Long Haiku Poems
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Date Judged: June 2nd, 2025
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Absolute Truth
absolute truth is
right or wrong - no exceptions
and never changes
absolute truth is
true for you and true for me
and never changes
absolute truth is
basis for a moral world
and never changes
Judgment
you ask I not judge
when you have judged that I have
I judge your actions
to be either right or wrong
judge not who you are
eternal judgment
will be on last day by a
holy and just God
Lies
vocal or silent
a lie intends to deceive
no truth in lying
hypocrisy is a lie
in deed rather than in words
if I disagree
you perceive intolerance
you feel offended
perception does not mean truth
feelings are not always real
June 28, 2018
Active Soul and Mankind's Self-Righteousness Contest by Catie Lindsey
N/A
Words come
Thoughts flow;
Meaning lives
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Choice avails
Poise styles;
Creative surge
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Glimpse truth
Urge patterns;
Cheer peoples
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Why worry
About worry?
Two hands tied
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Haiku fragment
Poignant moment;
Mirror contrast
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Sorrow sketches
Water colours slide;
Echoes remain
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Time stops
Abruptly here;
Sadness abides
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Sometimes dying
Paints grand stokes;
Legend starts
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Why all this tears
For just one man?
Loss feels so sad
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New day
New sun;
Goodbye Kuan Yew
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A true son
Immortalised;
By a fond will
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Gracious keep
Mindful stern will;
Common legacy
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Leon Enriquez
30 March 2015
Singapore
Twelve Months Calendar
January
January Dawning
Polar vortex abounding
Winter continues
February
February ends
With war breaking out
Invasion of Ukraine
March
March madness continues
The war intensifies
COVID fears fading
April
April fears intensify
The taxman cometh for us
Deadly Yellow Dust
May
May ends with her birthday
Preparing to travel again
Ready to see the world
June
Time to go back home
See my homeland again
Berkeley beckoning me
July
This year I want to go
To Boston and check it out
Just because I have not been there
August
Hope to spend August
In Oregon and Northern California
Before the fire season burns it up
September
September memories
40 years ago I met her
When she walked out of my dreams
October
Always feel a bit pensive
During my birthday month
Want to spend it in Paris
November
November wants to return
To Korea for a while
Avoiding the US. election madness
December
Hope to spend the year-end
In Thailand, Vietnam
Cambodia, Laos for the winter
Dark room
No light shines through;
Coldness precipitates
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Post-It note
Message in brief;
Lunch meeting detour
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Birthday party
Another milestone;
Planet earth agrees
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Celebration party
Family banquet;
Feast for fond hearts
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Shopping spree
Goodies galore;
Window shopping
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Busy occupations
Soldier and teacher;
Love affair complete
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Ancient tree
Witness to happenings;
Keeps fond secrets
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Deserted alley
Midnight raindrops;
Black cat rowdy
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Quayside bum boats
Buoyant swaying;
Chilly winds ply
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Library card
Relic of old;
Digital revolution
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My neighbour's child
Stares curiously;
Lift congregation
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Ghost writing project
Fill in the blanks;
Glorify the boss
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Death comes stealing
Prey beyond pray;
Not much to say
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Corpse in casket
Dead relative;
Healthy cremation
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Eulogy message
So and so lived;
Now death prevails
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Thought for the day:
Be brave and kind;
Make up your mind
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Look beyond words
Meaning survives;
Only in light
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Be not afraid
Darkness is canvas;
Stars now come out
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Evening passage
Journey home;
Beyond despair
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Leon Enriquez
28 August 2014
Singapore
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The moment we met.
Haunting meadows in springtime,
Your slim silhouette.
A slumbering fawn
Awakes in new morning dawn.
The ghost of your eyes.
Your singular smile
Feigning figures and fancies.
The phantoms that guile.
Fair feathers were fanned -
Ruffled wing of a sparrow.
The touch of your hand.
Inside still a boy.
Body burning aflutter
I jittered with joy.
The sound of your laugh.
Ocean waters were splashing,
A midsummer bath.
We strayed on the strand
Your hair, long, tousled and blown.
A moment, alone.
I started to spin
Beneath skies opening wide.
Your breath on my skin.
Being drawn aside
The mysteries of love unwind.
Two tongues are entwined.
Falling from above
Fires we shared in late fall.
The fury of love.
Passions which flowered,
Painted stars the night showered.
The brightness of day.
Your name and ‘farewell' -
Two words tolled in winter’s sky.
A shattering knell
She left while I slept.
A farewell note near the nook
I read while I wept.
Note: this was an attempt to ‘Haikuize’ my rhyme “I’ll Always Remember” – thus, it’s a learning experiment...
Experts, please forgive...
A watercolor sky
at Dawn-washed salmon, and light
lemon hues. The colors
are reflections,
in a lone fresh puddle shaped
like a winding stream;
in the shiny streets;
the gleam of the cars of greys
and deep Twilight blues.
Spring in her charming
ways, sprouts lime-green grasses
that in early Autumn
will be a sun faded
shade of chartreuse, in overgrown
fields, or farmlands bowed
to a coral sky.
And on shores, the evening
captivates the sea
with daubs of lilac
and saffron tints, the sunlight
a pallette of Summers..
And a crimson light
winks through the lithe fingers
of the watchful trees
aligned aside the town-
houses with tangerine shades,
lifted in the 'Morn.
A distant harbor
is a watermelon burst,
and warm buttercup hues.
And aquamarine
scrubs with lavender gloves
cup a lilac dusk.
April 12, 2021
mile Pinet
/words:
aquamarine, crimson, chartreuse,
Today, I feel her-
she alerts her soul-mates, their storm-
colored bodies. She..cries,
her wings contracted,
a honk mingled with a " I am
amongst you", and chimes
so dampened, they toll
like Hemingway's Bell. A Goose,
Canadian- a wife-
is in my dried throat
this morning, within the drops
of the shower; a peal,
but a high note "oppressed".
The fat, so off-key with the song
of my being, folds
into pastel wings.
They are light, like an American
shore bleached by the Suns.
My wet, soft blonde arms
reach for Irish sea-tints: a bar,
and a rainforest (shampoo).
To cleanse coffee oils.
My hands rub against the porousness.
The bouying scents,
like the sparks of incense,
sink into my entity.
And the shrine could flood.
My hair twists like rope,
enshrouds my loosened countenance
that is a burnt rose.
The sheen of this skin
shines in the yellow watt's glow.
I sing; I lift the grass-
green towel to dry.
I grab the faded face cloth,
the hue of a weary
field, barren but for the gold
butter-cup weeds of the longest
days. I toss the tough
machine-threaded cotton,
to FLY..off of my body.
My damp hair is night
colored; blonde wings clipped
at birth. Yet, within the misty
brushstrokes of morning,
beneath a gentle
wedding-white sky with lilac
lace, she may feast, hushed.