Long Spectrum Poems
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Sights and sounds fling the spectrum grand,
Urge joy to sum warm pleasures here;
Bright lights now spring such vivid trends,
Touch knows outcome in flush of cheer;
Live wondrous sighs with feisty reach,
Embrace the tact that tells fond touch.
Dance ample highs from each to each,
Yield sensuous acts that mean so much;
Note how time shows bright sparkling finds,
Align pure heart that bold courage;
Make affluence glow with peace of mind,
Impress wise start this very stage;
Choice channels deed to feast and fest,
Surprise rich feed to primal quest.
Leon Enriquez
05 June 2016
Singapore
Wisdom is not enough to calm your fears.
Simultaneously you need courage,
most essential to overcome fear : Dear !
Don't put yourself imprisoned in a cage.
Proceed prompt, active, being dynamic :
Fear sure to flee away! Have confidence.
Optimistic approach fully frolic.
Apply your wisdom with intelligence.
To chase fear, sufficient is not wisdom.
There are other colours like confidence,
competence, intellect in life- spectrum,
also accompanied by diligence.
To remove absolute your fear factor,
with wisdom use courage in each sector.
My volatile mind wandered in the terrain of trance,
drifted in the draft of reverie on its latticed wings,
a lonely bird floated in the sunburst recess of sky,
made the fascinating fresco of formless fantasy.
Captive in the suffocating cage of sordid craving,
I broke the bars in dormant dream to be free,
flew beguiled in zephyr when it began to blow,
fluttered in the thicket of yonder pleasant plateau.
From the dust of the demolished dreams I arose,
the dismal sigh of the desolate heart I heard,
the music of love resonated in ardent symphony,
I glided in its cadence, soared in the bowl of blue.
I heard the whispering spring wind singing for me,
as I serenaded with the silver-lined cloud convoy.
After the storm the spectrum of horizon embraced me,
while I ascended suffused with the colors of twilight.
As the departing rain drops sparkled in my eyes,
through the washed pristine prism I could see
the rainbow hues spread on my dancing wings,
while I returned to the nest as a lonely songbird.
Listlessly marooned last mile
fading fast into obscurity
beyond the unfurled tapestry of twilight zone,
the ambiguous path
seeking definition in configured mystique metaphor
engraved within the penumbra of panorama
outside my kaleidoscopic winsome window,
the mirror of mirage
on the world of fervent framework
constructing the instrument of my thoughts.
The montage momentary of esoteric exuberance
the euphoric lattice weaved engagingly
by the momentous strands of cadenced zephyr
the swirling sagacity of mesmeric menagerie
on an en echelon flight,
the design of delight
choreographed by the cloud clumps
in the exaltation sky of scarlet sunset,
the spectrum serenading still
the song of silence
tuned to the tranquil melody
of the spirit stimulant
for the formless façades of life unlived
languishing in the cascading crescendo
of the symphony of emotion,
as the ecstatic fervor flows entranced
in the stream of sonata,
transcripts untarnished in the mindscape
the pageant of immutable images
of the timeless sands transfixed
and the faceless people turned to shadows
while their silhouettes shroud the beauty of life
the ephemeral essence conducts
the symphony of memory.
I see out my window
transiently framed eternity
take furtive f l i g h t.
Silhouettes dancing with elegant gestures,
In ecstatic Moonlight dwelling in the ethereal sphere.
An oasis thriving in a wondering mind,
Mixed with emotions that teeter the edge.
As I search the Heavens for answers untold,
Is it in my grasp, the enlightened soul?
Finding solace in the beauty of this world,
Still, my heart is beating a forgotten love song.
When the songbird takes flight he captures my spirit,
Observing the trees standing proudly on majestic earth.
How can one forsake this ancient sacred vow?
The strong bond of souls in the eternal glory.
We imprison ourselves in every comprehensible way,
If seeing is believing then I am an unbeliever,
The unfathomable acts that man participates in,
To the other side of the spectrum, he is a miraculous being.
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The sparkling dawn lights up my onyx heart,
spreads the sunburst spectrum of yearning
in the fervent garden of feeling, blooming with my love,
designs the facsimile of your florid face.
In the lush valley of my mind contoured by desire,
I carve the channel of craving to reach you.
The fervid cloud of passion melts in tuneful torrent,
making my buoyant love a cascading river, I swim.
Wafting with the current of your charming allure,
my emotions soar high in your moonlit satin sky,
where my love weaves the enticing lattice of stars,
I gaze mesmerized with my sequined vision.
When my garden is drenched by the eventide hue,
I see your beauty blossom in my amorous arms.
