Long Transcend Poems
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dreams or illusions of living in peace and harmony
In thinking about life's problems I didn't come undone
images still float in the wind, music of the Harmonie
The magical dream of people on earth living as one
An adolescent desire of a world with a lasting peace
let us justify a bad decision to stop sowing seeds
or are we nomadic people, living like a flock of geese
Life is following the one in front, unsure of where it leads
with ideas, seeds are sown, establishing a path to peace
Can we transcend innovations, to stop following the flocks
to learn people exchanging views possibilities will increase
listening to people and stop throwing metaphoric rocks
"Yesterday, trouble was distant life a game to be played"
Our people may be gone, but our past lets us be unafraid
My angel seems far away, but memories will never fade
all dreamers, vying in the game of life will never be swayed
I still believe and long for yesterday
for Beatlemania! contest
of Heather Ober
« In love, mother.. ! »
sobbing words
an echo, like no other
the chokes and the pain, I recall
who was to blame for all that did befall?
What if
that love made sense
and the doors of heaven were open
to the voice of ardour
that could raze every single fence
we would to emotions have given vent!
What if
I failed to see through a mind
“that road was not to take”
from a dream
I was told I had to wake..
What if
I had the power of belief
In the beauty of that love
In a sweet ache
that was so brief
and so harsh..
What if
I could into my safe keep
that treasure between his ribs
ever vibrant, a rich seep
I might have walked paths of wonder!
I wonder
what would that love to me have brought?
what would have been to change a lot?
What if
I now could see the one
that got away
that one
who stole my heart in its heyday
would I recognise that feel again?
the taste of loss, would it be the same?
the pain of love, I wonder
if its savour would remain!
“What ifs”
the power to capture the beauty of the past
and transcend it to the wonder of the dream!
The nature of soul would never stand still
as the river of serenity whose current unseen
flows to reach the ocean with a spirited will
So is a poet whose pen has been drinking
from the river of life
filled with true words to the brim..
The One That Got Away Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
Words come to mind to tell of feel,
Sketch as thought finds a touch that heals.
Shape pulse of will that cast fond smiles,
Know how you feel as heart seeds style.
Greet the bright dawn with curious eyes,
Here comes the morn with awesome highs.
Face each strange space as beauty calls,
Watch strains now trace echoes that fall.
See that you see each step you take,
Verse comes to be as writes now make.
Joy shows the way of truth and grace,
Love binds each day with play you pace.
When dusk descends and moon floats high,
Rest and transcend with happy sighs.
Write journal notes in simple gist,
Go beyond rote to dare bold list.
Set purpose well as passion cites,
Cheer helps you dwell on lovely writes.
Be conscious here to anchor ease,
Prize focus clear in spreading peace.
Stillness brings rest and peace of mind,
Just do your best to humour finds.
So simply purge all sense of fear,
Feel that fond surge that starts with cheer.
Leon Enriquez
12 September 2018
Singapore
In the imagery network of intricate design,
layer on layer, the metaphoric mind is stratified,
the levels of innate awareness are aligned
with the unique perspective patterns unified.
Many elements of the singular identity secures
access to the secret sanctum of psychic recess,
transcend the timeless thresholds of joy and pain,
as senses merge with the supreme consciousness.
My metamorphosed mind turns into an inventor,
makes a mirror with the luster of mirage for me.
I look into it reaching the self-aggrandized oasis,
where it is only me as Narcissus I always see.
The blow of tormenting time breaks the mirror,
my ethereal essence transforms it into a window.
I see the twilight gleam shimmer in the horizon,
beckons me to start a new journey before sundown.
I travel within as an introspective probing voyager,
perceive the eternal soul in the alcove of bliss,
suffusing me with the absolute aura of divinity,
I get liberated from the hold of mortal abyss.
________________
March 7, 2023
Contest : Break The Mirror
Sponsored by : Unseeking Seeker
Whatever the offerings of time may bring
Whatever song my heart chooses to sing
On life’s small pursuit I shall meditate
Elysian splendor around me, I appreciate
The simplicities of pastoral living unfurl
I’m graced in your stellar light, a cosmic pearl
Serene contemplation, moments well spent
A transcend of intellect, I pursue contentment
Humbled, a mochila drapes my shoulders
Now weightless, old tomes heavy as boulders
Once laden with Maslow's hierarchy of needs
The cause of sight itself as Plato laid the seeds
Streets of an unclean soulless city no more
Once blemished and ugly as a repellant eyesore
Until this vacant shell had found release,
acceptance paralleled an inner peace
A new perspective can only see the beauty
of the craftsmanship and the ingenuity
On this celestial hike I embrace “carpe diem”
A lesson learned in this hour spans a millennium
The power and value of each moment
however brief, I walk along as an exponent
Unfurling love that rids me of my emptiness
Colloquially speaking I have found happiness
If I should live 'til one-thirty-six
what fun might I have...
how would I get my kicks?
