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Monsters of conceit that human beings create,
With fantastic forms and shapes and strength decorate;
Licensing to love, loath, lust, lie, lure and loiter,
Wretched then; dare to kill the very creator...
Scientific ambition, sure, is creative,
What, if, the creator is made a fugitive?
Playing God, indeed, is a sin forgivable,
What, if, one thinks himself as God adorable?
Was Frankenstein's fantastic frantic tea party,
Amusements of bourgeoisies- sporty, haughty?
Or like politics played around the world today,
Mudslinging, slandering, tricky, dirty, and stray?
The monster was not a single entity whole,
He was pieces of flesh and bones put in a roll;
Race, caste, color, creed interests, and biases,
Had made him the best bundle of paradoxes...
He, like a battery robot, functioned so well,
When his cell got exhausted like his will he fell;
When re-charged with hearty feelings he soon arose,
When his master could not contain, his tantrum throws…
Frankenstein's party is a pandemonium,
Full of fear, havoc, chaos, madness, and mayhem;
The monster was created by master-power,
Master was overpowered and towered over!
We create monsters in our image and likeness,
We fill them with fancies and desires and coyness;
Frankenstein's tea party has great lessons to teach,
Monsters must be mastered - the goal of life to reach.
07 August 2021
Frankenstein tea party 2021 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joe Maverick
Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion
Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan
Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison
Voracious engine's enthuse easily enchants
Large car cast dispelled by lacklustre Calais
Original conjur 370Z parked beside boring
Low leg swing exclusive slide in, magic valet
Over revved start stabs adrenalin assuring
Our dear Dara, choice contacted in December
Available last minute to test drive his beast
Black gloss road boss, enlarged 'lungs' terror
Capable crazy bitumen baby, tester pleased
Ultimate Man concurs, the amenable outcome
Keys in her hand a few days after, aura froze
Couldn't imagine huge generosity from anyone
Racing car reap, increase on what she sows
Merry go round roads, another showoff slotted
Silver pole stabilised glides in Surfers cycle
Crosslane carousel onlookers, briefly besotted
By hot hoof nimble Nissan race horse style
28th March
Too Great of a Man
You had to know Lucille
Every morning nothing but oatmeal
She never skipped a meal
Her favourite colour was teal
And loved to wear soft chenille
Her pet was a beautiful cockatiel
And every night drank chamomile
Out of crystal cut pinwheel
She believed life had handed her a misdeal
And stopped pretending to feel
Lucille liked things to be even keel
How things changed when she met charming Neil
Propelling his sporty automobile
Until all four tires would squeal
Somehow it was instant undeniable appeal
They were an item and a big deal
And soon became ‘Neil and Lucille’
They got to know each other piecemeal
Both actively fought to save the endangered seal
(But both love to eat fish, chicken and veal)
Both had been through their own ordeal
But that now seemed somewhat unreal
And much preferred to dawdle in the surreal
With their hearts doing somersaults and cartwheels
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Wet August
Umbrella mushrooms;
Bumper harvest
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Cultured frog pond
Fresh amphibious meat;
Gourmet lifestyle
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Chinese seventh month
Hungry ghosts loiter;
Earth-bound vacation
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Chinese customs
Before life, this life,
Afterlife connections
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House by the woods
Solitary presence:
No one comes
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No seasonings
Premium instant noodles;
No time to eat
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Ascendant moon
Brilliant night sky;
Nightingale's lullaby
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Tree house
Island getaway;
New horizons hurl
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Mid-autumn lanterns
Procession of kids;
Misty moon floats
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Faraway glimpses
Brand new stadium dome;
Sporty revelations
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Leon Enriquez
26 August 2014
Singapore
Little Billy was a designer
Known worldwide and even wider,
All the way from here to China.
Little did the people know
Little Billy had a vag*na.
Little Billy sold millions
and billions of gold bullions
Worth, to many civilians
Alike parents and children.
Each item was worth about forty,
Little Billy sponsored all things sporty
Little did Billy know, it would be shortly
That the world would be aborting.
News headlines, global sensation
Of Little Billy's gender connotation
Revealed in a social fluctuation.
All Billy could feel was humiliation.
Sponsorships ended
Cost price descended
Moral right transcended
All because Billy pretended
That she was a woman
Living as man
In a land where the wage expands
When you've got an appendage.
A man weeping in the rain
A girl sitting by the way
A Bag soaking It was grey
My car sporty with no space
My heart broke for their day
I stopped Asking for their way
little girl pointing that way
Luckily I lived that way
The bag? Could it be left
I simply do not have space
And the rain may sweep you away
Tears running down his face
The man whispered to my face
Please do not live my wife in the rain
Take my daughter she can show you the way
Later In the news back at my place
Hot chocolate and gin to warm my breath
I saw on the news a man was swept away
By the raging rains on the way to that way
In the other news, a young girl was found dead
besides her mother in a bag all grey
I sipped my gin and wept
Anyway life is that way
At times it happens anyway
ANYTIME GAME ?
