Long Swirls Poems
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After that dark night
Deep with thick vile,
Morn cast new light
As unease styles.
So much dense pain
In wild outbreak,
Dawn spreads more strain
As disease stakes.
A vicious brief
Of panic zooms,
Sad voices grief
As virus booms.
Corona flu
Infects the world,
Fear screams mad blue
As traction swirls.
Voices cry out
As people moan,
Panic now pouts
As islands groan.
So quickly now
Such widespread breach,
Not why but how
This viral reach.
What do we do?
No touching then,
It’s up to you
Just where and when!
Right now it’s good
To do things right,
Align your moods
As tact sheds light.
Leon Enriquez
01 April 2020
Singapore
Ask for wise ways to greet each day,
Speak your fond say in fond kind rays.
Note how you meet each touch of light,
Sense how time greets that slant of sight.
See that you see the truth with zest,
Sight can set free a lovely fest.
Work on words now to bless and heal,
Seek fine endow to forge wise thrills.
Expound the good when sorrows hurl,
Sign cheery moods that bear all swirls.
Reach out to cast and dare inspire,
Seek first and last beauty's sure fire.
Start where you are to chart love's trends,
See your sure star in grandeur's hands.
Leon Enriquez
10 October 2015
Singapore
Wind and rain are back again
and now storm Gareth is to blame
Eighty mile per hour winds
blow down trees and rubbish bins
Up high in my penthouse apartment
living in the sky am I
It can be quite scary
It can be quite wild
Will I see the stars above
in the dark night sky
if storm Gareth rips my roof off
as he passes by
as he whirls
as he swirls
as he twirls
in the sky
Unable to sleep
quite scared am I
Then slowly storm Gareth moves on
I awake from my slumber
to find he has gone
Surveying the damage
pots strewn all around
I still have my roof on
no damage is found
The sun has now risen
The birds have now sung
All is calm as I wait
for a new day to come
Written 12th March 2019
Wise words work well
Trust truth to tell
Sublime sense swirls
Touching treats twirl
Being blooms best
Fancy feeds fest
Live limpid light
Stretch sensuous sights
Meaning moves mind
Free form frames find
Charm confronts cheer
Nurture niche near
Dying death dreams
Set surging screams
Life lingers light
Stream spacious sights
Mind moving maze
Deep dazzling daze
Feel footsteps fall
Crest chancing call
Meet moments mild
Wealth worries wild
Day defines day
Seek subtle stay
Mind meeting mind
Big bloating blind
Leon Enriquez
30 April 2015
Singapore
Some way from the Firth of Forth
A shoal of glittering mackerel
Swirls and sways
Swells with the sea from silver to black
Flashes white and back to silver and grey
A humpback whale
Juddering its leathery jaws together
With a throatful of panicked fish
For a moment it bobs in place
Then sinks down slowly again
To await its next prey
But some fish get away
Dash, dash, dash
Gannets with wingtips a-black
In fizzing copper-green dive bomb
Pinning their wings back
Weaving, spiral bubbles rising
They spear the blank-eyed fish
And paddle away
In the tidal pools by the beach
Where the tiny sea herds crawl
Hermit crabs pick at morsels
Washed up by the tide
Snipping with their pincers
To nibble mackerel tails
They ward off competitors with their giant claws
Crabby-crawl tiny sea herds
Squabble in the pools of the micro-sea
But steal when you can the more beautiful shell
Of a crab that is greater than thee.
Breathless, underneath the grove and pink heath,
on endless verdure drunk with its glamour.
Her auburn loose spiral curls swirl beneath
Her shoulders, consumes the fresh scent of her.
Yet my heart's rhythm quick as her name lingers
embrace on soft brim intermingling hues.
Staggering touches' weft, swirls round my fingers
Spinning the fine thread, I choose not to lose.
Under truss folds of satin and night skies,
idyllic rapture in an endless night
Until twilight hours of dawn love arise,
Awake to her wistful smile, morning light.
Two souls amorous profoundly tender
Love eagerly unfurls in its splendor.
11/14/2019
My dishwasher is mine; It serves me well.
