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CHEERY 2
Weathered wood bench
Old as us two;
Hardy as teak
~~~~~~~~~
On this trip
Make ends meet;
Garage sales
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Joy seeds enough
No need for stuff;
Just call the bluff
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Just two old souls
In brief posture;
Human nature knows
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Cheery in grief
Joy fills the brief;
Small talk punctuates
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Wednesday cascades
New mystery floats;
Touch of morning light
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Morning Glory flowers
Temporary respite;
Hazy sun floats
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Laughter and glee
Children frolic;
Playtime melodies
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Chinese pugilists
Martial arts dancing;
Crafty moves delight
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Stillness permeates
Silence glowing;
Calm quiet creates
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Grocery shopping spree
So much to carry;
Overstretched arms
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TV conversations
Meal time indulgence;
Sitcom fantasies
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Leon Enriquez
25 September 2015
Singapore
Cut To The Chase...And Tan Hat Man!
Though reading horror stories (macabre),
an only every now and again
genre crazy wave
washing over me like
a killer tsunami,
(subsequently fueling
desperation) to save
thine scrawny ****,
(a derriere laughing stock,
and hence cheeky of me to rave),
those rare occasions satiated, when
hung over insomnia heavily bulging,
rheumy myopic blood shot eyes
nonetheless lock into
critical opening sentence determining,
whether adroit kingly author
nimbly setting the stage and pave
ving what thenceforth, pro
misses tubby a cell out ace
in the hole captive audience
(me, this apt pupil), doth brace
himself (by all counts once
a bad little kid) deserving, well...now...
just a bag of bones,
who fiendishly cackles
when leaning in (Sheryl Sandberg like),
whereat after opening sentence, an instantaneous
possessive gnarly hand
forcibly grabs my attention
presaging and frightening
yours truly (juiced in case
ye did not know),
where within the bazaar
of bad dreams epic,
which seems like forever,
when I finally erase
and exorcise the bogeyman who,
masterfully, immediately,
dramatically got woven
lady chattery teeth and all
withering wicked warp and woof
establishing (proof positive),
an excellently crafted
Chiral Mad heavily shades
of night are falling
gussying haunting place,
where the color of evil permeates
every cerebral space
with darkness, said
sub rosa prime evil punctuates
the mind this dream catcher,
whence after four past midnight
the reaper's image appears
sending adrenaline rush,
viz flight or fight blind
did, when firestarter alarm didst grind
passage of time manifesting dark forces
blaze zing atavistic fear itself lined
up battleground formation
from the borderlands of my mind
this even before turning
the first page where the eyes
of drag'n my afterlife shined!
Late awakening
Sleepy and drowsy;
Dreamy mid-flight
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Echoes of home
Familiar laughter;
Peace of mind
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Rain and more rain
Thunderstorm mists;
Watery dreams
~~~~~~~~~
Two sparrows
Chit-chat bird talk;
What now my friends?
~~~~~~~~~
Whistling kettle
Steaming interlude;
Coffee cuppa
~~~~~~~~~
Listen now
Howling winds scream;
Rain punctuates
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Christmas moods
Festive preparation;
Cleansing rituals
~~~~~~~~~
Joy to the world
Temporary ceasefire;
Warring fractions
~~~~~~~~~
Hope floats
Faith calls;
Love returns
~~~~~~~~~
Madness and suffering
Killer viral outbreak;
Death toll escalates
~~~~~~~~~
Human violence
Sad state of heart;
Avarice fashions
~~~~~~~~~
I awake now
Step out from a dream;
Trip into another
~~~~~~~~~
Dreary weather
Wet and messy;
Cold winds taunt
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Leon Enriquez
21 December 2014
Singapore
An unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second poem he
ving up from deep within the key
per of Matthew Scott's ideas - nee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull lee coalescing, buta not three
endeavors crafted since quota we
kind to exhaust passion before zee...
