Long Punctuate Poems
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Grass verge
Blooms swaying
Breezy sparkles;
A wandering stray dog
I see
Moments
Smiles punctuate
This waiting game;
Sudden monsoon downpour
Stranded
Bus stop
Long wait here
Dehydration;
Fondle mobile device
Self-talk
Old place
Nicole Green
Freehold condo;
Once upon a time there
We stayed
Flowers
Plumeria
Red and yellow;
Pathway for a warm stroll
So nice
Darling
There you go
Waltzing my heart;
Purpose, puzzle, passion --
That's love
Dawn light
Sparrow song
On window ledge;
Morning thanksgiving hymn
Of praise
Start here
Toil and work
Cramp To Do Lists;
Schedule endless meetings
New day
Meal time
Well-earned break
Gulp food and drink;
So many things to do
So how?
Big crowd
Gathering
Now at our house;
Noisy get-to-gather
Beer fest
Story?
Tell me now
What's going on;
People playing board games
Rowdy
Urban
Adventures
Pandemonium;
Party portfolios scream
Madness
Who knows
The way out
Unending maze;
Escape from sanity
Takes time
Words paint
Strange pictures
Vague feelings cue;
Question your stumbling ways
To be
Listen
Laughter sums
Pulse, pun and wit;
Humour packs a sure punch
Right here
Leon Enriquez
03 Mar 2014
Singapore
Window ledge song
Stray sparrows sing;
A choral duo
~~~~~~~~~
Rain drops slide
Blurry window view;
Furious stormy night
~~~~~~~~~
Not much to say
Old couple sit;
Passing people punctuate
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Coffee maker sounds
Morning makeovers;
Caffeine fix retort
~~~~~~~~~
From this penthouse
Brief promontory;
Puzzling landscapes
~~~~~~~~~
Lovely couple
Youth presides;
Time will tell
~~~~~~~~~
Haiku moment
Zero metaphor;
Captured picture
~~~~~~~~~
Plain words
Tell not describe;
Look and see
~~~~~~~~~
Curious pantomime
Merge into a dream;
Fall into another
~~~~~~~~~
Joy waits
Sorrow appears;
Opposites reconcile
~~~~~~~~~
Eastern view
Western education;
Two worlds endow
~~~~~~~~~
Awakening
Awareness
Abundance
~~~~~~~~~
Bus stop queue
Gadgets in hand;
Electronic toys
~~~~~~~~~
Social media
Conspiracy theories;
Insidious intents
~~~~~~~~~
Girl and boy
Two whirls collide;
Fancy intervenes
~~~~~~~~~
Years have etched
Facial sculptures;
Deep wrinkles attest
~~~~~~~~~
Cite and recite
Write and re-write;
Nothing much
~~~~~~~~~
Opposites attract
To balance out;
Not much more
~~~~~~~~~
Curious wonder
Time runs away;
Not much left
~~~~~~~~~
Like attracts like
To boost buzz;
Ample estates
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Leon Enriquez
10 May 2015
Singapore
Gray matter subjected to accumulate
incessant overall slack heavily larded
earlier in marriage, viz Zison clan
evicted Harris family,
whose hardship unemployment did exacerbate,
neither me nor birth mother worked
both this sir, and mum mate
afflicted with psychological disability
where physiological torture did subjugate
our respective physical beings with inadequate
skills to cope with child rearing,
hence blissful dialect tickle
accent doth boldly punctuate
angst strum fretful das
chord dent mental state -
mein kampf pronouncedly scarred,
asper lifetime subjected to debilitate
ting panic attacks impossible to abdicate -
relentless whipsawing, hammering,
and fracking drilling would never abate,
ache ken to ten thousand maniacal banshees
nsync with mailer daemons create
ting bedlam courtesy (Olive)
garden variety silently kick starting freight
train recklessly coursing heedlessly
despite engineer hood handedly
madly, and ominously didst gesticulate
in vain, the loco motif
barreled thru one billeted gate
after another crashing, this soundless fate
driving me into marshy madness accelerate
ting an existence toward self destruction
in tandem with Sue S Side, I accentuate
time and again, yet self obliterate
ting this papa would eviscerate,
(albeit emotionally) lovely Punim
Uneasy wit
Argues, finds fault;
Uneasy bits
Unmask default.
