Long Insight Poems
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I'll be glad to wake at dawn's first light, when tomorrow comes again
to see rain wash the new day, bright, when tomorrow comes again
As the sky turns pink with a lifting sun, and stars begin to fade
I will watch the moon bereft in flight, when tomorrow comes again
I must not hesitate, with my brand new day,
I must keep it fresh with, new insight, when tomorrow comes again
With a sinking heart, if I've lost a friend, as today turns into night
I will think awhile, and will set things right, when tomorrow comes again
Tonight I'll carry harmony, where people live as one
No war, no harm, no black or white, when tomorrow comes again
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Today I seek the sun,
it's gentle painless play-
words of winter warmth
spur me on my way,
away from death wish,
daily things gone wrong.
Today I seek the sky -
empyreal blue bowl
that stretches thoughts so high
above an endless flow
of clouds caught carrying
this season's rain and snow.
Today I seek the earth-
created solid, oh so sure!
each grain linked to birth,
to death, to my clay feet
ferrying everywhere
life's sublime design.
Today, I seek the sight
of eagles and their wings-
let insight be given free flight,
not as instinct, but free will,
And still find a resting place
in conscience, human limits.
Today, I seek wild ways
of nature, just out of grasp.
Human natured though I am,
God's finger binds mind- heart in clasps-
flesh and blood married
to spirit's inclination.
Today I seek creation -
space, earth, created ploys
designed to bring me back on course -
marvellous designer toys -
The Almighty's mind in miniature
creates in me a purpose.
Today I see my self
earthbound, then soaring -
albatross escaping safe
from earth's dust bowl arena,
from humanity's wild roaring
freed, to search for peaceful dreams.
Today, I seek tomorrow -
a hope beheld, faith's make-me-believe
as bone producing marrow
makes vital force live by my blood,
so heart-man, blindly pumping,
can try transcend the dust of death.
Today I sought my self,
living soul, dying past -
yesterdays given up
form mortal man's newfound mast
supporting eager search for truth.
And then I'll live - at last!
23/12/2019. Repost.
Notes: Soul: a human being - "SOS=Save Our Souls." "Old King Cole was a merry old soul..."
"Strong souls live like fire-hearted Sun's, to spend their strength in further striving
action." - George Eliot.
"Soul" ="Self" = The person considered as a unique indvisual.
"The inner chambers of the soul are like the photographer's darkroom.Like a
laboratory. One cannot stay there all the time or it becomes the solitary cell
of the neurotic. Anais Nin.
"Soul Search" = anxious self analysis regarding one's beliefs, motives, moral
qualities, etc.
1 universal prime relationship
lives within win/win grace
0-whole open
integral space
Sufficient for unitarian ecofeminist minds
spiraling
revolving circles of ZeroZone
highest and empowering best
enlightened ego/eco-memory,
left/right hemispheres
bicamerally balancing
equivalently interdependent reMEMEory,
Depolarizing bilateral co-arisings
DNA multiculturally recombining
Yang/Yin co-passionate CoCreation Stories
of divinely energetic
polynomially universal abstractions,
with polyphonically harmonic good health intentions,
polypathic multiculturing progressions,
polyvagal neural systems
+Yang/+Yintegrity
+/-
(-,-) = +
Where numerative Yang
embraces our chosen ZeroZone
and Yintegral dualdark denominative
re-mattered GoldenRules
for and of and with each Other
Nocturnal Shadow absence
of privileged bright white light Chosen
integrity of translucent
transparent
bilateral temporal Powers
of health/wealth ZeroZone
insight
incites timeless In/ExFlowation.
Know this:
A hiatus brief
To embrace grief
Sans bliss.
Now here:
A touching tell
To light odd spell
Most dear.
Seek flow:
A new insight
Can put things right
I know.
Sense ease:
A valid trace
Of precious grace
Floods peace.
New page:
A chapter blooms
As words find room
To stage.
New age:
A certain poise
Reveals bold choice
Not rage.
Thought greets:
A poignant style
In motive smiles
You meet.
Crisp cheer:
A mystic touch
Moves joy as much
Right here.
My dear:
A lovely feel
Can better heal
With cheer.
Short take:
A hiatus ends
Round messy trends
I make.
Come now:
A word tells me
How I can see
Just how.
Leon Enriquez
20 December 2018
Singapore
Let us keep Christmas beautiful, without a thought of greed, that it might live forevermore, to fill our every need. ~ Garnett Ann Schultz
In moments, soft reflections of the heart
Grace beneath shadows of beautiful insight
Glowing, like the spirit of a tree bathed in hope
Christmas – joy…
In moments, hesitant prayers gently spoken
Miracles pouring from the glistening stardust
Breathing out wonder, in music’s silent thunder
Christmas – rhythms…
In moments, wishes inspire the source of faith
Blessing the skies, the seas, the brush of peace
In comforting thoughts, brilliant colors of grace
Christmas – giving…
In moments, silent nights explore soul’s belief
Wise and knowing, erasing the shadow’s depths
Restoring life to the one who might be suffering
Christmas – glory…
In moments, praises still the lonely in each tear
Flowing like dew, stained by the colors of fear
Broken voices from a prayer that still feels
Christmas – glowing…
In moments, family and friends unite, glistening
Flushes who remind hearts they are truly loved
Wonderlands of snow kissed colors, captivating
Christmas – astonished…
In moments, candles ignite to show hearts the warmth
In every purpose, there is a gift of what is known
Love, soundless and pure, inviting hearts to hope
Christmas – spirit of God’s sweet love….
