Long Instigates Poems
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Dog eat dog world
Awakes to new dawn;
Paradoxical gains
Words and yet more
Empty words dilute;
Cold comfort frozen
Headlines sensation
Bad news in vogue;
Catchy decadence
Muse upon feeling
Profound thought;
Self-realization lights
Mood swings highlight
Psychic trauma;
Pain instigates
Skybridge running track
26 floors above;
Senior citizens jog
Look to this day
To do something good;
Saturday cat nap
Set routines
To-Do List unfurls;
Time is never enough
Much ado
About nothing new;
Changes re-order
Ideas rule the world
Change agents --
Come and go abruptly
Worn-out old pavilion
Two weary workers;
Chat over beer repast
Busy passage conduit
People hurry briskly;
Haphazard side stepping
Busy networking
Trying to get ahead;
Lost in the crowd
Visual impact dazzle
Too much colour;
Not much insight
Takeaway counter
Pre-order your drink blend;
Beverage on-the-fly
Leon Enriquez
04 July 2014
Singapore
An eyrie of bald eagles stir,
waking to the fresh morning air.
Preening and primming flight feathers
grooming each with diligent care.
Flies buzz around yesterday's scraps,
fueled by the rays of the sun.
And shifting shadows disappear,
darkness defeated, dawn has won.
While perched high on a rocky crag,
their keen eyes soon survey the land.
And with uncanny precision,
vast hunting grounds are swiftly scanned.
Hungry eaglets flex flightless wings
forming formidable muscles.
And food brought by the parent birds
oft instigates sibling tussles.
Calling out and circling close by,
eagles urge chicks to leave the nest.
And for the first time, fledglings flap
feathered wings, passing nature's test.
(Quatrain)
07/19/2020
many teachers
many masters
in my every step of life
from them
the Guru
I don't know who is true
yet I love
I love them all
institutional, eating, drinking
walking, running, watching
playing, doing something in the job place
praying…..
everywhere I feel
the teachers, the masters, the gurus
existence
but, sometimes I enter into
the sovereign reign of my heart
I look up the mind
I confined my-self
and there I obtain the lesson
"If any lesson or teaching instigates to hate or hurt others
then this lesson is unsafe as well as brainwashing and this master/teacher/guru is preventable
and
If any lesson or teaching encourages me to love and help others
then this lesson is useful and this is a true master/teacher/guru"
-Thursday, August 8, 2019 Chattogram
Death and depression. They seem to be twins they stick together. One instigates and the other follows. It's like they come in a package. Death brings depression and often times deep enough depression brings death. It's weird how the feed off each other. It's like one can't happen without the other tagging along. When things come in packages to your home most of the time your excited to rip it open and see what you got. In this instance this package is one you wish was never sent. Death and depression also have a cousin. Sympathy. This package is even harder to recover at least with death and depression you know what to feel. How do you receive sympathy? When people tell you they are sorry for your loss. Makes me think I have some look on my face that says I hate the world. I simply reply with an it's ok. Sympathy makes me feel uncomfortable like the world is waiting for me to crash and burn. Like people are just staring at me waiting for me to shed a tear so they can hug me and make themselves feel like they are being useful like they are helping in some way. When these things are delivered to you you have no choice but to relieve them no matter how many pieces the package has.
Around my mind a linger of her existence plies, I'm evoked
An expression of joy my face accommodates, simply on this note
A thought of you causes my heart to skip a beat, beautiful like jazz
Not the voodoo though but I still feel locked up like I'm in Alcatraz
A good thing because it aids in appreciating your absence when I'm alone
Missing you hurts more than when I broke my clavicle bone
I love you too much to consciously inflict on you pain
Done it in the past but in His grace, never again
Maybe you the best thing that happened to me, maybe you not
Not to sound cheesy but to complete the rhyme, you are hot
Sometimes having you still seems kind of surreal
Want to experience with you the culture of Brazil
Like the sands of time, my love for you seems endless
Some of my dreams instigates we one day share address
You defined 'love' to me and redefined the essence of life
I'm convinced but I'd wait till time evinces you are my wife
Warm sunlight saturated the meadow, lavishly spreading herself as far as she could.
The day was waking up slowly, sleepily. She could see the reluctant silent livestock.
An ambiance of country met her as she gentled the farm awake to the woods.
She glistened off the leaves, the dew of the grass, and flecks of mica in a petrified rock.
Farmer was the first one to emerge from the house, he headed straight for the barn.
Sun knew his wife would be in the house, getting breakfast ready; she smelled bacon.
She would add this to her monthly tales she always told to the east in a yarn.
This feeling of silence and reverence of new daybreak always had sun a tiny bit shaken.
The chickens came out from the barn squawking and gawking; this made her smile.
The harsh sounds they made sounded frantic; they were kind of frightful.
She shone her sun streams a bit further, they were now showing their radiant guile.
