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As a melody linger in her mind
She holds her violin closely
As musical notes in black and white are defined
Soon, her violin buzzes with "Flight of The Bumblebee"
Her bow swift and bold, her smile coy
As she holds her violin closely
After that flight, a rendition of "Ode To Joy'
As her violin speaks to symphonies divine
Her bow swift and bold, her smile coy
Her violin exhales Beethoven's Sonata Number Nine
As she inhales the melodic flow
Her violin speaks to symphonies divine
While she deftly strokes her bow
She plays the classics great composers wrote
As she inhales the melodic flow
She sees the color of each musical note
As a melody lingers in her mind
She plays the classics great composers wrote
As notes in black and white are defined
Just the other side of the river,
oaken sentinels rise to greet Sol;
a lone birth sits nearby amid river rocks,
time worn by the flowing aqua,
that wends and winds the bends upon
its journey across the rolling lands.
Athena's child hoots a "Hello" in
tones of contentedness and friendship;
as our eyes lock, my spirit instinctively
feels the elation of a crisp, late summer
morning. I lay out a freshly caught fish
near a tree behind me, turn and cast out again.
The swift flutter of wings resounds behind me,
the gift accepted silently by my watcher,
brings me the joy unimagined within the
hardened concrete abyss; real life is about
the natural order of things and blessings
that abound upon this majestic space-marble.
Summer Storm
The day unbelievable
heavy and humid laden, barely breathable;
a sallow haze hangs in the air and noiseless din
that pressed against the body and the skin.
Singular steel gray clouds
painted the sky to ominous dark shrouds
and florescent yellow green along the treeline,
roll thunder drummed a beat softly hummed feline;
intermittent light flickered across the horizon as it rose
then brilliant white streaks of crackling white glows,
the thunder crackled across the earth below
snapping free leaves and branches in tow
until electricity ruptured loud the sounds. that slows.
Down between the hazy atmosphere
rain opened up close and near
a downpour cascading through the tree light beams
rooftops flowed with swift moving streams
flooding gutters to overflowing, washing clean
the residue remains unseen.
Summer burned the grass
brown spots pocketed here along the paths
flower petals falling everywhere too fast,
these restless winds race in and out
exhaling and inhaling every tendril and sprout
till the rolls drum off to the distance ending summer drought.
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A sudden silence flashed across the room forcing me to stop what I was doing and listen.
I wasn’t sure what was going on, so I walked toward the window and looked outside, a sudden warmth penetrates my face and lit up the trees all over the place and autumn slowly enters the room with bare feet leaving a radiance on the window sill.
The lights inside suddenly grow dim and a shadow emerged from behind the curtain and stood in the center. It crawled on the wall without shape or form and took up residence in the room. Its swift wavy movement form different shapes and I penetrate it with my Spirit.
The room has an ambiance of its own and a stench that you will never forget, you have to hold your nose when you enter the door and close your ears to zoom out the cricket sound.
Nothing is unusual about it’s just the arrangement of things that causes you to think. The mediocre man says it’s surreal but the intelligent man said that it stirs his zeal.
The space around me is enlarged and everything that is inside me starts floating. I wasn’t sure what was happening but the mysterious shadow kept moving around the room and gravity plants my feet into the ground.
It was one of those days when your heart is full and the silence in the room starts speaking to me. I wasn’t sure how to respond so I walked around the room, clearing my throat and hum a synchronizing tune honoring the moment.
I gazed at the ceiling above me and all I could see was the ceiling staring back at me and the spider crawling in to the cobweb nibbling at the fly that it caught in its net
And the old books on the counter longing for a shelf where they could breathe fresh, but the ceiling stood bare and the spider web spreading in length captures the rhythm in the room.
And so, the mysterious shadow stood still in the corner staring intensely at me.
Solid gray crocheted shawl veils sky.
Fringes reach down cover
distant hills, swift creek nearby.
Dampness reigns, just seems to hover.
Cool, but not cold wind softly blows.
Red Cardinal high up
supported only by tree bow.
Great trust has in ancient back up..
Eerie stillness erupts 'pon air
The silence before storm
Then the rain begins, unawares
of possible alarm.
Just comes down without any cares.
A plan, designed, a vow.
Of its potential danger unawares
Rain_ flooding storm allow?..
Rain without flooding the earth.
God's promise from above
Giving the first rainbow its birth
In the quiet, feel God's love....
Finis!
Paul had a near-death experience,
one of the most incredible ones...
he visited Heaven: the place of bliss!
And as he climbed the gold stairway,
he heard many familiar voices he had
known in the previous life...they happily
chanted glorifying God, who was seated
on an ivory throne surrounded by Archangels,
Saints and Prophets whom he remembered
from his Bible readings. He tried to look at
God's face, but he was blinded by an intense light...
more brilliant than the sun itself, then Jesus
approached with his out-stretched arms.
