC-crowd,
the group-think of raw emotion
trumpeted out loud,
convinced that they’re enlightened
while mouthing malarkey,
they’d rule us with with an iron fist,
blame the unearned self-esteem.
Real esteem is something earned
by facing weighty truths,
it’s built up as you navigate
the ravages of youth.
It cares not for fame or fortune,
its end is competency,
when you master the task at hand
you’re then worthy of esteem.
It’s not some trendy label,
or a group you are within,
real esteem is built up slowly,
from win stacked upon win.
And when your self is mastered,
it’s plain for all to see,
you’ll have no need for illusion,
you’ll have earned real self-esteem.
It is not only the weather that is unreliable these days.
Spring cleaning now happens only in most people's dreams,
Or when something lost leave few alternatives,
To entering the domain of spiders and other creepy crawlies,
And praying there are no wasp nests.
For me it was a chance to declutter and re-arrange ,
While my wife was out of range,
And it seemed the right time to make the change,
While my body is still up to the challenge,
And my mind still within the recommended competency range,
That reduces the need for an ambulance to arrange.
Of course it may not have happened in any season
If my daughter had not given a good reason,
To prepare for her moving back in this winter season.
With our grandson, to give me even more reason.
Blessings* from God abound!!!
They come flourishing by His grace
flowing through His mercy
overtaking along His compassion:
…faith’s performance … virtue’s elegance
…servanthood delight … leadership light
…trust-steadfastness … obedience-willingness
…kindness fervency … stewardship competency
…soulwinning victory … supplication glory---
These are more precious than earthly gold
priceless as heavenly investment
worthy of sharing generously since...
They are blessings that multiply beyond what's eternal!!!
*Deuteronomy 28:2 And all these blessings shall come on thee, and overtake thee, if thou shalt hearken unto the voice of the LORD thy God.
July 13, 2019
Edited on February 22, 2023
I can caress a mind with soothing words
humor and stability
I dress in fashionable attire
a crooked cap and dungarees
the gators i have upon my feet
shine with a wax and gloss
gold shimmers from my four front teeth
the other two i lost
Now usually i approach and whisper
privately into a woman ear
telling her exactly what i want to do
in a way she wants to hear
so that later on that evening
when the sun has lost its glare
I'll be deep sea diving
grasping handfuls of her hair
I dedicate this to a great many friends with the charisma and competency to say whatever,
to do whatever.. I call their style Thug Passion.....
.....JP.....11/6/05