The sapphire patina of the unfurling iris buds
glistens in your eyes with the lilting luster of love.
The drops of joyful tears in the corner of your eyes
gleam like the lucent pearls of shimmering dew,
reflect the radiant flicker of yearning of my heart,
the senses take me to the edge of the eclipsed time.
In midsummer mystique night of fantasy, I take you
through the moondust mist to the shining seashore.
As my heart pulsates with the rhythm of cobalt waves,
I place in your tender arms a bouquet and an entranced me.
With the melody of the whistling flute of beguiled breeze,
and the mesmeric music of the rolling waves of desire,
I compose the lyrics of my love that resonates for you
the rhapsody of longing, configuring my dreams in your eyes.
In the diaphanous sapphire night,
the drizzling dust of descending moonbeam
adorned the pearl-laced waves of the rolling sea,
where I sauntered in the desolate corridor of mind.
That is where I followed the footsteps of elusive muse.
The rain-washed sparkling seamless sky
spread the spectrum of my sensuous dreams,
weaved with chromatic charisma of rainbow motif,
arching over the halcyon horizon that beckoned me.
That is where I discovered my innate imagination flourish.
In stalled times wafting the miasma of despair,
I turned the emotion into lyrics of creative craving.
On its fantasy wings in the resonating rhapsodic air
to the boundless realm of exaltation I flew free beguiled.
That is when life-cherishing vigor of vision made me a poet.
“Flowers fade and decay through wintry hours
– waiting for rebirth” - Quote by Constance La France
Chilled whispers of freezing north wind
waltz with ballerina snowflakes.
Cold decay spawns in congealed nights with frost,
bare tree boughs bend with snow.
Fallen leaves have lost golden glow,
in winter’s gloomy grip they wilt.
Doting butterflies have vanished since long,
for the flowers are gone.
Surely, spring returns with splendor,
hued spectrum relights smoky sky.
Resurrected morning crowned by dew pearls
shines with sequins of spring.
Glowing sun melts away the snow,
jade veneer new adorns cracked ground.
Satin leaves sprout in barren trees with buds,
live in tinged crescendo.
Flowers bloom in faded garden,
breeze ripples with their mellow scent,
bringing butterflies to color burst scene,
revived nature’s fresco.
Dark chocolate eyes bore into me,
Beseeching, brimming, tunneling for truth.
A single tear trails silently
Cascading o’er lifted cheekbones so
Perfectly angled they’re matchless
Throughout nature’s beauty scheme.
Exquisite, ethereal amber skin is
Glistened by a single path tracking south
Till brushed tentatively aside and away
With a deliciously delicate crook’d index finger.
Adjusting focus with a bow, her upturned glance
Begs understanding, explanation.
Crimson lips, lavish in their trembling,
Part in silent query, “Why”?
Two years ten days no joy could compete.
Renowned in circles select, discreet,
Our couple bid the daily world depart.
Sealing curtains leaked primal sun bright-strewn
‘cross comely sheets, fantasy games oft fulfilled.
No doubt the future shined, out there.
Sparkling horizons, her urgent beckoning.
Glacial azure eyes avert at this sight
Of flawless beauty marred by an unrequited
Inky threshold placed anew across
The spectrum of her charted dream.
Cooling cooing stills her tears momentarily,
Hypocrite rising fresh, predicted.
Hope extended but a moment more,
Remembered embraces reenacted
Pacifying heart-ripping avalanches
Sure to embalm, feigning calm,
Endless love promised, bestowed,
Bloomed, embezzled,
Freshly bamboozled...still,
By her guileful paramour.
~~~~~~~~~ (the goodbye lie)
The wisps of climbing clouds float slowly away,
brushing the azure of the end-summer’s ashen sky.
The returning birds bathe in the glint of the blue bay,
in the twilight gleam to the amber nest they all fly,
as autumn arrives with crystal ambiance on the sly.
In the lucent threshold of the sun-soaked horizon,
it splits the surreal sunbeam in the spectrum of rays,
sparkle of hues spilling from the palette colors the dawn.
Bowed down slender blades of fawn grass sway
in the crisp air on the lap of meadow turning gray.
They wear crafted crown of the shining topaz dew,
flickering with the flair of dawn’s chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt cinnabar garden path paved anew,
dry trunks of the sepia trees stand on the soil fallow,
hear in rustle of golden leaves autumn’s footfall slow.
As the setting sun sets fire in the fading satin sky,
making a surreal collage of vermillion ember bright.
Under its crimson radiance I wait with the spirit rising high
to greet the stars sprouting in the pellucid autumn night,
in moondust I long to be suffused with the aura of delight.
October 14, 2020