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Leon Enriquez
18 August 2014
Singapore
A storm blew in when I peered into his dark eyes
Fearing lightning would strike in bolts of midnight fire
Wanting his touch, though it might lead to my demise
Then full lips swept over mine, igniting desire
Thunder roared in my head with each deepening kiss
I heard it drumming in warm breaths against my ear
Fingertips danced lightly over naked skin. This
symphony sings in my heart each time he draws near
Desperate urges and needs filled my torrid mind
I murmured in soft sighs against his stubbled cheek
whispers of hunger, I'd never before defined
He sated my desires when they reached fever peak
Storms are strong passionate tempests at this man's side
We ride on crashing waves higher than at flood tide
Critics
Wrote a poem in the sand,
Wonder how it fares if left alone,
Will it bear on its own merits
Or juxtapose by meddling hands,
Meantime, sun-dries it again,
Wind shifts it broad and thin,
Indelible puddles left by rain,
Sand critters pop out and in,
A boy and his ball rolls along,
With a long sigh, looks on down,
Builds a sandcastle then leaves,
Ebbtide gone, flood tide flows cleanly,
I returned, stood and discern,
Comme ci, comme ca, c'est la vie.
14th line English translated from French, "Like this, like that, that is life."
05/09/2019
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old poems, FREE VERSE (003)
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Love songs softly flow on a Summer's breeze,
Lyrics trilled by doves in sweet melodies.
My vagabond heart meanders no more
for you've given yours to me, mon amour.*
Your kisses assuage my hunger and thirst.
Deluged by emotions, my heart shall burst.
A treasure, no longer beyond my reach.
A prayer answered when I did beseech.
You are the brightest star in midnight's sky
Keeper of my heart when I've need to sigh.
In celestial dreams; ever at my side,
where love abounds in incessant flood tide.
Come with me, my love, across tranquil seas
Sails swept by the mild rush of Summer's breeze
*mon amour: my love
May 7, 2021
Summer Love Sonnet Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
I was not in a wrong place
Neither was it a wrong time when I met my fate
I was unarmed with my sweat’s worth
Another day’s dime in my pocket
I was confronted by a flood tide of an angry crowd
Their faces were unrecognizable, the voices too loud
I looked over my shoulder, there was no one in sight
Pointed accusing fingers rose, I started to take flight
It was too late to escape, the tide caught my feet
My whole body was stampeded and I failed to breathe
I tried to hang on to life but my arms where weak
I could not swim to safety, the shore was bleak
My defenseless body succumbed to the violence
In the attacking mob’s fuming eyes I saw hell’s darkness
As I gasped for breathe
My soul was unshackled from the earth
I ascended into the heavens in God’s hands
As my blood was dripping from my attackers palms
The vengeance became senseless, guilt swallowed their hearts
They left the scene heads down, could not look God in the eye
But I was now free like a bird
Rising above clouds the feeling transcends flying
I thought I would be dead
But on God’s right, I have just become undying
I cry for you now, you who are ladened with hate
I cry for you because the blood of the innocent is never drying
SAY NO TO MOB INJUSTICE
It is an injustice to an innocent soul, to your own soul and to all
Proudly, she carried white carnations and delicate pink roses,
their sweet aroma emanated from her romantic bridal bouquet.
Entwined in the blooms were crystals that would sparkle in poses
of photographs soon to be taken on this, her wedding day.
They'd met when teens, and he was smitten upon first glance
by the twinkle in her eyes and the smile she sent his way.
He gave her white carnations at their first high school dance,
pink roses he presented when she starred in the Senior play.
The crystals were a necklace, worn by her mother, as a bride
It was a way of honoring her loving memory on this occasion
A gift that morning from her father, brought tears in a flood tide
He thought she'd want to carry them; she needed no persuasion
The aisle was lined with petals; pink roses and white carnations,
swept along as she walked, by the train of her alencon lace gown.
They stood, exchanging wedding bands and love's declarations.
On her head she wore carnations and roses, fashioned in a crown.
@10~4~2017@
Roses and Carnations
Sponsor: Julie Rodeheaver
Pathway blocked
Detour around;
Seek alternative route
Look beyond zest
Let message fling;
Align your quest
No customers
Drowsy sales person;
Somnolent afternoon
Bazaar atmosphere
Crowded pathway;
Curious seekers
Mini speakers
Loud digital music;
Screaming upbeat sounds
Popcorn vendor
Long queue waiting;
Small people and parents
Durian season
Pungent suffocation;
Sensory perfection!
Sales season
Great Singapore Sale;
Temptations galore
Diamonds and stones
Sapphires and garnet;
Precious metal settings
Food court delights
Staple dietary fare;
Oriental flavours greet
Looking at something
Finder's keepers;
Standing queue now claims
Time and space
Strange allotments;
Flood tide of moments
Leon Enriquez
11 July 2014
Singapore
nature thrives on bestrewn oddness.
earth is tame in its fresh safeness.
the same for the rest of the world.
yellow, black, and white are all furled.
The geese there on guavas feed.
Cows may swallow the grass and weed
ripe cornflowers peep from the rows
Whelps and brats on each other's paws
From the loud roar of the flood tide
A swell choir of birds bourns each sighed.
High-pitched sparrows nod while they sing.
As crows with coal-eyes play pied string
calm and cool waters of the bay
clear and blue in the light of day.
but when darkness begins to fall.
it is the root sea's soothing call.
Written: March 30, 2022
A storm blew in when I peered into those dark eyes
Fearing lightning would strike in bolts of midnight fire
Wanting his touch, though it might lead to my demise
Then full lips swept over mine, igniting desire
Thunder roared in my head with each deepening kiss
I heard it drumming in warm breaths against my ear
Fingertips danced lightly over naked skin. This
serenade sings in my heart each time he draws near
Desperate urges and needs filled my torrid mind
I murmured in soft sighs against his stubbled cheek
whispers of hunger I'd never before defined
He sated desires I'd never thought I should seek
Love was a passionate storm at my husband's side
Where we floated on waves higher than at flood tide
I heard the drub of rain pelting the roof
Unaware that a storm had been brewing
Roar of thunder, flash of lightning gave proof
that I had no idea, no inkling of what I was doing.
Spirit numbed and body drenched
I ventured into the maelstrom, unaware
or perhaps I didn't care. My eyes were clenched
preventing tears from falling. Loneliness is hard to bear
Sorrow bit at my heels where puddles formed
I swallowed a cry so no one would hear my sobbing
On I trudged while within me the maelstrom stormed
Confusion inside my head, heartbeat throbbing.
Charybdis' whirlpool swirled, trying to drag me in
Crested waves carried me toward its center
The tightrope I walked was a tenuous line
and lost forever I would be if I decided to enter.
On the edge of giving in, I swam for what seemed hours
The surge of flood tide would not claim me tonight
On sanity's shore I sat once more, allowing the showers
to sting my upturned face and have their moment of respite.
March 20, 2023
Writing Challenge - 'M' Words
Sponsor: Constance La France