Paul smiled and was elated to have found salvation,
but Jesus kindly said to him, " Paul, your time
hasn't come yet, return to Earth and tell them! "
And briefly pausing He continued, " When that time
comes, your honorable name will be written
in the Book of Life, and angels will carry your new body
on their swift wings and you will enter Paradise! "
Paul's face was expressive of disappointment
and bitterness and weeping replied, " The people
of Earth deride a grave digger so groggy and grubby,
and they mock him with their delirious laughs;
I would rather be dead than return to them! "
" Go and show them your mercy! " Jesus commanded him.
Paul had only minutes before he would be buried,
so he rushed back and surprisingly saw a large crowd
attending his service as Father Michael, the Chapel's priest,
performed the last rites by splashing Holy Water
in and around the shadowy grave. They heard a knock
coming from inside of the coffin...Paul's voice became louder,
" I am alive, not dead...let me out! " Everyone was horrified
and shocked, but Father Michael ordered the mortician to open
the casket and let Paul out. Jubilation filled the chilly air,
and streaks of light filtered through the murky clouds...their shouts
were heard as far as the outskirts of town: Paul was alive!"
I sat with Paul the day after under the shade of a fragrant pine,
and he told me about his visit to Heaven with tremendous joy
and fervent faith. He admitted that he was wrong not to have
shown them his compassion and with the sincerest smile
he proclaimed, " My anger and grudge have vanished;
I have forgiven them...I am so glad to have returned! "
Entered in the ramblig Poet's contest,
" In Search Of The Human Mind"
Assignment: A Near-Death Experience
At early dawn, me lying supine on my non - mowed lawn in happy mood.
I am relaxing under bright Sun and clean clear cerulean sky enjoying
morning beauty of environ. Cheerful sparrows and sterlings to chirp
and prance. Morning dews are glistening on wild glass blades. Swift
squirrel is climbing up and coming down. Slow snail is crawling silent with
single foot. In gentle breeze, tiny feral flowers are nodding heads in fun.
Everything is running smooth and fine in fresh morning.
Fluttering wings flying butterflies are visiting blossoms. Cute kittens are
playing joyfully at a corner. I am sensing serene sublime ecstatic state.
Suddenly a grass hopper settles on tip of grass. A prompt chameleon
doesn’t miss the chance to attack and swallows up. My heavenly bliss at
once turns in melancholy sinking in hell.
nature acts ruthless ~
prey and predator to run
simultaneous.
No one knows the sure way
Watch the show that sets stay
Set the time to feel space
Void in mime shows a trace
No one part can fit reach
Know the heart each to each
Mind the feel now and here
Know a will in sure cheer
No one tells of this loss
Strain now dwells in odd toss
Heed the nudge of wild plot
Purge old grudge in vain lot
No one comes here with much
A bleak sum prunes as such
Seed firms tree in life's spree
You and me now can be
No one here knows the way
Pain and fear mask the play
Borne again in swift strokes
No complaint can free yoke
No one hears the last poke
Even cheer wears vain strokes
Let's be brief with things sad
Lasting grief can be bad
Sad to say feel thought stray
Here this day with vain way
Leon Enriquez
29 January 2016
Singapore
I’m a ladies man
Do what I can
To attract these girls to me
When I’m dancing on the floor
They flock around to see
Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’
I’m in ecstasy
My moves so hot
I tango, trot
Come have a dance with me
They gather around
As I boogie down
Shanking and doing my thing
And when it’s time for my chat up line
I move in swift and sweet
Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’
I’m in ecstasy
My moves so hot
To this hip hop
Come have a dance with me
These slow songs playing
As, I start swaying
We smooch and I softly say
Can I take you home tonight
And she's just blown away
Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’
I’m in ecstasy
My moves so hot
The waltz I got
Come have a dance with me
This girls’ so hot
The rhythm she's got
She’s dancing in ecstasy
I join in grooving, keeping her moving
To the beat and sweet melody
Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’ Yeah’
I’m in ecstasy
My moves so hot
My lambada tops
Come have a dance with me
Copyright © 24th February 2014
K.C.Leake
All Rights Reserved
Papa bear, no longer there?
Who are you? This can't be true.
Gone are you smiles, our distance is miles
Poor Vinnie wants peace, but you dance to the beast
Greed is you shame, wish we did not share a name
The dad I once loved, to be held to be hugged
Your motives are clear, but grandads still here
Much to your angst, oh just piss off to France!
Leave him to me, we'll be fine him and me
Long live the king, I won't let you win
Go off on your jaunt, but know this will haunt...
Lost your only flesh, now as for the rest
Don't know how you sleep at night, what you've done isn't right
But God is swift these days, you'll get karma for your ways
Julie too, crocodile tears are moot
You can both whistle, she's prickly as a thistle
Me and mine are just fine, going alone in our prime