Uneasy mess
Reveal real pains;
Now more or less,
Hurts wear refrains.
Uneasy style,
Blunt issues poke;
Now who can smile
In bitter yoke?
Uneasy peace,
Words cannot heal;
Wounds now increase,
Harsh fate to seal.
Uneasy mind,
Heart feels quite choked;
Harsh edges find,
Sad grief that strokes.
Uneasy will
Turns round to bite;
Who can keep still
When thoughts incite?
Uneasy space,
Ugly with pride;
Just learn to face
Each turn of tide.
Uneasy ride,
Emotions spark;
Release vain pride
To make the mark.
Uneasy truce,
No one can win;
Stalemate and deuce,
Discord fills in.
Uneasy lines
Punctuate discord;
No one feels fine —
This Gordian knot!
Uneasy looks,
No eye contact;
No open book —
No turning back.
Uneasy gaze,
Judge and accuse —
Trapped in a maze:
Guilty? Confused?
Uneasy glance
Seek compromise;
No second chance,
Trust fails to size.
Leon Enriquez
16 January 2018
Singapore
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY
Away from activism and heroism
With the wish that appreciation and respect
Will punctuate our envisioned futurism
That love and unity may oil our every prospect
We celebrate our able and beautiful women
And by extension the premium rib they came from
And most importantly the decision from heaven
Of helpers that did well to come
Ye are special and that without a thing to prove
Though ye are swayed and wooed to equal the man
History is guided by so many a feminine move
Though their names don't sign off the plan
We were once a society together a blazing fire
But independence separated each smoldering wood
We celebrate now on the road to things getting dire
Worrying of a cold world in which we bring a brood
Man sires the woman, woman births the man
Have no conflict with that which ye have stake
Celebrating the woman is celebrating the man
Let's pledge to make than leave strife in our wake
Nevertheless enjoy the day with joy and merry
Ye are the pride of elders and mothers of children
And ye are now ripe for truth beyond flattery
For ye know that the path of light need be taken
K. Muitherero.
#internationalwomensday
Nonetheless suicidal ideations severely
whipsaw punctuate, lacerate, assassinate
frescoed fiasco failure grimly livingsocial
ah...that dull cutlery eyed with temptation
one painful thrust hemorrhaging, whereby
carpeting permanently stained blood red,
(security deposit forsaken) cremation ought
not outrageously expensive, I subsequently
chickened out imposing eternity of fire and
brimstone self condemnation, denunciation,
excoriation gently tested as serrated knife
made contact against flesh of left arm..., no
strength prevails this Father's Day 2019
beset with gravity of black hole son wracked
fiasco frescoed across psyche adrip with
bajillion pearl jammed tears aghast at blank
tabula rasa with few hashtag marks evincing
feeble effort contrasted with abundant
adventure awaiting eldest daughter agog
at countless opportunities availed since...
her birth, when she exhibited above
average intelligence made bee line high
school International Baccalaureate program
(at Lower Merion) testament, asper flying
colors one keystone linkedin destiny toward
eventual linchpin, viz IVY League University
(handsome financial aid package allotted),
plus exemplary academic job well done, now
finds blessed progeny enroute to west coast
(sharing pricey apartment with emma man hint
beau), whereat this papa overjoyed at bountiful,
delightful, faithful indomitable laudable
achievement starkly aware how bleak and
forlorn hogtied hobbled horrid mine existence
never knowing "seat of spongebob squarepants"
experience analogous to rite of passage gaining
positive result regarding electric kool aid battery
operated litmus test forging steely mettle
comprising organic entity NON GMO, nor gluten
free genetic gifted body, mind, and spirit attaining
inherent maximization allowing, enabling and
providing decades to acquire financial means
to enjoy relative versus countless squandered
prospects yours truly (me) neglected to cultivate
leaving barren an existence not worth trumpeting!
