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If an ape came into my living room,
And could talk fluently and converse,
I’d speak with him about sociology,
Or to her about avoiding the perverse.
I’d ask how to form friendships,
How to foster appreciation within,
Making hints at a lack of confidence,
Causes me to falter and not win.
I’d ask about the disadvantaged,
The weaker members who lack chance,
About how to elevate and free them,
Their everyday experience to enhance.
I’d inquire about surprise, revelation,
To learn from his posture to life,
So that I could educate the kids,
On ways to deal with strife.
I’d ask if he’s embarrassed to be,
The king ape with lots of women,
Or if he just accepts his role,
Without distaste or hesitation.
I’d ask if she redistributed wealth,
Fruit each time to the more weak,
And decide to vote for socialism,
Or for social democracy’s cheek.
I’d ask about his favourite girl,
How often he returned for more,
And stand up for personalities,
In every profession’s shore.
I’d ask what she thought about,
In the spare time of her day,
And just accept the relationality,
That makes secularism okay.
I’d offer him a coffee, with help,
And accept he did not want sugar,
And reorganise my meaty diet,
To become about veggies eager.
On the shadowed banks of river they sat together
Adulating setting sun quivering in rippling currents
Where golden filaments shimmered on blue water
Forming and breaking ephemeral circular motions
Undulating amber rays on eve’s buoyant emotions.
Her dimples smiled upon her visage of royal poise
Enticing him to probe her cheerful, enamored eyes
Mesmerizing as yet un-blossomed amatory dreams
As they raved of college, friends, late nights carefree
Exploring coyly maiden impulses of mature themes
Inflaming seductively, untrodden clues of fantasies.
Alas! those memories now~ dulcet still, but empty.
Never he saw her again on her side of the prairies
Strolling nonchalantly, engrossed in birds chirping,
No one standing there now to steal his glances slyly
Hiding behind notions of secrecy, at first meekly,
Though later, quite daringly, wantonly, frequently;
Elevating him unlike anyone else, before, or since.
Her last letter to him was cryptic, yet informative:
A rustic farm house, cow moos amid clucking sounds,
Boy and a girl, flower beds, and a dog named Duffy~
A simple life on landscapes lauding ancestral heritage.
He remembers well~ saying it, genuinely meaning it,
As movingly she indulged in life that could have been,
Awkwardly dropping hints, soon she’ll be married.
Yet, here she is now intimating, she too so loved him~
Validating his belief—though offering a mere fig leaf--
A vain gesture to convince him she honored his dream
Memorializing secret pact, living life in his blueprint:
Boy and a girl, rustic farm house, a dog named Duffy.
April 12, 2022
Poem of the day on April 14, 2022
Placed 1st: This or That, Vol 11 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: Fig Leaf
Picture, if you will, mirrors of light
where dreams and reality embrace.
Both lie at the darkest edge of Night,
superimposed on ebony space.
Sharing shades of a violet hue,
they seamlessly brush darkness away.
And as these mirrors come into view,
they reflect the Night's starry array.
Similarly, they flaunt paradise,
dual sanctuaries shining bright.
Presenting Eden, not once but twice,
offering a choice of left or right.
One shows signs that people might live there:
human beings, imbued with a soul.
Yet, it's hard to see past what they share,
while either choice could levy a toll.
Both appear equally lush and green,
and yet, just one hints at human lives.
On the left, a garden can be seen,
while on the right, Nature's bounty thrives.
Choose between these orbs hung on black,
decide before you step through that glass.
For, unlike Alice, there's no way back
from where souls exist, or souls trespass.
(Dedication: For Ann, my darling.)
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A blessing within that spreads a fond glow;
Now just as before the journey we walk;
New wonders unseen in feelings that show;
Appeal firms galore in kindness that talks.
Love is the reason for health made ample;
Indulge sure passion in feelings that sing;
Free as the seasons that shape the humble;
Embrace true action in warm touching flings.
Live each swirling chime with spontaneous urge;
Opt to be feisty in moments that spice;
Voice grandeur in time as rhymes prime each surge;
Endear the cheery as echoes fund prize.
Love and life sparkle in days that mellow;
Your calm ways dazzle in nights that follow.
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Ann of my dear days and my constant delight;
Now we live passion that rise and fall here;
New range of light rays to greet our fond sights;
Apply deep notions as intent springs clear.
Love funds a new dawn with feelings that light;
Open hearts endow the touch of fond joy;
Voices of bright morn hurl hints of insight;
Exploits sojourn now beyond words or ploys.
Life is a story that comes forth to tell;
Imprints of soul scripts that fate deigns to art;
Vouch for grand plenty that springs where we dwell;
Enlighten each trip with lovely pure hearts.
Look time and space strange in change that awakes;
Yield wonder in face, in authentic takes.
Leon Enriquez
26 Apr 2014
Singapore
(Note: This poem is an Acrostic Sonnet.)
Shelter yourself from unhappy thoughts and an unwanted sneeze:
think of sunshine when dreary days make you shiver...
winter is well-known for the deep sadness of its bare trees
and the absence of flowers and birds that were everywhere.
Shelter yourself from unhappy thoughts,
don't a be victim of undesired frustration and loneliness,
take a long walk in the falling snow: see the fluffy snowflakes dance...
gladly accept godly gifts without bows.
Shelter yourself from unhappy thoughts
by remembering the days spent on sunny shores:
those pristine beaches where the midday sun was strong and burned...
go back there by using your fantasy when you'll be bored.
Haven't I given you many useful hints how to avoid those so-hated winter blues?
It takes little effort to shelter yourself from unhappy thoughts and never lose!
Stillness of Morning
1. Waking
Covers thrown off my bed
but the morning cast shadows.
