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POETIC JUSTICE
To me, what really is poetic justice?
It's the realm I unlock my muse & sayings.
Poetic justice is unleashing magical piece
that set creativity plain like in matrix;
By that, almost nothing goes amiss.
It's like standing on a precipice.
Ironically, somethin' definitely will miss.
But certainly not my punchlines,
Figures of speech & poetic device.
Poetic justice is like artistic paintings.
It's the finished product of the wright,
This is when I also "set things write!"
Methinks I did justice tonight.
Infinito, justice certainly served right!!!
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WISDOM
When I was a child , I spoke like a child .
The words of innoncence was my being.
As i grew older my perception of the world boarden and I had stories from family that highlighted the perils of Life.
Wisdom and sayings
"Look before you Leap"
"Be Careful what you wish for "
"Count your blessings "
" Do not cry , dry your eyes".
Wisdom is in the eye of the beholder for
Life is what you take and make from it.
Wisdom can make you stronger , be more
attuned with your own intuition.
Call it six sense if you will for it is for real
Wisdom comes in many forms : Blessings
Triumphs, Celebrations.Sorrow, trials and tribulations. The grass is not always greener on the other side.Stick to the lanes you are use to.
I've since forgotten nearly now
All my schooling, my meditations
I am where I am, my tracks all gone
Gurus, the sentients, seers, sages
Enlightened speakers through the ages
Only conclusions, refrains remain
I hear loud voices along the way
Their slogans, sayings, mere repetitions
Arguments of logic: Descartes, Sartre
Shadowy souls of philosophy past
Silent statues sounding shallow words
In corridors of museums of thought
Feeling a self-imposed island
Then who to turn to, except myself
Comforts of ego, identity once known
Deception consumes my reality
It's lonely here - onliest here
The place of no illusion, no paths
Letting go, one of the toughest things
Cannot say what benefits it brings
My trail, my wake, has dissipated
No one to see my self dissolution
Allay fears, dry my tears, prod my peers
This, the unique uncommon moment
Now is the time for my commitment
Observing for me has long been done
Every solitary step: best be brave
The ringing bell can't be unrung
Reality's song can't be unsung
Reality has no forward or back
No such thing as time, only being
Just me to face, the onliest place
10/20
The day innocence disappeared
As life was created down by the Sleepy Hollow
The days of great sayings
Children bringing up children
We did okay for a time
Sadly, maturity does what it always does
Brings new horizons
Sets new goals
We were okay about it
Others weren’t
Maybe they couldn’t see beyond the hill
Time moved on, and the bond was broken
Years later, you found your soulmate
A second child was born
I found out later, a girl
I was leading my life
So in a way, it wasn’t my business
Just made it more final in a way
I agreed you should take full custody
It was the right thing to do
Upset some
But it was always me and you
I passed by the Sleepy Hollow
Maybe just to understand
It was wild and overgrowing
Pushing further to the road
Someday it would reach beyond the hill
Never looking back
I would be waiting.
An old friend visited today, no longer young Men
Our hair changed, not with dyes or clippers anymore
Two silver foxes, a little rounder than before
We both have partners now, I have kids
Where once warehouse raves and Oxford st debauchery stood
Now roast pork and red wine abound
A bottle shared, just slightly older than the story of us
The bonds that held us together remain unbroken
We laugh and shared our tales, those funny sayings we had
Where’s so and so now, and how did we get here?
Twelve years, as if no more than a weekend had passed
Promises to make it sooner next time
A warm embrace and gently to bed
I love you brother
ANNIVERSARY #2:
Warm words work well:
Sign swift sayings;
Dance dreamy dwell,
Tell tale touching.
Bright blossoms bloom:
Voice values verse;
Ripe ripples room,
Touch tickles terse.
Speak sanguine say:
Word wonder's will;
Charm creates clay,
God's grandeur grills.
Tell thrilling tales:
Pen poignant prize;
Voice vision veils,
Sense sweet surprise.
Bit by bit blooms:
String sparkling spring;
Bright buzzing boom,
Share subtle sting.
Fine flavours float:
Fond fleeting form;
Gather glad gloat,
Nurture nude norms.
End echoes etch:
Words wisely weird;
Spread story sketch,
Burst bestows beard.
Leon Enriquez
08 February 2016
Singapore
(Note: This poem is to celebrate my second
anniversary at the PoetrySoup community.
Thank you to everyone who has followed
my writing journey here in cyberspace. My
Present tally of poems posted for the past
two years, since February 08, 2014 now
stands at 3797 poems.)
