Long Sunlight Poems
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Stripped of the one
Whose existence gave his life
Its energy, shape and motivation
There he sat with curtains drawn
The flickering screen his sole companion
Trying to blot out
The monotonous thrum of mourning
Murmuring in his mind
Painful and prolonged.
The pharmacy.
He had to go to the local pharmacy
Heaving himself heavily from his chair
And hauling on his white coat
Now seeming more like a spectral shroud
He took his stick before opening the door
When the sunlight struck his eyes.
Haltingly and woodenly walking
Knowing in his heart
That he was going through the motions
Like a well rehearsed but tired actor
Reciting his oft repeated lines
And obeying the stage directions
There in the pharmacy
To receive his medication
For his physical pain
With nothing for his inner emptiness
Of soul.
Back he hobbled home
Dreading the closing of his door.
A little back story -
I DREAMED OF THIS YESTERDAY AND WOKE UP TO THIS MORNING. THIS IS A FRESH REAL LIFE DREAM
I had a dream
I wonder if I should call it a nightmore
My world's your parallel universe
In your world, you're a star
And you appeared to mine
Not a single clue known by you, that you're a star
and we hosted a show together in this small town;
You were tall, dark-browned curly haired, clothed to a white-stained dress, your face had a little charcoal painted in them like a child, your eyes seemed green, the darker pallette... and the toes? barefooted
I woke up to this dream
And I feel like something in me's imprinted
my friends from afar wondered
I remember your face when I asked you a query
"You're an actress, right? plus - you sing, dances, directs because your talent is beyond." I said loudly with fascination
She looked at me and wondered
looking like a person trying to hold up laughter
you have no idea
told "I'm not an actress" then smirked
At all sudden,
your nose bleed and your body feebled
Almost fainted - I lifted your heavy body
to a nearest clinic, only to find nothing and nobody
I panicked, sweated a lot
because I can see the pain in your eyes begging for mercy
Too bad I'm not a medic
I then decided to put you in an open sunny place
to get some sunlight
as I sat there and watched over you
there I magically saw your eyes shone,
your puny lips discovered reddish color
your pale skin appeared like a porcelain
you smiled widely with a teardrop on your left eye
and gave your gratitude
the nose stopped bleeding...
and suddenly,
my heart can't contain my curiosity, fascination and emotions,
I WOKE UP.
I have woken up from this dream
Kept wondering what could have been
And as I shall sleep, I tried to refrain myself from thinking about it this morning
I whispered to myself "I've never seen a soul a lot to unfold."
Who doesn't have
a secretive possession
forcefully hidden inside,
never revealing it;
will it remain forever
an obscure memory
never seeing sunlight?
A secretive possession
is a jealous sentiment
kept in total darkness,
unless the feeble spirit
finally breaks down.
I have some secretive
possessions that have
intently locked away
never challenged,
or revealed to anyone;
should I decide
to make them known,
it would self-betrayal
of consciousness
and awareness.
Who has the audacity
to conceal a secretive
possession when the tongue
slips out of anger,
or the inability
to hold it inside?
If treachery wasn't
your intention,
be honest with yourself
and lift the burden
that was stored inside...
take a breath of relief
for your well-being.
Dawn comes swiftly
Eyes shocked awake;
Sunlight dazzles
Weary body
Sleep does not come;
Rest fatigue hijacks
Another day dawns
Celebrate now;
Tomorrow looks vague
Overtime work
Pulse of earthly stuff;
Promises to keep
Old friend calls
Buzz of change;
Friendly reminder
Family reunion
Marriage festival;
Customary rites
Good earth moments
Vivid affairs rush;
Keep busy tempo
Giant moths cluster
July permutates;
Nature nurtures
By this footpath
Fallen sparrow quivering;
Death comes to call
Wedding car radiant
Speeding highway tryst;
Bridal entourage
Chinese wedding
Customary rites;
Family comes first
Wedding banquet
Six-star happening;
Memorable feasting
Family and friends
Gather to witness;
Matrimonial highlights
Wonder in portraits
Smiles in sure style;
Joy wears a happy face
Now cheek to cheek
Face to face as one;
Witness two loving souls
Bride and groom
Kneel to parents;
Tea ceremony ritual
A magic moment
A newly wed couple;
Promises to deliver
Beauty in your eyes
A lifetime awaits;
Just the two of us
By this promenade
Photo snapshots frozen;
Time stands still forever
Colour photography
Momentary still life;
Prying eyes partake
Still life observed
Notice the topic;
Witness the union
Listen now
Two hearts beating;
One harmonious whole
A simple toast
To bride and groom;
Linger with lovely dreams
Father and mother
Smiles of calm content;
Son grown-up and wedded
Our children remain
Our children even after
Marriage turns a chapter
Father and mother
Feelings of satisfaction;
Daughter waltzing happy today
Joy in sure season
Marriage succeeds;
Joy yields meaning
When all is done
Change will show up;
New is the IN thing
Festival over
New couple journey;
Two-gather as one family
Leon Enriquez
21 July 2014
Singapore
I would like to nominate
my teacher
He has followed my life
since before I was born
He watches over me everyday
and listens to my every concern
I can call Him anytime
He is never to busy
to help anyone
since the Alpha and Omega
There is no problem
that He doesn’t know