I reach for the snooze alarm
but stop—
a new day began.
2. Talk of the Weather
Clouds hide the sun
as I look out the window.
A screen saver shows
on the television—
a housemate sleeps
in the couch.
Wet grass shimmers
from last night’s storm
and I wonder what
the day will promise.
3. Forecast
People at the convenience store
talk rain. They complain
too many storms. Someone
hints at a flood. This late
in the year, I ask.
He says, You never
know what will happen
in life.
An elderly couple
stands at the door.
The man says,
You can feel
the weather change.
My knee aches.
4. Leisurely Drive
I drive along the river
and look for inspiration—
the blank page at home
unsure of what it will become.
The soft voice of a woman
I loved assures. Never be afraid
of what you don’t know
a soft refrain
the day unfolds.
5. Soft Lament
I pass by a cemetery
driving a narrow road.
My tires sing
barely a word said
as I glance at the clouds.
6. Seasons
Summer has passed
with barely a whisper
I am touched by fall.
a raindrop on my windshield
a tear shed.
7. Afternoon
The sun breaks through.
Proud skies colored gold
a revelation a celebration
as I drive home
of the time left to live.
a page to fill
with inspiration
of blue skies
Come on let's be honest
Remember what love is ...
Its not just a four
spelled words.
it's something else, something
More powerful than Medusa spell
For real
if you want to feels, the taste
Just be the first
demonic angel
its hints more like a drugs
disappear out of blue,
Without a warning or good bye kisses
Its has not Time to stay
Just like a doctor who's run out of patients
no justice to server
but if the aim is to survive
just stay away from addiction because all your
offsprings will be
Influences by
A story you Never wrote but
the title will remain still...
Splendid mango flowers perfuming fine,
Present the best hues with Koel’s tune.
Riding their flight over the dry grey cloud,
In forest, spring finds shelter greenish gold.
Near the river, emerald hill paints better best,
Gets an amazing glimpse when sun takes rest.
In garden, pretty butterflies make their flight,
Smearing wings with blue, purple and white.
Cool breeze flow carrying redolent scent,
Ornament like flowers smile in garden heart.
Magnolia and Jasmine make a paradise look,
Irises and Tulip beautify lawn, a paint book.
Never forget to enjoy spring in nearest park,
Getting a seat in evening craft dreams in dark.
Summer is hard but spring is calm and mild,
Outing is best here for a trip with your child.
On the eve of spring, where birds are migrating,
Nature builds heaven there for your outing.
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Written on 20/03/2017 for 'Spring is coming soon' Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo.
Hints: Koel is an Indian bird of cuckoo family that sings nice in spring
Church wedding
Happy bride and groom;
A brand new lease
~~~~~~~~~
My wife cooks
Brilliant gourmet meals;
Gratitude eats well
~~~~~~~~~
Seek the unknown
Wait then seeker;
Airy hints come
~~~~~~~~~
Lost in the crowd
I find myself;
Lonely again
~~~~~~~~~
Joy and sorrow
Coins with two sides;
Paradox of one
~~~~~~~~~
Tao moment here
Harmony seeps;
Sand through fingers
~~~~~~~~~
Write a few words
Sing your song;
Style knows wit
~~~~~~~~~
Old photographs
Family album;
Brown sepia ghosts
~~~~~~~~~
Spring time hues
Cherry blossoms dance;
Witty breeze tickles
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
05 March 2015
Singapore
All of the name-callings, the talked about in a secret way
In the past in those days
I forgive you.
The times where the truth turned to a lie
Pretending to like me in disguise
I forgive you.
The times when the words were so deep
The anger lashing out rapidly, laying stones at my feet
I forgive you.
The times when I thought you had my back
Never to find out it was just a payback
For whatever reason, I could not see
Throwing hints and talking about me
I forgive you.
The smiles and pretending that I was so special
Only to find out that I was only guessing
I forgive you.
I forgive you, I've forgiven you
I have been forgiven.
All of the hurt and the slashing of my name
The people that tormented me, trying to put me to shame
Calling out and trying to destroy my name
What a shame
I still forgive you.
Why is it that I am, or was the center of the attention
Is it because I have so much recognition? And, or potential?
Needed someone to pick on to feel great about you?
So, this is what you've accomplished, with all the hurt and pain
That you do.
I forgave you
I prayed for you
Enemies come in bunches
Friends are few around
The harsh words did not break me down.
THE CENTER OF THE ATTENTION
THE SPOTLIGHT SHINING BRIGHT
HEALING FOR MY SOUL
IN THE MID-DAY AND NIGHT
I AM STILL HERE
STRONGER AND WISER THAN EVER BEFORE
THANK YOU FOR PAIN
FOREVERMORE. I AM ADORED.
GOD KNOWS OUR HEART
GIVEN CHANCE AFTER CHANCES
PRAISES TO GOD, WITH A SHOUT AND DANCE.
FORGIVE EACH OTHER
FOR WHATEVER REASON IT MIGHT BE
DO NOT HOLD IT IN
BETTER OUT THAN IN, YOU'LL SEE.
FORGIVEN. FORGAVE.
A BEAUTIFUL SCENERY IS MADE.
A Special Note
If you are that someone that is always being talked about, and you are chosen out of the bunch. Maybe it is something special in you that one might see. In a family setting, on your job, or at a meeting, or in school. Keep on doing great. Forgive them. Healing is for your soul.
The person that hurt you will one day realize that it wasn't you, maybe It was them needing clarification. It could be jealousy, envy, or some other issue. Make a difference. Be kind. Vengeance is mine saith the Lord; Be true to you.
Rise above all foolishness. Talk to a trusted genuine one. Ask God to guide you. Through it all, this to shall pass.