It makes glassware beam high with prisms of delight: forks sing praises minus grit between their prongs.
It combats the scorched blues: its low bass humming swirls like a river enroute to calm and cleanse.
Though, I am overburdened by platters and grime piled high, I will not be stressed out: My appliance rocks; it leaves no trace of last night's culinary disaster.
It restores impeccable order to the platters that seat our daily bread: it partakes of salt and rinse aid; its rejuvenation.
Surely, there will always be a place for its sleekness in my abode: and my polished nails will take it for granted always.
Across the void, a fragile signal flies,
A tender hope upon the cosmic breeze,
From verdant Earth, beneath familiar skies,
A sapphire gem amidst the stellar seas.
We whisper tales of rivers, mountains high,
A breathing world, where ancient spirits rise.
We tread a path etched deep in earthly soil,
Where echoes of our fathers softly ring,
A tapestry of triumph and of toil,
Of shadowed deeds, and songs the poets sing.
We stumble, rise, with flaws we can’t disguise,
Yet seek the light, where brighter futures spring.
Though darkness lingers in the human heart,
And shadows tempt with promises untrue,
A wellspring bursts, a chance to make a start,
A kindness blooms, compassion shining through.
We falter, mend, yet faith is not denied,
A gentle touch, where wounded spirits hide.
For beauty lives in brushstroke, note, and line,
In sculpted form, a testament to grace,
A hunger burns, a truth we long define,
A whispered plea for love to light this place.
We seek to know, with science as our dart,
To heal the wounds and play a nobler part.
Upon the cusp, where destiny unfurls,
With hopeful gaze, we stretch beyond the known,
Beyond our shores, where nascent promise swirls,
And seeds of understanding can be sown.
So cast aside the shackles of your doubt,
And seek with us, what future lies about.
From Earth we call, a hand across the void,
To distant kin, in galaxies afar,
Let wisdom dawn, let harmony be enjoyed,
Together reach, beyond the farthest star,
In cosmic waltz, let every heart enhance,
A shared embrace, a future of transcendence.
Here I cite
Words that tease
How style writes
Poise of peace
Here I speak
Mind to mind
As style peaks
Poise in kind
Here I script
Words that touch
Hearts to skip
Just as much
Here I pen
Thoughts that spring
Voice at hand
To flip fling
Here I chance
Swirls that sum
Choice of trance
As dance comes
Here I grief
On deep pains
In sad brief
All in vain
Here I fall
As fear grips
Dark that stalls
A freak trip
Here I know
A tale mad
In lost show
Churn of bad
Here I prize
A clear play
As surprise
Moves this day
Leon Enriquez
21 September 2017
Singapore
Dwarf strain buds are carefully nurtured to bloom,
All sobbing was conveyed by a step back and tears,
Dreams are radiant, and the fetus rises in the gloom.
Despite sunny skies, spring might draw wind fears.
All sobbing was conveyed by a step back and tears.
Scarlet hues of fall remind me of pains and sorrow,
Despite sunny skies, spring might draw wind fears,
Yells rang across woods, and eerie storms did blow.
Scarlet hues of fall remind me of pains and sorrow.
The leaves fall with a rustle and a ferocious push,
Yells rang across woods, and eerie storms did blow,
The season embraces the diamond-shaped, worn bush.
The leaves fall with a rustle and a ferocious push,
As the sky swirls, Orion's belt shifts, and hope fades,
The season embraces the diamond-shaped, worn bush.
Winter leads to spring as stars glow and birds raid
As the sky swirls, Orion's belt shifts, and hope fades
O' summer's return, the season and sea tides close.
Winter leads to spring as stars glow and birds raid.
As vibrant as the July sun, our delight will rouse.
O' summer's return, the season and sea tides close.
No one can withstand the blazing July symphony.
As vibrant as the July sun, our delight will rouse.
It will mold Mother Earth to sway and lose harmony.
No one can withstand the blazing July symphony.
Dreams are radiant, and the fetus rises in the gloom.
It will mold Mother Earth to sway and lose harmony.
Dwarf strain buds are carefully nurtured to bloom.
Written: July 5, 2022
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