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The moment comes for sad farewell;
A brief song sums goodbye that tells;
Feelings go numb with parting spell.
So much of art in lines that speak;
Words from the heart with ebbs and peaks;
Space and time part in groans and tweaks.
Days in the sun where time unfolds;
Nights on the run in dreams untold;
Jest and wit pun in hot and cold.
Words tell a tale of fond fine verse;
Hope sparks a sale in faith once terse;
Love now avails what kind peace serves.
This journey here is but a flash;
A certain cheer marks a bright dash;
Pulse now must steer a lovely bash.
Verse weaves a glow in simple zest;
We come and go much like the rest;
A sanguine flow in gainful quest.
Here at the gate the weary pass;
Each to a fate in looking glass;
Set on a date in sacred trust.
Our ample daze is but a test;
Our problem craze brings out the best;
Our hidden maze forks out the rest.
Go now in peace as journey trends;
Go bring new ease to dare attend;
Go find increase in moments grand.
Farewell my friends from way back when;
Farewell to spends of now and then;
Farewell to blends of wordplay stand.
Here words can niche a sacred shore;
Find moments rich to word some more;
Write to dare reach with verse galore.
Press on and write to dare now share;
Ply witty cite to show you care;
Prime each new bite with more to spare.
Thank you so much for this sure stage;
Poise frees as such a poetry page;
Voice must indulge soul from life's cage.
The moment starts and ends too soon;
Watch cryptic art word pain's high noon;
Now mind and heart hurl a fond boon.
Leon Enriquez
29 December 2014
Singapore
Thee nonpareil Amelie Beth Harris-McGeehan
blessed honest to dog goodness her person doth bring
never could her brother wish upon NON GMO
(archaeopteryx, buffalo, chicken...) wing,
and genuine prayer anybody more a maze zing.
Many countless years before
our dear mother passed away four
plus eleven earth orbitz ago,
she voluntarily repeated more
times than I can remember "your
older sister possesses altruistic qualities."
The above words enclosed by this bloke
with double quotation marks, okey-doke
not necessarily the way mama spoke,
but yours truly took poetic liberty
without any intention generating impulse to choke
the harmless, nameless, and stateless writer
and literally went bonkers
while going for Baroque
for recognized virtue that recently woke.
Kinship towards angelic, fantastic, pacific anchor
understandable why her spouse did hanker
during their courtship to pledge his troth
to maneuver metaphorical
hook, line, and sinker as though steadying a tanker.
Innocence and naïveté suffused little boy
occupying body of aging long haired
pencil necked geek without gainful employ
and (and as a shy person without benefit
of powdered milk biscuits)
generally trended solitary
verses masing with hoi polloi,
nevertheless ofttimes relentlessly teased
bully me, I loathed treatment on par
with worthlessness linkedin with discarded toy,
thus gratitude prevails toward eldest sibling
(no matter just thirteen plus months older)
pseudo motherhood she did deploy
to ward off aggressive monsters.
I reckon eyes appreciation
matured into present thankful attitude,
now with mooch time to ponder and brood
how earlier in my life behavior childish and crude
methought meself as hotshot dude,
yet these days, I couch sincerity writing
one or another poetic endeavor
knitting words analogous to composing an etude
contemplative, intuitive, and ruminative mental food
for thought hoop ping to convey
honest to goodness gratitude
communicating reasonable rhyming message
(if yee be downcast dearly beloved sister)
delivering uplifting, kickstarting exalting mood.
Damn anticipatory anxiety affliction...
trumps volition (mine) to don employee hat!
