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An occasional gust of wind will lift the translucent white voile curtains and then drop them like a child losing interest. The effect is like flash photography, a burst of sudden sunlight that paints our irises, then quickly fades.
It’s a cool Paris morning. In the low 50s. The windows are open and we forgot to turn on the heat. It’s perfect ‘under the covers’ weather. We’ve succumbed to laziness, refusing to get out of bed. Lazing-in is new enough to us that we’re defining it with a gamut of synonyms.
“Listlessness, torpor,” Peter says, his index finger tracking the slow twirl of the ceiling fan.
“Stupor, slumberous, supineness, ” I updog.
“Ooh! total submissiveness,” Peter said, drawing the last word out like it’s dirty.
“Every man’s dream,” I confirm.
“Inertia,” he says, triumphant in finding an engineering word.
“Good one,” I compliment. “Lifeless, loafing laggard,” I add.
There’s a knock at the door.
We look at each other guiltily, like we’ve been caught.
“We ordered breakfast last night,” Peter remembers.
“Oh, yeah,” I said, “you get it,” I suggested.
“Why me?” he whined.
“Because you can wear less and because what if it’s an ax murderer?”
“These people work for your grandmother, she employs ax murderers?”
“It could be a revolution - this is France - it happens.”
There’s another knock.
“Get it!,” I bleated, like a helpless goat.
“Am I expendable?” he asked, as a man might plead to a jury.
“Women and children first,” I remind him.
There’s a third knock.
“Ok,” he says resignedly, as he rises, draws on shorts and heads for the door.
“You’re my hero,” I assure him, before I pull the sheet up over my head in case it IS an ax murderer.
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slang: updogged = to continue a conversation trend and maybe improve it.
The masquerade ball is fun for all
This was said by my master, in a voice not small
I was not convinced as she stuffed me into a collar
I looked like a the biggest clown in Gentleman’s holler
My cousin Jeffery was dressed up in a costume too
Why do we have to do this? He asked our cousin Lou.
Just go along, she said, it’s only one night of the year.
This might turn into a regular trend though, is what I fear.
First it is Halloween, then in November they dress us up like a turkey.
In December we’ll be snowmen. What is next? Asked Lurky.
Lurky’s voice of reason made us all tear off our silly outfits.
We chased each other out the door after tearing them to bits.
Why seek the truth in the calm light?
Apt the strange glow of love that streams,
Reap touch of proof as act meets sight;
Mind syncs the flow of profound dream.
Wise is the man who knows the way,
Opt the odd choice as vision shows;
Reach with a plan that frames clear say,
Keep that fine poise in poignant flow.
Word how you feel where love moves grace,
Indulge your quest in purpose grand;
Sense cheer that thrills your voice in space,
Dance in the fest as faith charts trend;
Oblige the surge of primal joy,
Merge final urge as finesse toys.
Leon Enriquez
23 July 2018
Singapore
I thank God for your Nation America
And it's flag you so proudly wave
I thank Him for all your freedoms
The freedoms your forefathers gave.
You were founded on Christian principles
Blessed Nations near and far
The Gospel is your greatest export
A blessing from God, yes, you are.
You are truly a great Christian Nation
But today a change do I see
The Gospel is slowly being removed
While attacking your liberty.
JESUS is no longer taught in the school
Political correctness is on the rise
The church is quiet regarding SIN
To be honest I'm not really surprised.
End times are surely upon us
Saying JESUS, it might just offend
No more do I see the fear of the Lord
As SIN has become just a trend.
Every time I think of you
I start to feel blue
we were so good to each other
and good together
I loved you so much
and promised to never leave you
but some how that just wasn’t good
enough for you- oh how can I go on?
Even though you wronged me
and were so inconsiderate
I should not have reacted
the way I did so I am really
sorry!
I still remember when we were
happy and still friends but I
did not realize it was just a
trend for you- but once again
I say to you I am sorry!
