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(Dedication: This poem is for
my son, Michael Zachary)
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TINKERS #1:
Mind follows heart as feelings urge,
Intent floods start with poise and merge;
Charm has a way to ooze sweet balm,
Health primes each day as stillness calms;
Ask truth to tell in plain words bold,
Expect fine spell to now unfold;
Live in the light of ample surge.
Touch then clear sight with that blind purge,
Inspire fond feel in ancient psalm;
Now watch touch heal with magic palm,
Keep pulse right here with ideas sold;
Etch thus good cheer that warms the cold,
Reap as you sow such lovely things,
See happy grow grand buzz thought brings.
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Leon Enriquez
15 May 2016
Singapore
As I see the mirror in front of me…there appears a flame
I have come accustomed to this feeling when I see her face
But wait…she is not materializing in from of me for she has not me to blame
This form has quaked my heart in that I feel as if it has been giving me a chase
I do not see the face of who I believed to be my mate
It is a face of someone new…THAT I HAVE SEEN BEFORE
Is my heart feeling the warmth of the flame or a mere fish looking at the bait?
Has the flame in the mirror given my life a new detour?
I know of the eyes that are looking at me…but from a close distance with calm.
She has seen the truth and sees herself as my rib.
Here eyes I have seen without the mask and are now to my lips a sweet balm!
The angels are speaking to our hearts and are saying that the one flesh will create ones with a bib.
The thread in the tapestry is coming to the pattern of the grand design of their lives
The flame in the mirror is on both sides of the view, they see each other in each others’ lives
In hues of grace, wonders never fade beneath the starry skies who sing of in softest tones – precious, perfect psalms ~ quote by poet
Reflections of the heart glisten through the night
Quieting the darkness, all the fright
Gentling the ache, a soft calm
Wise like the sweet balm
Singing peace
Psalm
Never cease
Silent soul’s aplomb
Praying, hoping with no qualm
Assurance of love bringing delight
Reflections of the heart glisten through the night
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Peaceful as a frozen lake by a quiet winter's dawn
still as the silence that whispers to us, like a fawn
Drawn to the air in our lungs as we gently engage
side by side in a world of great love, rock of Age
Let us fly like birds through a world of pure joy
where beauty and grace are virtues we deploy
Let us live here as one and always keep pace
with a heart that is pure, set always in place
Composed as the Sun when it beams on the snow
with a linger of solitude and a trace of afterglow
Quiet as the stars of heaven that exude n' shine
late at night in the sky as it turns , red to wine
Let us embrace and exist as we breathe in the calm
clothing our thoughts with a drop of sweet balm
Let us arrive by the rivers of brave and swim free
just like the fish in the sea who know how to be,
peaceful as a frozen lake by a quiet winter pond,
still as the silence that whispers to us at dawn.
(Dedication: For Andrea Dietrich)
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Meet moments calm in happy feel;
You start the tale with easy reach.
Joy spreads sweet balm to soothe and heal;
Ideas prevail to fondly teach.
Grapple with voice to cause appeal;
Success speaks well as outcomes tell;
Allow your choice to fund fine fill;
Wise up and spell the way you dwell.
Pulse dazzle play in simple fit;
Urge primes the mood in grandeur's bid;
Zest sparks fond say in splendour's glitz;
Zeal attracts good in cheery seed;
Look beyond need to see things here;
Evoke fine deed that flings wise cheer.
Leon Enriquez
25 July 2014
Singapore
In sorrow's dark and lonely night,
Have you lost loved ones, or labored in vain for light?
Has joy's sweet melody been shattered by life's unseen hand?
Fear not, dear heart, for hope's sweet balm is at your command.
Injustice's chains have bound you tight,
Unjustly jailed, and suffering for another's plight.
Love's sweet deceit has left you torn,
And family's troubles weigh upon your heart forlorn.
Rejection's sting has pierced your soul,
Failure's label clings, and fears make you whole.
But don't be swayed, dear heart, for success is near,
And goodness, though unreciprocated, will ultimately clear.
Fired, forsaken, and forgotten, you wander alone,
A poor man's voice, drowned out by the crowd's cold stone.
Evil's repayment for your love's pure heart,
Don't stop your goodness, for it will never depart.
What's meant to be will be, no force can alter fate's design,
Though delayed, joy will arrive, and lost glory will entwine.
Why succumb to life's complexities, and contemplate the darkest night?
Why surrender to negativity's grasp, and consider the final, fatal fight?
Guard yourself, relax, and rejoice, for the cross's burden will soon pass,
And in its wake, a brighter dawn will rise, and forever last.
In draining sand I trace the line
the tide has made in bubbles, fine,
where scalloped wavelets sloped in foam,
halt the ocean’s wide roiling roam.
Pale seashells shimmer in bright sun
and tiny crabs sport sideways run;
whitecaps dancing, turquoise to green,
toss at my feet a glossed sea bean.
Solitude, loved quiet and calm,
give to my weary soul sweet balm.
The mornings that I stroll the beach
seem like heaven slips into reach;
I pause to rest on driftwood bench
drink in the sea, my soul thirst quench.
Copyright, August 21, 2016
Faye Lanham Gibson
Now here
Nowhere near
This space
Full of grace
This time
Where chimes rhyme
This face
Now in place
This smile
In good style
This touch
Just as much
This core
Knows much more
This ease
Grounds for peace
This feel
Cheer now heals
This sway
On the way
This cheer
Without fear
This tease
In life lease
This calm
Spreads sweet balm
This niche
Makes each rich
This love
From above
This hope
That sculpts scope
This truth
That sparks proof
This glow
Know this flow
This find
Beyond kind
This zest
To know fest
This poise
To feel voice
This art
To sync heart
Leon Enriquez
04 April 2019
Singapore
The sugar sweet balm of salt water taffy
graced the breeze.
While savoring deep breaths of this seaside confection,
I held tightly, my grandmother’s hand.
I was five years old and we had come to the shore,
just the two of us, for a few days.
The boardwalk was hot. The sun’s intensity matched
only by the hypnotic rhythm of the whitecaps
rushing their sandy demise.
Strolling along, I spotted a beautiful window.
It boasted the most remarkable display of miniatures.
There were elaborate, colorful settings of Ferris wheels and rides
and it was full of Disney memorabilia.
Having just seen Pinocchio, I asked for the tiny Blue Fairy.
She was beautiful and sure to bestow her magic on me.
I took my prize and together we sat for hours and gazed,
the ocean, the gulls, beach babies, my sweet guardian and me.
Indeed, my diminutive new friend did accompany me for
the rest of my stay and long after.
That wonderful day, a blessed memory of my grandmother,
will be with me forever.
"Life is serene on a hammock with the ocean waves crashing behind you"
- by Poet
Beautiful beach beckons, its sand pristine,
Crashing wild waves, melody to the soul,
Cacophony of seabirds sounds divine,
Bathed by the sea, my bare feet take a stroll,
In constant motion, the sea billows roll;
The ocean has the upper hand, so calm,
I sit in the dappled shade of the palm,
Swinging in a hammock, resting my eyes,
The soothing swell in the background, sweet balm,
Perfect peace envelops me, no surprise!
02.04.2022
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