Beautiful LIFE is nothing but just a game.
Have sporty spirit not going for fame.
Life offers MONOPOLY of each choice.
SPOT IT accurate to voice and rejoice.
Got your TICKET TO RIDE the car of life.
Confront with courage even be in strife.
HEARING THINGS don’t proceed without CLUE.
It will be TRIVIAL PURSUIT hurting TABOO.
Put your earnest effort for PERFECTION.
Work must never cause you AGGRAVATION.
No hesitance on SCRABBLE of ‘life’ or ‘file’
Have confidence to make your own profile.
Life in SEQUENCE of discrete events.
LIKE WISE sorrowful and lovable moments.
Don’t fumble or BOGGLE to face malice.
SPEAK OUT boldly, everything will be nice.
Truth-Honesty, Love-Labor! CONNECT FOUR.
All the hindrances you are sure to ignore.
TROUBLE at every step, also there is RISK.
PASSWORD in your soul, thoughts at hard disc.
GUESS WHO will help in need, deed or console
and never say ’SORRY’! Your strong sacred soul.
02/06/19
'Any Time Game ?' Contest by carol Connell
PRETTY WITTY
Cocktail thirsty : Mocktail, Green tea.
Few Males naughty : Females pretty.
Toe nails: Twenty ; Vessel empty.
Slow snail, safety ; Cat- tail, fatty.
Road- rail dusty ; Snow, hail frosty.
Gravel: Grotty ; Pastel: Arty.
Lintel faulty ; Snacks sale: Salty.
In jail: Guilty ; Egg shell : Poultry.
Chisel : Acuity ; Repel: Pity.
Rebel: Haughty ; Nobel: Petty
Angel - Deity ; Blue bell: Beauty.
Slipped fell Humpty ; Ankle twisty.
Novel Party ; Revel: Sporty
Bread-gel : Tasty ; Ship sails: Hasty
Stay well: Hearty ; Gone Hell: Dirty.
E-MAIL: IT ; Marvels Mighty.
Humid evening
Hot air and disease;
Flu bug on parade!
Old age looks forlorn
My neighbour sits alone;
Keeps own company
Day turns to night time
Cyber sensations;
Wind blown haikus
My mother died alone
Late June last year;
Still, I see her face
Two poodle-terriers
Snoopy and Bear;
Canine matrimony
My dead father
In my mirror glimpse;
Startling son-rise!
Traffic jam scenario
Car number 5000;
Sporty impatience!
Lotus posture here
Waiting on no-thing;
Something happens
Morning Glory flowers
Climbers on the fence;
Noisy children play
Fifty floors above
Skyscraper joggers;
Evening escalates
Stranger smiles
Crowded minimart queue;
Awkward silence cut
Waiting lift crowd
Together yet alone;
Stress and strain percolate
Remember
To remember;
Happy ever after
Words cannot
Even tell enough;
Non-fat skimmed milk
Work hard
Diet plan;
Manage self-image!
Our great old man
Frail as bamboo charcoal;
May peace abide
Bright legacy
Warm harmony;
Sepia continuity
Ink my name
On rice paper;
Rain dissolves all
Not much
Not even;
Not enough
Words on electrons
Cyber storage works;
Password protected
Leon Enriquez
21 Feb 2014
Singapore
Why do moms change, when girls grow up?
New set of rules!
Never ending do’s and don’ts!
Teaching, preaching, gazing,
Its damn irritating!
But let me tell you, dude!
If you really know your mom,
You will surely find her super cute!!
Sharing with you, a funny docket.
Surprisingly, found it in my pocket!
Huh…..Lol! How high, she thinks of me!
She’s looking for my perfect soul!
Is that an order for me or my indirect extol?
Will read it out for you.
Let me too get the right cue!
Promise me! You won’t roll in the aisles!
Hey! Come on now, stop that smile!
Ohooooo! Now, this is to prevent me from infatuations!
She is just toooo prepared for such situations!
What a cute comedy!
She needs a whizzkid, a prodigy.
He should be a xue Ba.
Besides being naughty and sporty.
Blessed with high IQ and EQ.
His eyes should be blue, in fact green would do.
Height shall not be less than six point two.
Fair! Umm rather peaches-and-cream complexion.
A brawny and willowy,
Not a bad connexion!
She needs a perfect charming statuesque.
Ah! What a critique!
She has fixed such standards,
Signifies how much I am being pampered!
Such moments are delightful treasure!
Love me Mom, like this forever!