Until the grim reaper
whisks yours truly away
common joe just biden his time
chronologically old fogey
(albeit boyish looking goodfella)
at moon shadows he doth bay
meanwhile stricken with
dripping wet sweaty palms,
perhaps attired with
trademark Harris tweed
this August twelfth
two thousand twenty dog day,
viz just the mere thought
to seek part time employment -
cuz I wanna supplement
(social security disability) income
perhaps out of desperation
selling myself short on eBay
unless an anonymous reader
espies adept ace at foreplay
i.e. whereby his linkedin word choice
oft times evokes double entendre
essentially this poetaster
at large concocts gourmet
reasonably rhyming literary cuisine -
thus hip hip hooray
invariably an anonymous
respondent will inveigh
against playful badinage,
and/or perchance some grumpy
humorless cat (woman)
originally whose nine lives spent
housed within San Jose
will take objection with base (sic)
lame ribaldry (mine) laughable
courtesy none other than kkk,
(kooky, klutzy, and kitschy tendency)
who though reformed Caucasian Jew
coon sitter me laughingstock, nevertheless
(modesty notwithstanding)
he brews the best latte
this side of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania,
where whiplashing, madding, and
clamoring crowd fuels melee
along Perkiomen trail
over hills and across Atlantic Ocean
eventually leads to Norway,
which namesake river from “Pakihmomink,”
or “where the cranberries grow.”
Rather than get further
bogged down with inane zeal
I best steer clear of poetic poppycock
courtesy imaginary wheel
thus the following pablum I unveil
nsync with titled malady all to real,
which plight involves hyperhidrosis
quite a debilitating ordeal,
especially when thinking
to pursue gainful employment
emphatically steadfast
and honest think (me) leal
course this humble communicates
(hyperbolically) embodiment ideal
if seeking to gain insight how I feel
about myself, a tense body
inept to cartwheel.
Feminism
Nude women pose, showing off their wares
to thirsty gentlemen with debonair wolf stares,
where money and pedigree stock distinguish
them a cut above the common people; and pricey hookers,
with plastic enhancements pasted in paint, solicit their company.
And so these permissive women take the lead and allow
others to teach their daughters provocative attitudes
in body use that are pleasing to captive audiences,
who idolize them as talented and beautiful
and intellectually liberated, whatever the perspective.
It is a dangerous degradation of feminism to justify
this mother-daughter relationship that can be infectious,
with historical examples in male-dominated cultures.
Prostitution is not gainful employment nor a profession.
Each cherished memory of mine...cause iz woe
Analogous to unique ventifact for shore
and seven years ago,
where time and tide faintly roar
within noggin o'this common Joe
reviewing silent film unreleased,
unpopular, unimpressive tour
de force if technology existed
to broadcast and show
projected on big screen only
to elicit chore
tills whereby rotten tomatoes
lobbed accompanied by dough
less bro (i.e. an alter ego equally hoar
rubble at lifelong accomplishments), though
woke to awareness, whence
twilight years sped more
bajillion times faster than greased
lightning, when final adieu
will tide dully be high water mark
luke king point blank at poor
etch heave mints mostly
abysmally, equally,
pathetically barely drew
stick figures upon tabula rasa
mostly feeble scratches galore
looking at you
unknown reader, now
doddering, hobbling, loafing... ignore
rant of untold opportunities
(long fostered barnacle clad) view
wing gamut of healthy risk taking
avoidance in name of war
re: ness against challenging,
testing, upending... true
and tried loathsome
overstayed welcome, a deplore
hubble basket case squirreled
within bedroom, who
suffered rabid exhortations, objections,
ultimatums... told to shovel ordure
lack of gainful employment
beset courtesy a slew
of psychological mailer daemons
case closed by parental cloture
countless decades ague
reduced present fulfillment score
indelible bitterness toward
self confident self I never knew
afraid of doppelganger to
central processing unit silly con wayfair core.
I thank God for His gracious sustenance
Surely providing me His bounty’s abundance
Along His wellness of healthy satisfaction-extravagance
With His unceasing care showing timely deliverance.
I praise the Lord for His sufficing contentment
Truly granting me His blessings for spiritual fulfillment
Along His assurance affirmed by His Word's engagement
With His never-ending compassionate reaching-out involvement.
I trust the Saviour for His ready comfort thru His Scripture
Daily exhorting me to stand by His virtues’ posture
Along His instructions against greed and covetousness-gesture
With His constant provisions upon His wealthy stature.
I worship Christ for His good benefits* in my stewardship
Undoubtedly supplying me, meeting my needs in our fellowship
Along His favor for my faith's gainful profits around our partnership
With His everlasting commendation while I follow His leadership.
*Psalm 68:19 “Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation.”
February 27, 2019
I am humbly discouraged.
Deer once again
devoured gainful leaves
on my lonely dwarf cherry tree
I last hopefully replanted here
In part,
because it was repeatedly victimized
by mammalian grazing,
predation I hoped to leave back there.