i tell you i love you
in every way i can
with words sometimes
with gifts others
with little helpful deeds
a secretive smile
promise laden
i say I love you
with a wanton gaze
a playful squeeze
hands employed to tease
and lips on lips to please
my body language speaks
i love you
i say that i love you
a million ways each day
ways that come naturally to me
the message conveyed
communication complete
yet i wonder
do you hear me
loud and clear?
how i wish i knew
your language of love
teach me to speak it fluently
help me to nuance it
with all that you need
to make meanings complete
tell me
tell me how
to relate, communicate, punctuate this love
in ways that affirm
so you'll feel secure
teach me the language of your love
cause i tell you i love you
a million ways each day
yet futility fraught
i fear...
no gift, no word, no caress
no passionate pleasure play can prove
this...this...reality i live
this feeling, this absolute truth
that makes everything í've know
a petty peripheral
compared to you
i tell you i love you
oh, how i wish i knew
how to say i love you
in the language of
you
Eileen Manassian
The Flicker of the Flame
When love is fueled by passion
that was once a tiny spark,
heartstrings will come unfastened
flames will punctuate the dark.
Memories looking back in time
paint images so true.
Soon our dreams will turn tomorrow
into days that we’ve passed through…
A devotion worth professing
and for certain not by chance,
this union is a blessing of
an ageless, timeless romance.
Your search between the shadows
saw the man that I became.
Your beauty took my breath away
by the flicker of the flame…
Cole Banner
Copyright ©2020
Smith’s Octopuses Party On Pontoons
Rumor Has It My Dear
Rumor has it my dear something spectacular is near
Bring your batik hats to our grand lavish scene
Wear flowing Kebeya robes
Let them flow in the air
We’re having our party upon the ocean
On pontoons made of bamboo notions
Flown in from Indonesia with crews
Planks will connect all the segments
Chris Christie will help with construction
Bridging rafts with bamboo shoots & roots
(We understand he understands bridges)
Yachts will punctuate the festivities
Covered in purple red flowers with care
Tied to the floating swaying affair
McCartney and Sting will be there
Octopuses Garden is the theme
And Paul will bring Ringo to sing
The Clinton's and Bushes are on the list
Paparazzi will see if they kiss or do tricks
And who can resist our guests of honor
Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt
The main menu is set like this;
Foie gras loco moco carne
Matusaka beef
Pheasant/Mallard breast roast
Beluga Sevruga, Osetra caviar
Goût de Diamants, Taste of Diamonds champagne
Haute chocolate ice cream
This all seems like a dream
We pray that the weather holds up
The only waves we wish to see is from us
In the form of greetings and pleasantries
The party has been planned for ages
If storms should gather
It won’t really matter
We’re thankful
The Royals, Mr.& Mrs. Smith are here
To weigh down pontoons and rafts
With billions in sacks of gold trinkets
Door prizes for sure, (sorry no doors), for those who attend
500 guests will arrive at the gala
A date with Mick Jagger and two jaguars
Assured for each person as gifts guaranteed
Compliments of King & Queen Smith
Whose parties should never be missed
A mystery guest, no surprise
A legend in his own mind
Mr. Trump and his hair might arrive
Since the pope is preoccupied
We’ll sway to the music with fine company
All are welcome to our heavenly scene
At the octopuses party on the sea
7/11/14 Rumor Has It contest
Dots From A Box
Black dots reside inside a black box on table top
Blue dots are housed in pens as ink, in old cartridges or wells
At the end of sentences they come out to punctuate
To stop a stream of thought on page
Otherwise they would escape with no ideas
Words would never end
Properly placed with surgeon like precision
The pen comes down on pure white paper
A laser pin point tip releases liquid
Forms into a period
Melds on the surface at that concluding spot
On the two dimensional world becoming one
An indelible dot at the end of words and phrases
If left to their own devices, periods would go on parade
Lined up in rows to march like this . . . . . . . . . . .