Long Tells Poems
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There is a sense of wonder in your eyes
I can't understand your marvelous cries
I am surprised by your approval to let me go... I thank you wholeheartedly, you know?
I'm left in pieces in the woods of my mind and I hear the midnight crow
I'm a dreamweaver, tracing the auras of the eclipse
I'm facing my nightmare with much bravery in a bittersweet glimpse
I'm starting to grow fond of you,
Even if you are a dream come true
I'm starting to be attached to you,
Although we've parted ways out of the blue
I smile at the sand of the sea as my hopes never grow dry
I wave at the birds, taking wing
I nod at the sun in the sunny sky
I admire the scenery before my eyes as I gracefully sing
So terrified by the whistling wind of the west
I'm trying my best to pass life's difficult test
It's getting harder and harder to see the bright side
Something tells me not to worry, for I'm on God's ride
I take a bow at the sunset before me
I am in awe as I see the night approaching
I take a swim into the waters of vitality
I am willing to dive deep into the waves that are leaping
I am a true dreamweaver
I have become a believer
I'm sure my future isn't a blur
I will endure this hardship for sure
There is a cure to the pain and sadness of life
There is a Savior that will set us free from mere strife
I know that life is so unkind sometimes
We just got to have faith, even in dark times
I'm waiting for the moonlit stars to shine their lights on me
I'm praying for a time when chaos and corruption will fade away
I'm staying right here next to you until the end of time takes place
I'm figuring out the footprints that lead to your gracious face
I'm an angelic dreamweaver
I was made to be a believer
I'm a genie that grants three wishes to the overachiever
I'm enjoying the thrills of life's bizarre experiences that knock me over
I'm a splendid daydreamer
In the wintery nights, flowing with elegant coffee and creamer
I'm a long-suffering believer
In the shadows of the light, glowing with satisfaction and pleasure
there is meaning in the songs around me,
the chattering of birds,
the foreign languages of animals,
the laughter of children at play tells of life;
these are the songs of life.
there is meaning in the sounds around me,
the constancy of waves,
the mystery of trees in the wind;
the powerful might of thunder tells of God;
these are the sounds of God.
there is silence in the stars at night,
silence in the graveyard,
silence in the new day’s rising sun,
silence on the battlefield after all the hate is spent,
silence in the friend who knows your deepest pain,
but what is the meaning of silence?
the Lord may not come in the earthquake, fire, or storm -
he may wait till our ears are tuned to hear his whisper*
there is silence in the truth
and truth in silence.
* - I Kings 19:11-12
Anti-Poem – “Prom Night At LAX 1973”
(Poet’s Instruction: Before reading this anti-poem, kindly go to YouTube and play Muzak: “Stimulus Progression.” Music can also be heard at my Facebook page under Stark Hunter. If possible, kindly play it in the background as you read.)
nine flags cologne boy
gunning a green ’71 ford torino
lapping up black asphalt dreams
cruising on deaf aviation boulevard
Ignoring the roaring jet monsters wheeze by
looking for pineapples and mouse ears
his date dressed in pink formal attire
sniffing a blood red corsage
ahead of them —
the flying saucer made of steel and space
mecca for their zipped-up prom dreams—
teenage reveries of lust and blue lace
now inside the circular restaurant
its glass windows vibrating with lights
another silver boeing beast lands nearby
with tornado voices howling in the wind
she says to her date—
‘how lovely the view is from our table—‘
‘people coming and going like mice from water’
‘it is exhilarating’
a tall waitress in jetson uniform brings iced tea
she tells cologne boy ‘bow ties are righteously cool’
now soul-numbing muzak is playing inside the restaurant
it seeps and drips and hovers like a funeral fog—
oozing through invisible space age loudspeakers
‘i just love this music,’ his date says
‘it is so romantic’
presently another 727 roars by
ascending like magic to the descending sun
Opt then fond choice to see the truth,
Now dare to see the path of light.
Think with fine poise the way of proof,
Hope this can be sure cause of sight;
Intent finds grace as heart knows feel,
Sense a sure whole as mind finds grounds.
Meet what you face with touch of will,
Observe dear soul where love is found;
Urge prompts the way heart anchors mind,
Note the clear voice that speaks and tells;
Touch frames fond say in all you find,
Ask to purge noise to glimpse and dwell;
Intuit and be one with all things,
Nurture and see love in sure spring.