land revisited, when
a call for shot eye
guarantees, a dearth of ideas
will no longer fly
with plentitude, whereby
exertion from this guy
will necessitate to type
briskly before hie....
ah...whew...just when
I felt at a loss what to write...
bitta bing bitta bang
(optional chitty at no extra cost),
lo and behold ear splitting,
appalling sounds did in vite
until dusk hands clapped
over each ear tight
to muffle noise pollution spite
fully generated by
rambunctious youths,
who know no right
that gunning engines quite
obnoxious, and that conviction
edited (by me) tubby polite
buffer this chap hunkers
down for the night.
the following constitutes the e-man
soup pay wanton declaration
emphatically, independently,
and obnoxiously
transmitted thru ether
these loathsome roar of dirt bikes
punctuates the formerly quiet air
where local high school
teenage mutant ninja
male turtles blare
(an educated presumption)
at top notch threshold decibel
definitely inducing deafness,
which will soon be clear
to those motorheads
flooring accelerator scaring deer
and other sparse wildlife,
whose engines I hear
miles away, cuz this bard ****
got extreme (ear river rent)
hyper sensitivity to sound
perhaps linkedin
tummy predisposition,
could allow ma
Standing in front
Of the place
He felt
A faint breeze
Skimming
The streets
Ankle high
Swirling dust
Reaching up
Stinging his face
Reminding him
This was not
Wind blown sand from
The ocean.
He came from a
Place like that
"...seashells by the seashore..."
Tired
He packed up
Headed out
Straight down the highway
Took the high span view
Over the George Washington Bridge
And saw the misty outline
Of Manhattan ’s
Gray turrets
Piercing the clouds
Brightly colored banners
Everywhere
And soldiers in armor
Beckoning
Him
To come with
His dreams.
Stepping back
He looked
Up and down
The streets
Nothing moving
Nothing to see
The dream
Within
Still
Burned
White
Self taught
He spent
Long nights
Searching
For the right words
And solitary days
Practicing
Until his fingers cramped
And bled.
At the clubs
He met some ladies
Had some fans
When agents stopped
Calling
He stayed
When the others
Slipped away
Leaving behind
Empty backpacks
And borrowed shoes.
The place fills up
Lights dim
A stray cough
Punctuates the silence
Alone on stage
He eases into the mike
His voice carries the song
The audience leans
To hear
Words meant only for them
He connects
With them
And they with him
The Devil is in the room
The club is transformed
After all those years
His chance is now.
Lazy afternoon
Telemovie and naps;
Weary bones
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Words surge
Simple ideas;
Walk fond talk
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Old path here
Winding and trampled;
Grass verge survives
~~~~~~~~~
Day trip outing
Viewing construction;
New house takes shapes
~~~~~~~~~
Sanguine feel
Haiku streams flow;
Interim substance
~~~~~~~~~
Cosmic fireworks
Meteors flying;
Starry black night
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House hunting
Beauty calls;
Homing device
~~~~~~~~~
Saturday moods
Festive weekend;
No one visits
~~~~~~~~~
Sudden and sure
Ageing feels awkward;
Grey hairs and paunch
~~~~~~~~~
Ancient memories
Sharp contrast;
Silver moonbeams
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Desolate thoughts
Swing in and out;
Suspicion punctuates
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Leon Enriquez
07 June 2015
Singapore
Rainy day clouds
Ominous shades;
Wet, wet, wet
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Dawn unzips
Light spreads far;
New birth unravels
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Sleepy face murmurs
Echoes of last dream;
Blurry awakening
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Coffee brew
Caffeine fix lingers;
Eyes wide open
~~~~~~~~~
Hibiscus florals
Pink, orange and red blooms;
Bright sensations
~~~~~~~~~
Stylish flower shoppe
Punctuates busy avenue;