and if you ask He shall show
He comes by to visit all
knocking on their doors
so eager to teach
He lived and example
A live demonstration
on how to achieve the award
not to look back but move forward
not to live in greed
and to focus on the things we need
not to blend in with the weeds
but to give sunlight to the seeds
He taught me what really matters in life
while relieving pain and strife
He wrote the greatest book
The words will always remain
while others will come and go like rain
Sewing machine, long idle, gathers dust
Its graceful frame a filigree of rust
Needle, naked pointing to its resting place
A symbol of the toll all life will take
Sunshine streams surreal through silent space
Past the broken stone that was a window case
Beams of sunlight scatter wildly in their blame
Illuminating memories of pain
Love's last hallowed hiding place reviled
Beneath the jagged glass where once they keeled
To ask a witless god for sacred grace
And pray for revocation from this place
The battles ended long ago with no peace won
Lifeless soldiers buried neatly in the sun
Stars and crosses left to mark the empty space
Where lust consumed the last of love's embrace
Daylight sinks below the hollow gloom
Of lonesome darkness strewn across this room
The war years seemed like only yesterday
When history played out its terse cliché
Spirits stalk the dead to join in sin
'Till candles sputter, spent - now dark within
The stars give up a silent last cerise
And darkness fills the emptiness with peace
written 2018.10.22
I bring this restless heart
All of my questions here
You lift my lowered eyes
Show me a love so clear
Like sunlight on the water
You’re breaking through the haze
I see Your kindness shining
And I can’t look away
From glory to glory
You’re changing me
Every time I see You
I’m set more free
With unveiled face
I’m standing in Your light
From glory to glory
You make me like
You
Lord
You
Lord
I used to hide in shadows
Afraid of what You’d find
But mercy like a river
Is washing through my mind
You’re tracing out Your image
On every hidden part
You’re writing resurrection
Across this fragile heart
From glory to glory
You’re changing me
Every time I see You
I’m set more free
With unveiled face
I’m standing in Your light
From glory to glory
You make me like
You
Lord
You
Lord
Spirit of the living God
Breathe on every broken thought
Lift the veil from all I fear
Till all I see is Jesus here
Spirit of the living God
Keep my gaze on who You are
Face to face
only story
Lead me on from glory to glory
From glory to glory
You’re changing me
Every time I see You
I’m set more free
With unveiled face
I’m standing in Your light
From glory to glory
You make me like
You
Lord
You
Lord
There is a magical quality about her that exudes sunlight
Her candor and cadence prances mysteriously about
There is a debauchery attitude that defies the angels
A mischievous voice and a playful spirit; my friend Line.
She is fearless in her expectations and her attitude.
Her poetry resonates in the ethers of the cosmos for eons.
People surround her, wish sheer delight in their veins.
Anticipating the lively spirit that will greet and validate them.
She is a friend to oaks, tulips, daffodils, and forest creatures.
A faerie godmother, who could command stars if she chose.
Her words are velvet and satin, placed in reverence
In poetry and deed, she is magnificent – my friend Line.
Often I wonder, is it worth it
Opening my eyes to blurred red numbers each morning,
broken lines of early hour countings,
as gloomed darkness peers through streaked windows
and dusty mini blinds create silent wooden horizons
Groaning, upright now on the edge of the mattress…stretching,
rubbing my face to remove the remnants of last night,
shoving aside the warmth of my faded flannel blanket,
then finding a cold floor giggling at the touch of my naked feet
I recall the dream, my last moments of sleep…weird…real feeling
Aerosmith, a souvenir stand in Wildwood and an iPad
Sketchy but still there (and I wish I were too)
Don’t ask….
I can hear my dogs grunting at the foot of bed
(Probably chasing raccoons in their heads)
What a life, eating, sleeping, no need for love (in that sense),
just a nice pat on the head every once in a while satisfies
Sometimes I guess that is all it takes, all we can hope for…
Still sitting here, yawning…thinking…
Why do I do this each day, every day, the same routine,
the deepest rut, like tire tracks in fresh mud, straight, never ending…
Then, as the tiniest glint of sunlight sifts the tenebrous room
I think of you…my happiness, my everyday purpose and it all becomes clear
Smiling now, I stand and greet this brand new beautiful day…wide awake
Often I wonder, is it worth it...and then I wonder why I wonder
Good morning Soupers
As I sat and watched the sun this morning, rise
It made me realize
There were children waving "Bye"
To the blue birds in the sky
When I sat and watched the sun this morning, rise
The blue birds flapped their wings
And the children on their swings
It made me realize
That children are having fun
And blue birds fly in the sun
"When I sat and watched the sun this morning, rise"
As I watched the sun this afternoon
I thought the night would be here soon
It made me realize
That when that sunlight dies
I'll sit and watch this evening's moon, rise
I sat and watched this evening's moon, rise
It made me realize
There were stars out in the skies
I could hear the angels sing
And I thought...what else this night might bring?
"While I sit and watch this evening's moon, rise"