Stunted,
unable to achieve
even planned and scheduled dwarfish size,
At risk of systemic
sun-nurtured failure,
not for lack of sun
or water,
but from over-grazing,
exploitation
of this tree's solitary replacement.
I have some dear friendships
like this over-exploitation
situation
destination
of over-indulged nutrition.
Safety zones
for mutual exploration
can also become
havens for insecurity predation
without alternative nurturing
and wider multiculturally challenging divination
of what is resiliently sweet,
What tastes predatively sour
and feels bitter,
And what smells tangy
fresh,
And what sounds played out,
tired
struggling remnants
of over-grazed communications,
While this feels true
at a personal
egocentric level
of predative grazing
and solitary unsolidarity treeness,
this hunger for safe zones
feels suddenly magnified
to a state
national
global eco-political level
by social
political
economic
multicultural distancing.
Interrupting my blind normal,
searching for a wider grazing field
to know
and become known
for my sweet cherry leaves,
however autocratically dwarfed
or democratically magnanimous.
Methinks lame excuses poorly explain
absent presence gnosh hoe wing up to
acknowledge our papa's ninetieth orbit
around sun, nor dearly beloved eldest
commencement successfully, modestly,
honestly (applying her smarts) as freshly
minted (sage) University of Pennsylvania
graduate, now where webbed wide world
avails untold opportunities to make positive
accomplishments, this papa never set
similar goals for himself, he languished
leaving untested latent abilities, now glum,
distraught, afflicted with irrevocable jangling
lamentation foregoing, forfeiting, forging
pathetic enactment regarding livingsocial
versus squirreling himself hermetically
sealed never linkedin with training sights
keeping traction upon maximizing native
abilities, thus frequent depressive bouts
find me prone speculating nonexistence,
(i.e. death), yet averse toward aggressive
unconscionable dirty deeds done dirt cheap
expediting end game of Life, cuz day after
week after month... pits me against hand
to mouth monetary woe whereat cost to
maintain, insure, fuel 2019 Hyundai Sonata
takes lion's share of monetary impossible
mission to become financially solvent, and
hashtagged social anxiety deters persevering
gainful employment, where self loathing
regarding predilection with profuse sweaty
hands finds yours truly aggravated enough
to admit disability to enjoy remains of days,
weeks, months... subsumed by penuriousness
diminishes excitement toward any purpose,
plus disgruntled without webbed bliss, nor
My prayer* for you comes with blessings’ glow
Warming your days around God’s sweet embrace
Along peace, love and joy that freely flow
Marked by His abounding marvelous grace.
Warming your days around God’s sweet embrace
His goodness does uphold you from pressure
Marked by His abounding marvelous grace
Transforming stress toward gainful pleasure.
His goodness does uphold you from pressure
Heavenly sunshine, divinely blissful
Transforming stress toward gainful pleasure
While you serve the Lord, abiding faithful.
Heavenly sunshine, divinely blissful
Grants from Christ of merciful endowment
While you serve the Lord, abiding faithful
As steward in His kingdom advancement.
Grants from Christ of merciful endowment
Along peace, love and joy that freely flow
As steward in His kingdom advancement…
My prayer for you comes with blessings’ glow.
*2Corinthians 9:14 … Prayer for you, which long after you for the exceeding grace of God in you.
February 21, 2020
2nd place, "PANTOUM" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier; judged on 2/27/2020.
Some see power as personal,
feel light as intimate belonging,
interpersonal hope and faith and love.
For these,
life's experience and memory
are theologically driven from above,
explained,
hoped for,
and feared when lost,
abandoned
neglected
repeatedly abused.
Others hear power as planetary evolution,
sometimes climaxing in intense revolutions
of painful loss
and gainful passion
within nature/spirit nonduality
Transcending autonomous ego-body/mind association
and dissociation.
For these,
love's compassion and losses
are ecologically embedded,
reiterated,
actively hoped for,
And feared economic and political
and ultimate individuating risk
of fading through fragile depressed eco-unlogical despair
and suppressed political terror
about co-passioning Earth's mortality,
As if this personal Goddess
could someday die
while humanity claims Rapture
elsewhere.