Leon Enriquez
15 January 2017
Singapore
Be mindful then
Of now not when
Your soul knows best
Your sacred quest
Start with your heart
To find your art
Set your soul free
That you may be
Feel your heart speak
Of joy that peaks
Heed the strange touch
That tells you much
Go deeper then
To know touch grand
As you seek grace
Love lights your face
Seek your life goal
As truth moves soul
Learn to be still
Watch grace bring fill
Zest moves passion
Zeal knows action
Step by step move
From boundless grooves
Now and here heed
Just what you need
Mystic path chimes
All in due time
Go on your way
Live well this day
Be thus at peace
Love funds pure ease
Leon Enriquez
17 July 2017
Singapore
"Do you know the legend of the cicadas? They say they are the souls of poets who cannot keep quiet because, when they were alive, they never wrote the poems they wanted to" - John Berger
tinnitus for the masses ring
an audible in summer sway -
a dog day's orchestration;
long awaited by hungry pangs
like the diners in Zhejiang...
peaceful crickets overwhelmed
yet patience pays for other days
when peepers and the katydids
will sing for food and song and lust
as instinct tells them that they must.
imaginal - sweet frenzied food,
too many years to satiate -
so famished are the years that dried
like the tears that left us there,
with appetite unsatisfied...
Somewhere on the darkest path
A mature scream bellows a deadly wrath
Give me your blessed young
Evil words coming from an acid tongue
We do not want these minds walking alone
Google Ling on computers, tapping cell phones
Everything is at a simple reach
Surf the web at the Internet beach
For life has a short number
No more than a hundred
It isn’t a mystery
Just recorded history
That tells the tales
Of the successes and fails
Having an honest image when born
Giving features that are beautifully formed
Before the aging witch casts a spell
Calling on cosmetics and magical gels
Is this a test?
Giving a reason to rest?
Or maybe a guilt feeling, an urge to confess
Twenty to forty
An innocent story
Mid-life crisis comes upon
Nothing any more, going on
Just going to work
Returning to the dinner hand and fork
Now that all the children are grown
Back to the confusing journey woven and sewn
And there is the angry one
Not wanting any fun
Dig in the heels
Figure out what is real
Cut a deal
Letting the clock
Do its tock
Taking stock
Going around its circular block
In the end when the ticker dies
And the family cries
There will be another place
Finding peaceful eternal grace
Laughing at the rat race
Supposedly there to build an important case
They shoot horses too
The US president tells Israel not to enter Gaza
Israel enters anyway, which tells us the might
of the Jewish lobby trumps everything, leaving
the US, looking weak
The students, who are not, yet, corrupted
protest against Israel, arrested and jailed and
worst college teacher spies on the students
report to the CIA.
When the whole of the Western world is unable
to stop the genocide in Gaza, one can be tempted
to throw in the towel and befriend the devil
and do as the three monkeys
I can go on and protest forever, which is good
for my consciousness and be used to be called
an anti-Semite, taking this into consideration
anti-Semite might turn out to be a compliment
Drawn to a conclusion like a magnetic pulse,
Attracting information as like attracts like.
We live but for a moment in the great scope of existence,
The seven Hermetic principles apply to everything in our Universe.
1/ The law of mentalism is immutable, "All is Mind- the Universe is Mental."
2/ The second is the law of correspondence (immutable) This law tells us "As above, so below; as below, so above." This means that there is "harmony, agreement and correspondence" between the physical, mental and spiritual realms.
3/ The third law is of Vibration (immutable) "Nothing rests; everything moves; everything vibrates."
4/ The fourth is the law of Polarity (mutable) "Everything is dual, everything has poles; everything has its pair of opposites; opposites are identical in nature, but different in degree."
5/ The fifth is the law of Rhythm (mutable) "Everything flows, out and in; everything has its tides; all things rise and fall."
6/ The sixth is the law of Cause and Effect (mutable) "Every cause has its effect; every effect has its cause."
7/ The seventh is the law of Gender, "Gender is in everything; everything has its masculine and feminine principles.
And finally, the law of Attraction as part of the equation: You will notice that the Law of Attraction is not specifically mentioned as one of the seven Universal Laws. This is not to diminish its importance but rather to highlight it because the Law of Attraction is the basic Law of the Universe which runs through all the seven Universal Laws discussed here in brief. It holds everything together. It is through the knowledge of the Law of Attraction that one can rise above the mutable Laws of Polarity and Rhythm and gain a better understanding of each of the seven Universal Laws.
When the Sun is buried low beneath the Earth,
And as mountains caress the skies beyond.
Take a moment to ponder, where does one belong?
We are one with all things, take comfort in knowing so.
/|\
Somebody likes you
Any idea who?
Somebody adores you
Hint: he's the same person too
Where do you live?
Right inside his heart
He wants you to be in there
And never to depart
He's definitely enamored
You can see it in his face
He's got this crazy smile
It's frozen there in place
No, he definitely loves you
Of that you can be sure
He keeps these things inside him
But if you ask him, he wants more
Only you could ever know that
He tells you everything
He's following no format
To you his heart does bring
Beats of strong affection
To keep you warm at night
In your eyes sees his reflection
In dazzling blue light