For words were my clays and in wisdom they were burnt
The Potter the mighty One his clays He tender to
smoothen that they be made into shapes
4:1 Hear, ye children, the instruction
of a father, and attend to know
understanding. 4:2 For I
give you good doc
Forsake ye not
my law.
4:3
The edifice of my mind made granites instructions
For I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother. He taught me also, and said unto
me, Let thine heart retain my words:
keep my commandments,
and live Get
wisdom,
And the architect my foundation understanding mingled
calculation forget it not; neither decline from the words of my mouth. 4:6 Forsake her not, and she shall
preserve thee: love her, and she shall keep
thee. 4:7 Wisdom is the principal
thing; therefore get
wisdom:
and with all thy getting get understanding. 4:8 Exalt her, and she shall promote thee: she shall bring thee to honour
, when thou dost embrace her. 4:9 She shall give
to thine head an ornament of grace: a crown
of glory shall she deliver to thee. 4:10
Hear, O my son, and receive my
sayings; and the years of
thy life shall be many
4:11 I have taught
thee in the
way of
wisdom; I have led thee in right paths. 4:12 When thou goest, thy steps shall not be straitened; and when thou runnest
thou shalt not stumble. 4:13 Take fast hold of
instruction; let her not go: keep her; for she
is thy life. 4:14 Enter not into the path
of the wicked, and go not in the
way of evil men.
Foundations rocked on words wisdom, instructions, built my edifice a tall ivory building called shelter
Lately, I have been a-thinkin',
About President Abraham Lincoln,
And about the witty sayings he told,
Quotes for the ages that shall ne'er grow old!
Some I've slightly paraphrased,
And others I've left unscathed.
"No matter how much cats yowl and fight,
There always seem to be plenty of kittens alright!"
"If this is coffee, please bring me some tea,
But if this is tea, bring me some coffee, I plea!"
"I like to see a man preach as if he's fighting bees,
Bringing wayward miscreants to their knees!"
"If I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?
I think not when all is said and done!"
"Marriage is neither heaven or hell, 'tis said;
'Tis more akin to purgatory instead!"
"General McClellan, if you are not using the army now,
I would like to borrow it if you would please allow!"
"I can make more army generals, you see,
But horses cost money and that is of concern to me!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved
Some things are sent to try us
That's how the saying goes
But some things like to try too
hard
And so the problem grows.
A problem shared is a problem
halved
Another timeless one
But what to do, when you feel
bad
And all the sharings done?
God give me strength
Is one that makes me laugh
Because wouldn't it be nice
If we only had to ask?
So how do we deal with
problems
When we can't see the wood
for the trees?
Do all the bad things, like the
good
Always come in threes?
Good things in small packages
So bad things in the big?
You'll only get in deeper
If all you do is dig.
Don't fix it if it's not broken
But your broken isn't mine.
How do these sayings work
If we don't fall in line?
All we need is people
Those that really care
Because then you don't need
cliches
Just a moment that is spare.
Form:
"Fall seven times and stand up eight." — Old Proverb
"You can never cross the ocean until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore." — Christopher Columbus
There dawn full oft an undiscerning hour
When every charter yieldeth unto mist,
And Confidence, relinquishing her power,
Must sue to Faith where Reason doth desist.
Yet Providence, whose counsels never sleep,
Keeps hidden harvests for the souls that keep.
Then from antiquity there soundeth clear
The ancient benison no years abate:
"Fall seven times and stand up eight."
Not as a charm to banish grief or fear,
But as the covenant whereby we prove
That steadfast hearts outlive the wounds they move.
For overthrow is but the sterner school
Wherein the unconquered spirit learns her art;
Adversity, though tyrannous in rule,
Refines the adamant within the heart.
The oak's dominion, vast against the sky,
Was once a hope no eye could descry.
Thereafter comes another sovereign word,
Whose summons biddeth timid spirits soar:
"You can never cross the ocean until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore."
No mariner hath any kingdom won
Who hugged the haven fear had sanctified;
New continents await the faithful tide.
For every noble vocation asketh this:
Some cherished certainty must be resigned;
No higher benediction comes amiss
Unto the soul still fettered in the mind.
The eagle claimeth not empyreal air
Until it trust the currents hidden there.
Thus have these venerable sayings wrought
A jurisprudence graven on my breast:
That every trial beareth secret thought,
And every tempest laboureth our best.
The darkest vigil, faithfully endured,
Leaves inward realms for evermore secured.
Therefore I leave one sentence of mine own,
Not born of ease, but long affliction's fire:
"Whoso keepeth faith with the highest good, though every visible warrant perish, shall discover that Providence hath already builded the bridge whereunto his steadfast feet were called."