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a good axe, a fine form and a full house
can you dig this scene of clockwork clowns?
little hierarchies 'mongst the mediocre
I'm all too often hit when this stuff comes down
watch that river running in reverse
you will not see me, not if I should see you first
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the brothel basement, walled in, tortured soul
blind to beauty from pillar to post
sings like a cowboy, never once saw a horse
'standing in what looks like bordelaise sauce
should you think that it could get no worse
you don't phase me, not in any universe
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walk barefoot n' I've got dirty feet
like any sailor far away from sea
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with a little love, what is there to lose?
no one going nowhere no time soon
inane skeletons, all poised for conquest
n' falling nothing short of the burlesque
over-hyped, deluded amateurs
we'll step outside, I'll take anything that hurts
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watching the river run in reverse
you will not see me, not if I should see you first
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Apt as kind grace
Style sculpts your face
Apt sanguine charm
Aligns sure psalm
Apt as fine form
Smiles etch your norms
Apt precious heart
True love imparts
Apt as clear will
Your eyes can thrill
Apt comfort heals
Touch frames goodwill
Apt as a breeze
Your gentle squeeze
Apt springtime flair
Our love affair
Apt as sure zest
This grand life quest
Apt starting gaze
True love fills craze
Apt as swift flow
Start and end shows
Apt ending light
Sense coming night
Apt as a plot
Fill in sweet thoughts
Apt life for two
Just me and you
Leon Enriquez
23 February 2015
Singapore
Six years on foot
Through far and hurdling paths like wilderness
My secondary learning root
Which taught me to taste and endure bitterness
Oh my brain of rational thoughts:
In the mornings it felt cold but fresh
And in the noons hot but full of competence
Yet I in wisdom remained afresh.
My shirt white was not as it was
The trousers blue-black could hardly its colour survive
Of them were made other fashions
And the prescribed white shoes to serve—
Pedestrianizing both on rocky roads and tars,
Loosing its first fine form gradually—
I should always to say thanks and sorry.
We Trinitarians were a mere picture of the colonial missionaries.
In school we lunched our books
As we were often empty-in-pocket:
We would go hungry and return angry
Battled we with school's ups and downs
Nothing to better to eat
But either drank groceries,
Or fill our stomachs with water from the bloody tap
Those days were best but not happiest to us.
The school Holy Trinity would never be the weak's
For only the strongest could survive;
Some would exit or fall out
It'd always be the best
Entity of extreme excellence
All boys sound and brimmed!
Catapult of coiling character
All boys virtuous and righteous!
Today, we are proud alumni
Eligible to rendering to our country services
To prove that we did learn from the school.
Now in sure time watch space greet fate,
Ask for bold zest to brave each fear;
Touch moves deep chimes here at the gate,
Instruct the best to dare endear;
One by one see your cherished lot,
Note how time jerks life's challenge grand
Aim thus to be working your thoughts,
Love ever works purpose and trend.
Align sure heart with mindful grace,
Nurture fine form as substance moves;
Thrill in fond art bold highs you trace,
Hurl thus clear norms that fit new grooves;
Enter and be what passion grows,
Merge with love's sea as vision shows.
Leon Enriquez
12 October 2016
Singapore
(Dedication: For my loving family)
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Joy fills my heart
Let love now start
Peace of mind floods
Sense pulse of blood
Live with fond zest
Bold wit, clear jest
Faith knows the way
Hope fills each day
Love sculpts fine form
Zeal spans wise norm
Deed springs grand flow
Grace works sure glow
Look close and see
Truth feeds beauty
Time heals all pain
Primes all I gain
Here is a place
Now fields the trace
Poise wears a voice
Love echoes choice
See beyond things
Glimpse what life brings
Leon Enriquez
20 July 2014
Singapore
~ The night's alive and a-shiver ~
The moon's a sliver
a hammock without strings
a pale banana with wings
The night's alive and a-shiver
Just you and me on a musical spree
hitting the clubs, dancing up a storm
sleek in our costumes, displaying fine form
Doing the splits cross the floor, spread-kneed
The hour grows late, but what do we care
feeling boundless energy nearly exploding
at midnight we drink a toast to re-loading
Ahead of us lay new and brave dares
Tick-tock, one o'clock; it is already two
Our hearts are still young, but our feat feel weary
We retreat to a corner, vision somewhat bleary
So we sing Auld Lang Syne and down a few...
Brrrrrriiiing goes the alarm. 6 am. Can it be?
Time to shake a leg, get out ahead of the day
The music and dancing yet whirling in our heads
We turn off the blinking alarm, and go back to bed
(Dedication: For my wife Ann with fond gratitude.)
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In your calm sight
I see the light
Shine very bright
In feel most right
In your fine soul
I come to know
A poignant whole
That ever shows
In your embrace
I know kind grace
Now face to face
In time and space
In your love grand
I find blessing
A lover friend
A glimpse thrilling
In your sure light
I find my way
To precious sights
Each brand new day
In your kind eyes
My world now rooms
With happy sighs
And floral blooms
In your sure way
Home and heart glows
Fond cheer that plays
A mystic show
In your fine form
Love comes to call
In sublime norms
Despite life's gall
In start and end
We come around
With hearts that blend
In timeless grounds
Leon Enriquez
18 April 2017
Singapore