For PD's Collaboration Contest
August 28, 2015
By: Eileen Manassian
Thank you for this string of pearls
What a beautiful sight!
Right?
Yes.....a sheer delight.
You look surprised!
You gifted them to me
Can't you see?
This beautiful pearl tapestry
Exquisite jewelry!!!
One by one....
They came to be
A word, a look, a gesture....
Each one...an irritant
You slipped into the softness of me
So....unobtrusively
You forgot to set them free
As for me?
I had to survive
Had to stay alive
Forged from what pained
My nacre tears rained
With each silky one
I spun and I spun
Now...I'm all done!
This necklace you see
YOU gifted to me
****** ******* *****
The pearl you wear,
Can't be compared
The inner beauty
Your shell gives
A surprise you gave
Upon my face
Blind by beauty upon your grace
A jewel not easy to trace
Perfect in every way, you trend
Hidden deep
Beneath the sea
Grains of sand lost peacefully
Your strength came in a form,
While being intruded on
So precious, breathless
I needed more
Layers of nacre
touch my greedy hands
A pearly tapestry
I gave my loved one
You shun away, giving shine
The Mother of Pearls
I rest my case!
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
The Of My Childhood Are Listed Below;
"How sweet to the heart are the scenes of my childhood"
Samuel Woodworth, 1785-1842
Being outside and playing double dutch,
with my sister, cousins, and my best friend.
Jump rope, we really loved it so much.
We enjoyed playing hopscotch to no end.
hoping to each square was a sheer delight,
Back then, the game happened to be a trend
We would go to the park to fly a kite,
swing on swings, and get on the giant slide,
On the days when it was sunny and bright.
I remember playing a game of hide,
and seek; it was exciting and much fun,
but the little kids were found and they cried.
The memories of my youth, I have tone,
we had a good time playing in the sun.
*Double- Dutch
a jump-rope game played with two long jump ropes swung in opposite directions so that they cross rhythmically.
*Hop-Scotch
a children's game in which each child by turn hops into and over squares marked on the ground to retrieve a marker thrown into one of these squares.
Contest: Terza Rims
Sponsor: Constance La France
11/20/2020
They tell you what's hot,
They tell you what's not,
They'll tell you who's who.
They tell you what to wear,
They tell you what to share,
They'll tell you what to do.
They tell you what to say,
They tell you who to pay,
The'll tell you who to doubt.
They tell you what to eat,
They tell you who to beat,
They'll tell you what it's all about.
They tell you what to buy,
They tell you when to cry,
They'll tell you that it's just a game.
They tell you who to cheer,
They tell you who to smear,
They'll never ever take the blame.
But I don't need to be told,
And I don't need to be sold,
Cause on my own I'm doing well.
When it comes to a choice,
I'll just trust my own voice,
So who the hell are they to tell.
I ponder deeply you sweet friend
Maybe we'll meet beyond
Earth's trend
You dearest poet
Dear to me
Transcendent friend
Sweet Emily
I ponder letters poems and Life
What cut your heart
With sorrows knife
A world spun
Within your soul
To gift us now
Was that your
Goal?
Who could bring me such a tear
I read your words
And you are here
Kindred spirit
Poet friend
Meet me past
This earthen
Trend
Ink fuel in my pen
Set word fire at hand
Verse play mulls clear trend
Feel ignites mere words
Forge meaning now heard
Muse moves that swift bird
Indulge how thoughts dwell
Feelings surge to tell
Yes ignite words well
Word by word can stitch
Lines that fit new itch
Watch etchings flip switch
Sift bits that fit germ
As feel and thought firm
Splash a curling term
Spread a lyric trace
Jazzy feelings space
Riddle face in place
Heed the pulse of sounds
As feel and glimpse grounds
Swirl here round and round
Write then how you feel
Stretch words as charm thrills
Mix, mingle new will
Leon Enriquez
08 April 2017
Singapore