Brilliant conversations
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Meal time escalades
Hunger pangs loiter;
Food court queues
~~~~~~~~~
We are prisoners here
Minding our business;
Mental cells confine
~~~~~~~~~
Draft after draft
Regurgitate old biases;
Emperor's new clothes
~~~~~~~~~
Bamboo grooves line
Passageway to nowhere;
Meet you there
~~~~~~~~~
Moon gate moments
Lavish garden tryst;
Find hidden gems
~~~~~~~~~
Pleasure is nice
In simple finds;
Beauty shows
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Ants crawling round
Winding worker procession;
Purposeful ventures
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Home kitchen commotion
Awesome flavours;
Discerning moments
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In a fond touch
Homely welcome;
Purge all pain
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Drama entertains
Catchup TV;
Feisty commentary
~~~~~~~~~
Digital age flings
Gadgets and tablets;
e-Everything booms
~~~~~~~~~
Crazy greets touchy
Dramatic escalations;
Zigzag world alarms
~~~~~~~~~
Late night silence
Stormy rain hurling;
Sleep comes quick
~~~~~~~~~
Routines prescribe
Certain repetition;
Muse finds room
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
04 December 2014
Singapore
Live mundane routines
Do simple things;
Seize the moment
Flash of insight
Punctuates normalcy;
Muses inspire
Live easy
Love breezy;
Heart explores mind
Soul sparkles
In hidden dark;
Delight wants to play
Evening comes
Nightfall blankets;
Cicadas and frogs duet
By wayside
Unnoticed;
Beauty in wild flowers
Sit and wait
No need to hurry;
Time changes all things
***** message
i-Phone buzzing;
"Buy papaya and banana"...
In deep sorrow
A tint of joy;
Floral miracle
Now and then
Think upon times past;
Voice of my parents
Dawn flings sunburst
Skyline restored;
Hazy perfection
Awakening is hard
Stress and strain compete;
Change feels strange
Leon Enriquez
07 May 2014
Singapore
HAIKU BLOOMS #2
People fleeing
Abrupt exodus;
Freedom dies trying
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Refugees here
Uprooted debris;
Dying echoes scream
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Conflict chops
Confront crazy;
Cruelty conspires
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By this old sea
Screaming faces;
Distorted awakenings
~~~~~~~~~
Pain rains
Inhuman strains;
Murder strokes plain
~~~~~~~~~
Good men watch
Death and debris;
From a distance
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Haiku blooms
Echoes wind here;
Ponder loss plain
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Sultry hot day
Noise confronts;
Laughter punctuates
~~~~~~~~~
New note book
Ink stain whiplash;
Memory curls
~~~~~~~~~
Words spilling
Electronic thoughts;
Cyber verse splurge
~~~~~~~~~
Random spread
Motive mime;
Word tincture sways
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
06 February 2016
Singapore
Blurry e-motion
Waiting on words;
Upheaval swirls
Meal time posture
Food court harvest;
Same old stuff
Chinatown fringe
Walkabout excursion;
Hot humid weather chokes
Word for word jazz
Relevance juxtaposed;
Poignant verse strains
Book store punctuates
Tucked in a corner;
Niched following
Verse genres ply
Moods and variations;
Starling change surprise
Clap books monochrome
Small print runs;
Modest readership circle
Works on offer
Book bargains tease;
Second-hand relevance
Simple repast
Eat when hungry;
Flexible meal duration
Migraine fatigue hits
Siesta to recharge;
Stop gap measure
Cash and carry
Shopping trip downtown;
Happy getaway
Tired eyes droop
Glare of noon day sun;
Sudden shower wets
Casual visitors
Impromptu discourse;
Catchup chit-chat
So much to say
Hourglass reprieve;
Abruptly cut short
Conversations hurl
Mid-afternoon visit;
Twenty years backlog squeezed
We style a smile
Catch-up with past wit;
Great mileage in minutes
Joy in swift passage
Touching bases now;
Moments in retreat
Leon Enriquez
13 June 2014
Singapore