Christmas spirit stirring the fires of His great love,
The affection of grace that comes from heaven above,
The eagerness of hope that comforts hearts and souls,
Christmas – who remembers Jesus birth….
Christmas – who unites hope, faith and love
Christmas – who invites the heart to give
Christmas – who stills the darkness’ caress
Christmas – who delights in giving the gift of love that never ends,
Love that God above sends….
To remind each heart He is with us, the peace that won’t pretend
To forget what it is to feel… like Christmas comes first, deep within
The heart who believes, the soul who might grieve, the spirit who sees…
Jesus really is the only gift we truly need!
Never stop believing – He is the reason for harmony that relieves,
Joy that plants its seeds and light that helps hearts to see…
Jesus is everything!
it is a vigilant path we must tread at times
pull an intimate confidant close, with caring prudence
draw attention to behavior
a gentle tap to the shoulder
please think this over
here we reach into the depths of astute thinking
the true friend who stands not at the ledge
looking down upon some disaster
but into the eyes of a beloved one
who realizes some never fear
to be a friend when others walk away
those who we are told in the wisdom of love
would lay down life in a moment's notice
a true friend remains as such, no matter the price
that devotion comes with discernment, insight
an obligation to each other
times we need to pause and listen
as my mother would tell you
an intelligent man's self-assurance
carries the judgment that he may be wrong
Oregon 9/7/26
Rain on a rainy day
In a stormy array
Witness the weather play
That forfeits the odd way
Nature is never fair
Sense in a senseless flair
Works a hollow affair
For change captures the air
Seek not fond applause here
Or simply hoarding cheer
Let easy rhymes purge fear
As insight gathers near
Intuit upon a star
To seize fine gift on par
For you have come so far
To fear the fear that mars
Yet you must forge good writes
The profound touch that cites
In clusters that prompt bites
In ink where truth floods sites
But yet it seems most clear
That not even harsh fear
Can corner soul so dear
Nor cloud your wise good cheer
Writes define your story
As words space warm tally
To verge upon simply
Your vibrant tapestry
Leon Enriquez
08 May 2019
Singapore
Through Garreg-Wen’s nomadic hearth, we grew
and waned like lichen’s stole on Moel-y-Gest.
Her lustrous tablet’s cleaved expanse possessed
our sacred streams. Where plasma sands, in lieu
of blood’s endured aspects – our angled view –
was figured, flawless: all we knew. North-West
Nirvana’s alien tongues recite the pest
of castle’s: tourist’s transient blight; so too,
ewe’s balk like doubtful dunes. Idyllic slants
in callow youth, discern, so seldom, tints
beyond the rosy realm of spectrum’s scant
surmise: stars, not blinkered by levant,
lost streetlights. Night’s insight may not imprint
the shape of time that teary-eyed stars grant.
The mind borders on the sublime,
related to the divine source,
a powerful force pervading the universe.
I can write verse after verse,
but there is nothing worse
than reading someone's thoughts,
sounding like reports,
going on and on.
Know the difference between right and wrong,
where did you get your information from?
Pause before you speak,
your premise may sound weak.
What is it that you seek?
Curiosity leads to learning,
the lack of insight is concerning.
One must not digress, I just wanted to address
the current situation,
let's get back to the topic of creation.
It has come to my attention
that if you lack intention,
fall short of enough motivation,
you will be in suspended animation.
Stay with me as I continue this story,
take you on a journey inside my consciousness,
hold on while I clear up the mess,
I must confess I do assess
each moment, absorbed in the present.
There is a sparkle in her voice
Never fades – it is kindness
Inspiration, hope and joy
The music beneath the praise
There is a twinkle in her eyes
Never dying – always surviving
The doubt, the dread, the tears
All those demons who reveal regret
There is a glimmer in her smile
Never frowning – it is alive
Promising those who seek insight
They will be blessed by her radiance
There is a dance in her step
Never restraint – always delighting
In her wisdom, her faith, her joy
The wonder of a heart, overflowing
There is a warmth in her spirit
Never skeptical – always believing
In her faith, there is such grace
Brilliant, aflame, burning with thanks
There is light in her sweet spirit
Never worried – it is lithe, lively
Powerful, courageous, strong and wise
Always urging the heart to try
There is a brilliance in her affection
Never cruel – always compassionate
Sympathetic and understanding
Breaking through sorrow to gladness
There is a star that never goes out
Never dark – it shines through her character
She is a friend, a light – a burning flame
Echoing pleasure that stirs embers of appreciation
She is the one who reminds my heart
As I go through life, collecting all the stars…
There is no brighter star in the sky,
I’m humbled by her sincerity and love…
So beautiful it must have fallen from above
July 21, 2022