Long Sightly Poems
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Seize subtle see
Calm cheer claims choice
Enjoy empty
Notice numb noise
Touch trouncing tee
Soar spheres sightly
Sign special sense
Chide cramp content
Emote end etch
Note nice new next
Thrill tender trace
Sight sunny space
Sense slippery
Create calmly
Employ ending
Nicer needing
Treat treasures toil
Speak salient spoils
Sail solemn shores
Choose clever chores
Empty entice
Now nimble nice
Tokens tumble
Sensuous stumble
Straight seeing stays
Compress clear clay
Endow each etch
Noxious new next
Truth troubles text
Sign succinct sketch
Leon Enriquez
19 Apr 2014
Singapore
He could remember the chorus of warnings under the lonely heavens withholding its dazzling stars
The voice of Mr. & Mrs. Hart resonating within the walls of his sightly chamber Reminding him why this marriage will be transient like the bewitching waves of the ocean
"Her fruit of the womb is stale with one already." Mr. Hart had said
"She's a bed nomad." Mrs. Hart lending vocal pillar to support him
Came last week, fate stirred the hornets nest - His suspicion confirmed, seeing Michael welding hands with Jessica under the uncladded heaven. His Suspicion backed by visual proof. His wife was cheating while under his roof
"I will maim him and my wife. In fact slay him and he'll die". Thoughts bursting open the skull
In the dead of the night, an upgraded pillow talk broke out
"I saw you! You've been cheating and ing him!
Move out of my house tomorrow morning"
"OK. It's cool. It's not as if your pinky-finger ever did me any good
I'm tired of the shammed moaning and ******." She retorted
Her slam of doors startled the sun and made it rise with mourn. Bags leaving -
Footsteps hurrying - Doors slamming!
"Keep the child. I'm not training anybody"
He could remember the chorus of warnings under the lonely heavens
When she left without a goodbye to her daughter - Raven.
The psycho inside me will strike you when lively
the stupid inside you shines through brightly
you fully believe your actions wisely
never disguised or ghost but sightly
Believe the advantage
expert understanding
Deceive and be candid
ignorant standing
Don’t take in
no knowledge expanding
the stakes win
champagne downing
20’s lot try and play games
30’s lot a decade trained
20’s lot shall we explain
we’re grass you’re a grain
When we don’t care
you think we’re unaware
we see without stare
match you’re a flair
Lit up exposed
think no one knows
not just obvious
but fully glow
undersized psychology
sighted astrology
smiles and jolly
unworried to sorry
it’s an untraveled board
you’re yet to explore
of which we became bored
and will always no more
Bloated bubbly beauty
Sightly sensuous sexy
Dizzy dazzle dangling
Picture puzzle prompting
Loiter lofty laughter
Moments misty matter
Timeless touching treasures
Motive meeting measures
Structure succinct story
Senses spreading silly
Effort erring endless
Sightings speaking senseless
Awkward actions appoint
Jumpy jealous joy joints
Nonsense nesting nothing
Blossoms bringing blessings
Teasing touchy troubles
Ripples rooming rubbles
Poetry puzzles primal
Rushing rivers rival
Fuzzy feelings floating
Buzzy bumpy breathing
Leon Enriquez
03 May 2016
Singapore
Knit kindred know
Bestow blind blow
Glimpse gracious glow
Do deft dance dear
Steer sightly seer
Bloom bears buzz beer
Hot hype hurl here
Glance groovy gear
Free fuzzy fear
Cuppa coffee
Taste tranquil tea
Just joy juicy
Books bearing boast
Reaper's realms roast
Charm crystal coast
Wealthy words wind
Give gripe good grind
Free feelings find
Be brilliant bore
Carve clever core
Peel plunders pore
Store spiral spore
Blind blond blurbs bore
Grip glitching gore
Line lives long line
Feel foam flood fine
Dig deeper dine
Halt hunting haste
Wait weaves weird waste
Plot plunders paste
Crazy creep clowns
Fresh frozen frowns
Traverse toon town
Travel takes time
Real rivers rhyme
Chase cunning chimes
Leon Enriquez
24 Apr 2014
Singapore
Lotus flowering in murky mud pond;
Sure awakening to a poise anon.
