Long Consigns Poems
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Purpose firms act
With steady poise,
Passion with tact
Can manage choice.
Motive and sense
Seed a sure fate,
Go beyond tense
To live fond date.
Song and story
Adapt to style,
Dance feeds feisty
To curl a smile.
Salute the day
That comes with fest,
Align cheer's say
In brilliant jest.
Spirit sparks soul
In body-mind,
Heart feels a whole
In oneness kind.
Touch frames the treats
That offer joy,
Cheer makes things sweet
As zest employs.
Early or late
In space and time,
Consigns a fate
In vivid chimes.
Words set in rhymes
Create a feel,
Thought dazzles grime
In pulse that heals.
Listen and see
A vibrant poise,
Observe and be
True voice by choice.
Go round and round
In easy bloom,
Hear the clear sounds
Of love that grooms.
Leon Enriquez
15 May 2015
Singapore
Live lovely looks
Bright blessings book
Craze consigns crook
Oomph orders ooze
Beer bottle booze
Senile sense snooze
Go gather good
Mix motive mood
Fashion fine food
Leapfrog lame lines
Flavours frame fine
Muse mellows mine
Do design deed
Free fragrant feed
Waste wallows weed
Live lazy light
See sparkling sights
Blooms blossom bright
Rush rescues run
Play prunes pure pun
Sight scotching sun
Seed spacious start
Hurl healing heart
Pleasure primes part
Clever clowns croon
Night nurtures noon
Belief bears boon
Real rustic room
Blessings burst bloom
Glimpse gracious gloom
Meet moments meek
Special sign seek
Prime pleasure peeks
Leon Enriquez
28 Feb 2014
Singapore
We feel the surge of magnetism divine
filling our emptiness, as we align
with the love pulsation, choosing to merge
as bliss currents benign, gently so purge
core of our consciousness as God assigns
Shifting from I-me-mine to Thee-Thou-Thine
self existent love, for love alone pines
paving way for the divine bliss upsurge
we feel the surge
As detached presence, self to love consigns
voice of the conscience becomes our guideline
in-form nodes, to the pulse divine converge
within Gods light we completely submerge
melding at last within His sublime shrine
we feel the surge
19-March-2021
When all there is might seem a mess,
Adrift, far out to sea
When all there is seems somehow less
Than what it ought to be
We cannot know, but we can guess
We are the fantasy.
As planets move within their spheres,
We see their harmony;
Watch birds in flight migrating steer,
In synchronicity;
We choose the truth when it appears
We are the fantasy
The faithful claim what god has made
Cannot be a mistake
And others say the whole charade
Is nothing but a fake
But somehow on the top we’re laid;
Like icing on the cake
We measure microscopic things
We cannot even see
Watch dust clouds pushed by cosmic winds
Out of the galaxy
We fly with ideas spread like wings
We are the fantasy
All that there is, our science consigns
To mass and energy
We order stars to our designs
To snare our destiny
We join the dots; we draw the lines
We are the fantasy.
Falling leaves
Paragraphs wind blown;
Telling a story
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Two carrot cakes
Different recipes;
Delightful outcomes
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House work calls
Busy with home work;
Fastidious hands
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Watch what happens
Random rain wets;
Harsh heatwave irrigates
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Yes once again
That time of year;
Haze adds colour
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Geopolitics confers
Conflict confronts calm;
Uneasy peace
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This great stretch
Sea and boundaries;
So many claims
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Difficult choices
No middle path;
Fumble taking sides
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So much here
Activity consigns;
Cash like ammo
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Profound question:
Why ask why?
So many times
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Cheery children
Play prunes prank;
Laughter frolics
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Leon Enriquez
09 April 2016
Singapore
Dad, is this the will I once craved?
All your jewels you have sold,
On penury your will engraved,
A fortune no hands can hold.
Your will holds lies that I see through,
Nothing of worth it defines,
And your conscience never pricks you,
To waste heap your will consigns.
I wept you left me not a house,
Yet you built many, I know;
Not that I grumble or carouse,
But my spirit you laid low.
I thought I'd get more from your will,
For you died wealthy, you did,
Your writ reveals a barren till,
And leaves me all I forbid.
I am your only child alive,
Your legacy lies in vain,
The grave where your true wealth should thrive
Holds silence, loss, and disdain.
Perchance, this is but your feigned death,
Then spare me this cold meanness;
Grief I'll wrest from my labored breath,
Till truth is told with keenness.
Journey Journal Page
NEW YEAR THOUGHTS
By Leon Enriquez
New year bright
So set your sights
On living light
New year hopes
So frame your scope
Sage, fool or dope
New year sighs
Goodwill to try
Moments now ply
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New year thoughts
Nice fragrant lot
Kind play and plot
New year dreams
So much to stream
Rise up like cream
New year trance
Dare take a chance
To sing and dance
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New year feel
So much to thrill
Start with goodwill
New year poise
Focus fine voice
Start with fond choice
New year bliss
Live happy gist
On your short list
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New year smiles
Gather worthwhile
Finesse that style
New year play
Work your own way
This very day
New year grace
Lights up your face
In time and space
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New year lease
With actual peace
That brings fine ease
New year lines
Yes yours and mine
As touch consigns
New year cheer
As soul draws near
With heart sincere
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New year wit
With fine fond bits
As humour fits
New year grand
From friend to friend
To prosper trends
New year mood
For all things good
Great thoughts for food
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Leon Enriquez
02 January 2024
Singapore
Chizzie,
Your magical kiss electrifies my poor soul,
it soothes my dry tongue with your salivary honey.
It satisfies my innate needs like money
earnestly sought for to meet every set goal
listed in a schedule of a lifetime's needs.
Any time I gaze at you, your beauty feeds
my creative imagination with words
that would strike any heart with a thousand swords.
Your entertaining presence is rewarding,
every nice moment of it is worth studying.
It sets my loving heart ablaze with passion,
and consigns boredom to utter extinction.
Chizzie,
When will our love be sealed with your covenant kiss?
which would guarantee us both a life of bliss?
When will my doubts be settled at the altar?
When we shall sing happily with a psalter?
I sit and watch
Contentment seizes --
Magic happens
Pathways within
An unseen mind --
Manipulates madness
Logic questions sense
Molehill reservations --
Rapture says nothing
Re-discover pulse
In tired ways --
Let zest escalate
Time comes and goes
Breezy as the zephyr --
Cool tonic water
Opinions stacked
Feedback confronted --
Cynic attending
Islands apart
Sun-tan lotion --
SPF 100
Conflict and pain
Raw nerves mangled --
Sanguine refrains
Word for word
Not much to say --
Only haphazard itch
Cross road signage
Beware of traffic --
In all directions!
Wet market scene
Buying and selling --
Brisk business attends
Sometimes
Life consigns each --
Unnoticed dash
Good book
In small hands --
Reading preferred
Small talk
Short quirky lines --
Brief salvation
Change of mind
Strange affair --
Rites of passage
Leon Enriquez
06 June 2014
Singapore
Meet that strange choice at life's fork road,
Yet risk consigns a confused mind;
Sense knows a voice that bears the load,
Teaser aligns conflict in kind;
Impeach odd times with awkward glitch,
***** curious sighs flavour the scene;
Urge punctures chimes as fortunes pitch,
Expect vain cries to ooze between.
Mind shows matter what magic thinks,
Allow old fears to fall away;
Glimpse thoughts tender that bridge new links,
Instruct bold cheer to fill this day;
Charm grooms a touch that casts fine spells,
Keep poise as such where choice can dwell.
Leon Enriquez
09 March 2016
Singapore