I'd start with a dance
swaying in my wheelchair
with that lovely young lad
whom I kissed on a dare!
His eyes... oh, how playful
still youthful and bright
and the kiss that we shared
was a savory delight!
When the music begins
(even if we can’t hear it)
we'll transcend earthly ties
and be free from all care...
The angels will ferry us
far from the crowd
as we climb to the heavens
and waltz on a cloud!
From this blissful state
I would never come down
leaving earth with a grin
no hint of a frown ; )
If given a choice
out of all of my picks
I would whirl ‘til the curtains dropped
at one-thirty-six.
8/30/19
Contest: One Hundred and Thirty Six Words
Sponsored by: John lawless
Let joy move you, to capture vision divine,
Let it ignite your heart with flames that shine.
Sing new melodies to the bouncy skies,
To the ancient of days, whose love will never cease.
Transcend the limits of your life’s race,
Embrace the Word, enjoy the enlarged space.
Let joy move you, let it determine your days,
In every breath, let faith direct your ways.
In alignment with destiny, you shall dance,
Hitting the mark in life's every expanse.
Unlock the door to your future as foretold,
Where dreams and visions, in abundance, unfold.
Let mountains break forth with joyful sound,
Rejoicing in heavens glory unbound.
And witness the trees, their branches swing wide,
Clapping their hands in joy, a jubilant stride.
Ever So-High, I reach the Sky
above the Lesser Creeds, I Vanquish the Nights
where there is no Hope, I grasp the Emerald Stone Aloft
High Abode the Greater Realms of Thought,
where the Angels Fly, Into No Mans Land
and the Spirit gives Rise and Illumines the Creation Of Gods Hand
I AM, I AM SO HIGH
Conquering Fetters that dims the Light,
filling the Divine tincture with Great Ideals
to Resurrect and Transcend the Earthly Deeds,
to Plant Forth and Transform the Noble Seeds
and give Birth to the Garland of Greater Faculties,
Wings Wide, I Soar with the Eagles Mind
So High Abode, beyond the Hands Of Time
Sailing the Seas of the Great Frontier
I catch the Riptide, Into the Heavenly Realm
From whence do poems come?
Some say--
they're children of the heart,
others say--
they're born in the mind's maze
but I say--
poems come from deeper
than any heart
and from somewhere
far more vast
than any mind....
I suspect they come
from that part of us
that lies under
the unconscious,
so quiet, so subtle
many never sense it--
but there, in the soul
(the endless mind,
the imperishable self)
are found the words
to percolate through
the blind and dense
unconscious to appear
sudden,
unbidden,
unexpected
in the daylight mind....
But their journey is still
only half-done:
when read by a stranger
those poems transcend
disparate worlds,
making their return journey
from a daylight mind
through the unlit unconscious
until the reader's own soul
feels brushed by Wonder...
yet from where
do the poems come?
They come from Eternity.
Ask that you know the way of truth,
Be what you grow in fact of proof.
Choice shows you how to seize your find,
Dare live right now with peace of mind.
Etch that deep poise where faith moves heart,
Feel sacred choice as beauty starts.
Glimpse truth each day in all you see,
Health sparkles play in what must be.
Intent sure grace where hope flames fire,
Joy floods fond trace where faith attires.
Keep moments light in happy highs,
Live profound sights as wonder sighs.
Make then good time to ponder well,
Now funds plain rhymes where reason dwells.
Opt sanguine hope in matters deep,
Poise flavours scope beyond vain sleep.
Quest if you must and seize true wealth,
Race follows trust in esteemed health.
Seek earthy grounds with balance sound,
Trust joy profound where lost if found.
Urge prompts each day with certain flare,
Voice reaps due say to transcend cares.
Work with words well to echo fond,
X-tract dye spell in worldly pond.
Yield to the heart where mind knows grace,
Zest wisely starts the art you trace.
Aim to be true with your story,
Zeal springs a cue now poignantly.
Leon Enriquez
06 July 2016
Singapore