Long Fruitage Poems

Hello, I come to speak of peace,
The kind which saves the mind from deviation.
To give life to dead instincts,
For the lost throne belonging to black men is found.
Let the whole world come to hear this...

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Suddenly, I would give anything to be near you.
I would buy back our old house, broken down, dilapidated.
Loquat trees and rainbows removed.
Hammocks and honeysuckle given to the wind.
But where would you be?
Would you visit me...

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Journey Journal Page
ON A BAD DAY
By Leon Enriquez


To know the way
True purpose seek
As truth now plays
When vision peaks


Pique your own think
In fruitage ripe
The right verge brink
Hides in sad gripe

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When people see you
In a bad light
Unleash...

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Chapter I

Part II: Power and emptiness


Mariah of Magdala!

Opulent woman yet juvenile 

Did your 'hood' bestow upon you such affluence?

Look how youthful you are

Flawless beauty with an enchanting aroma 

Like a spring in the wilderness

Of apparent...

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It is crop time in Beantown.
The people of the City have the seeds to plant.
Their best harvest is the orange that is yellow.
Jake Castle is a great farmer.
His wife, Nefreda Maria, is one of the...

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Our God is bountiful because the dove alights,
saturates, as if oiling our joints, softening the countenance,
our hands and feet that bear our cross.

My God bestows gifts, different than silver and gold,
yet worth more than those,...

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Our gardeners planted seeds in a box
And got a garden.
They watered that garden
And got an orchard.
They cultivated that orchard,
And got a forest.
A forest of beautiful men and women,
Of all walks of life.
Some tall, some short,
Some...

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By all these lovely tokens autumn days are here, 
with summer's best of weather, 
and autumn's best of joyfulness,
every soul is dedicated to it, 
and if I were a bird I would fly about the...

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Tonight, a montage is brushed with a splendor
of glazed branches : an arrangement of russet
teal and orange; dappled wisps enticing
my spirit for a pilgrim beyond my own angst.

In pure delight, tendrils of leaves are aflame
through...

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More
As the bindings of morality
Become looser every day
Every adult, every youngster
Is seduced to have his way
Inhibitions once had merits
The lack of them was to one’s cost
But the change of times now teaches
That those virtues are...

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night market! a juggle of flavors
succulent and citrusy with
pears  pumpkins  peaches inflamed
and clothed in sweetened rinds like
watercolors of  tangerine and mauve...
stems dipped in waters of tender sun
     ...

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Two young lovers
Seeing eye to eye;
Ecstatic romance


Promises made
Language of love;
Reality can be harsh


July sun-bathing
Local fruitage surprise:
Durians, mangosteens, rambutans!


Two yellow butterflies
Zigzagging flight path;
Bourgainvillea landing


Sweet nectar sip
Momentary focus;
Long haul to tall casuarina


Old banyan tree witness
School boy quarrels...

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Love
is what you feel,
when God to you is real.

Joy
is, a feeling inside,
you,
cannot hide,
that rarely subsides.

Peace,
Will come over you,
When you have,
an overview,
Of God's purpose for you.

Patience
is needed by everyone,
to remove the sting,
of injustice,
and for God's will...

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Basin of the valley caught
and pinned by gushing river mouths
swirling with the weight of water
etching grooves like finger prints
Over stones dug from the gullet
moved aside and torn asunder
from what once was Mango Mountain
built to kiss...

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Why you in my life taking me down every time I get up from my low? Just as  
fire meet gasoline my tummy burn with passion. I'm so sick of feeling sick of 
you....

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Memories are fickle things
They seem to love to torture
When you desperately just want to forget
Seems memory's fruitage is an orchard

They can seemingly come from anywhere
But they don't need to be regretted
They should still be remembered...

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Joy wears a smile with hidden glow,
Opt faith and hope to live your quest;
Yield cheer that styles a profound flow,
Frame happy scope where act works best;
Urge peace to sum your story here,
Live your best face...

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Seek a sure voice to tell your tale,
Obsess fond heart with mind aware.
Work on firm choice as truth avails,
Raise vibrant art with pleasant fare;
Impress fond lines as echoes sound,
Touch a new high with charms that...

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hedgerows greenup-
nature's pastiche
awakens from winter sleep.

Quiet greets the Spring morn,
a shaft of light diffuses night 

snow melts slowly-
a trickle,unseen,runs free 
begins a new spring
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A babbling burn ,riverine unseen,
a stream of freshwater  silts sloping banks
the...

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