Sun loved being the inspiration and instigator making a new day delightful.
I Asked Myself A Rhetorical Question...
Asper daily expounding fostering
inchoate manifesting mod
er writ writing quality,
solitary scrimmage tackling
undertaking, yielding whir
ring, sputtering, kickstarting, and
buzz-feeding at competitive, communal
crowed did metaphorical trough,
where household named author's
top New York Times best seller
tier, overshadowing under
rated genre bending, breakout aspiring,
story board qualifying,
opportunistic newbie man
use script artful dodgers
mere dust collecting drafts,
anticipating to stir infectious interest
incumbent - at mercy,
tripwire activating quint
essential key, which anchors print
ting projected uncertain
popularity first edition,
awakening, guiding, nosing
asymptote analogy steering
reader toward nascent
scribe, where paper
back writer wannabe,
toils away incorporating subtle
(hook, line and sinker) techniques,
(albeit apropos literary
ploys, a true test tum ment,
viz sophisticated gambits
to massage late tint
prestidigitation abra ca dab rah,
sine non qua cogent
see kant, and tangent triggers
modest mien fortified, exemplified,
and downplayed akin
to unassuming Clark Kent
in his cape ably nonchalant
transformation into superman,
and/or more pointedly,
some original heft leant
to set apart striking
poignant implement
exhibited by aspiring
writer daily revising,
albeit gal or gent
his/her uniquely obscure
trademark, but
eventually keen agent
assays non-boastful writing style
im prim mature print,
sans unassuming swiftly tailored
harried style seduces seek
curing sincere overnight reverent,
well deserved kudos
comically marveling
at thee most im portent
salient strengths, per
hops hue moored opulent
quality instigates
affinity toward nascent,
bar riddle be, bill leading,
bud ding scrivener,
not necessary alluding
to a hypothetical outlier
thus, any similarity between the
above statement and
a living person perchance named
Matthew Scott Harris
purely coincidental.
Gucci-Cabanna, Dreams, Drama's
doward spirals often inspire us
Defiant correspondances Deodorant
Radar Sattelite saop dope slip call it
Strict in my conduct Twist Just Trip
Shem don't forget about Noah
Miss Carolina Alabama Hammer New Mexican habbit
Hamock Comidians stand up Pearl Ceramic Tile
Shift Ivana I vain Ariata East LA California
Gilligan Skipper Aunte' Julianna
Previously who wrote that chapter
Signature series clarovoyance
Camoflauged like a sand dollar
Indulgent as the oragizer
Corruptions overtake me often
Subterfuge Sepmre Fidelis incorruptible Metals
Taken refuge under the shadow of The Almighty
!ONE} GOD is cloaked in Darkness
!TWO] Blue falls to the ungodly
!THREE} Red instigates images better left unmentioned
Bilingal undercovers interigations
Filibusters Capital Hill Critcal Underseiged
D.J. Damage disbelief often PE Public Education
Soccer Teams disbelievable Cheif of the Savages
DEbriefed Wicked Caskets
Lupe' Dupre' coupe' De' Fiet
Instunbal IRAQ Kuwait Chad
Brass Braced for betrayal
In this dwelling, let nature bid you near
Where instigates the mild ocean no fear
Dwell here unmussed and we will both share
In the ambience of a breeze with a scarlet care
As we voyage by a crescent sphere
To grasp the true art of this gracious air
Let no heart pardon a snare
Nor squeeze fear,from your tender eyes; a tear
By this soulful yacht let's sail the rare
As caressing wind migrates here and there
In your yearn for care, will my heart give hear
In your long for warmth, i will be most fair
Let no ravine snog elude me while i am near
In time, history will make a tale of our presence here.
Don't live or die for a leader
Live or die for a good cause
Don't be mislead by fervor
That instigates the applause
A just world for everyone
Is the politics for me
Where people are all valued
Not by race or by some creed
Don't follow someone blindly
who preaches supremacy.
There is no "us" versus "them"
We're part of humanity
Follow leaders who want peace
not demanding sacrifice
of your freedom, home, and life
who themselves won't pay the price
Follow those who lead the way
At the front of every crowd
who instill in every heart
a good reason to be proud
A leader who wants what's best
at home and for those abroad
A leader who understands
That we're all children of God
Leading is never easy
By example one must show
What it means to be noble,
heroic in face of foe
Be careful who you follow,
for that reveals who you are
A leader's only human
Don't make him into a star
He has his flaws and foibles
Nobody is above blame
Unless you think he's like God,
at some point he'll bring you shame
My advice is so simple
Follow One who's best of all,
For His name is Jesus Christ
With him you will never fall
He led by His example
A servant, though a true King
He saw no class or gender
A new kingdom he will bring
He never disappoints me
My Leader, Savior, and Guide
Political agenda?
To always be by my side
I pledge my heart's allegiance
To the One who died for me
I'll follow my great leader
Now and through eternity.
Eileen Manassian