Lotus opening with warm vibrant voice;
Calmness shimmering bright in fragrant choice.
Beauty arising in sure truth profound;
This grand flowering sanctifies these grounds.
Petals unfurl peace in radiant sunlight;
Moments invoke ease for the pilgrim sight.
Rain flings new patterns from the brink and verge;
Mosaic and fashion hurl swirls that emerge.
Thunder and lightning stream across dazzling;
Weather now lifting a sure unravelling.
Serene in posture the lotus swaying;
Stillness feeds gesture to feel a knowing.
Watch the moving glimpse in stray and fancy;
See the mystic scheme move soul more deeply.
Heed a wind mantra stirring in your heart;
Soul primes agenda as knowing imparts.
By this unknown sea of straying refrains,
Set swift moments free when stillness speaks plain.
Sense sure intercourse in delicate spree;
Feel effect and cause in lotus sightly.
Truth has a sure way to flood grand living;
Beauty informs play most gratifying.
Leon Enriquez
03 January 2015
Singapore
The arms were bent to such degree
my elbows formed a pickle.
Where girls would laugh and carefully rub;
their actions all but fickle.
My knobby knees would catch their eye
alluring them with teeter.
My sex appeal was next to God.
Their motions now a beater.
My ankles seen as swollen out
would beckon for embrace.
When girls would reach to grab my frame.
Me blushing some disgrace.
My chin bone coming to a point
was shunning all but tempting.
The ladies wondering where it stops.
Not one of them exempting.
With knuckles bulging sightly bones
These beads of flesh made ripe.
A xylophone of sexy music
that women find their type.
My greatest feature boldly out.
A forehead bright to sight.
My headbone shining "Here I Am"
for which most women fight.
And finally not forgetting this-
My greatest gift to part.
I won't be sharing any of this,
for no bone is a heart.
See time now hurl,
Hurl of new things,
Things that cause swirl,
Swirl of bold flings.
Think of a thought,
Thought that grows big,
Big in sure lot,
Lot that life digs.
Choose to be sure,
Sure as a charm,
Charm that feels pure,
Pure as a sum.
Do sculpt a trend,
Trend that you plan,
Plan to attend,
Attend wise scan.
Light up the dark,
Dark keeps secrets,
Secrets hide sparks,
Sparks of trinkets.
Go with life's flow,
Flow with fond glow,
Glow where you grow,
Grow a grand show.
Lift up your eyes,
Eyes that now see,
See the bright skies,
Skies most sightly.
Come pour your soul,
Soul in sure light,
Light in clear whole,
Whole to fond sights.
Soar where you live,
Live for fond quest,
Quest to just give,
Give love your best.
Leon Enriquez
08 October 2014
Singapore
The Old Rusty Gate
Old rusty gate stands as guard without fear,
sightly slant at the back of my garden.
Blue bell creeper leans on as iits barden.
But it serves faithful since long thirty years.
Great watchman dutiful not yet broken.
Through day and night it acts as sentinel.
Perch for bird: Path for running squirrel.
It raises harsh cracking sound when opened.
Otherwise no complaint: Perfect watchman
I feel nostalgic and can't change the gate,
though visitors to garden get upset.
My oldest companion: I'm lts fan.
Old gate has captured thick reddish brown rust.
But it is still robust sturdy and strong
serving me sincere since thirty years long.
Struggling with time looses lustre, draws dust.
I am calling mason this afternoon
The gate will be repaired with new fresh look,
standing proud guarding garden at back nook.
To be painted and polished very soon.
07/10/22
Fourth place
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Contest by Joseph May
Title chosen The Old Rusty Gate
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Contest by Brian Strand.