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Before I crumble to ashes
Before I rot in the ground
Before I use up all my chances
Before I buy my last round,
Before I leave all my loved ones
Before my heart stills in my chest
Before I escape all my problems
Before I lay down to rest,
As I sit soft in my deathbed
As I watch one last sun set
As one last word sits on my tongue
I hope that one word isn’t yet:
I haven’t yet watched that one movie
I haven’t yet been to that place
I haven’t yet found life’s true meaning
I haven’t yet learned my own face.
I want to watch every movie
I want to visit every place
I want to discover life’s meaning
I want to discover my face,
I want to exhaust all my options
I want to give it all a try,
I want to live life to the fullest
Until then I don’t want to die.
Fate
Frames fond face,
Glimpse gaudy gate,
Touch tricky trace.
Sight
Claims calm cheer,
Lifts lovely light,
Nude nature near.
Know
Such sweet sighs,
Feel funny flow,
Heap happy highs.
Dance
Wise warm ways,
Craft clever chance,
Draft dreamy day.
Poise
Speaks sure spell,
Croons charming choice,
True treasure tells.
Feel
Good grand gist,
Heed how hurts heal,
Lift lasting list.
Dream
Use up urge,
See sensuous streams,
Prize pretty purge.
Now
Keep kind know,
Heed happy how,
Grip gentle glow.
Lift
High hopes here,
Gain grandeur's gift,
Chase crafty cheer.
Leon Enriquez
02 October 2018
Singapore
We waste our time on silly things
mindless of what tomorrow brings;
we use up moments that are simply banal,
shouln't we use them in ways so pratical?
Many afternoons in July or August
are spent soaking up tons of sunshine
to get a perfect tan, so oblivious of the fact
that later daydreaming can make us whine!
Being idle can't revive the thrill of imagination
not seeking the perfume of roses and jasimines,
or the golden sunflowers waving in mild winds...
but looking up can give us hints and spark intuition!
I enjoy watching the gliding clouds that chase a fairyren,
never keeping eyes closed and missing an eagle's flight;
it's another lively rainbow stretching from the East to the West,
although it appears on a warm and cloudy evening without rain!
Nights aren't only made for a restful sleep,
let's lose ourselves into the constellations as we beek
and admire the exciting spactacle by a shallow creek;
it can even make the strongest man weep!
Discard the foolish thoughts of those worthless things,
instead reach out to somebody lonelier than a raggy vagrant
who can't find his cosy home remembering Christmas;
help him find it and fill his distraught spirit with sheer delight!
Perhaps creating too many companies
would use to much of the world resources
yet investing in farms would grow more crops
Perhaps creating more companies
would use up the world's resources
yet perhaps, what we need most, is entertainment
Even during the war
they realised that their troops needed fun
even during war they realised
to have a settled army
you need entertainment
stimulate the troops to keep order
perhaps we need a certain percentage of our wage
locked in to providing entertainment
employing the unemployed
for jobs that create an entertaining world
why should we waste money
and get nothing in return
We focus on profit
and yet what we need most
is to focus on life
perhaps
what we need is companies,
that improve the world's resources
our sea's depleted of fish
perhaps fish farms
would be the path to take
we already have salmon farms
perhaps investing in more
would be a good idea
perhaps it's solar power
that creates the greatest growth
investments can improve the world
working together investing every week
we could build farms
to restock our oceans
we could build farms
to feed the starving people
creating jobs so they can afford to buy
we could build solar power
to create a cleaner air
we could create desalination plants
to turn our deserts into farms
we could rebuild the forests
to create a living home
as human beings we could see
the problems we share
as hurdles to overcome
Perhaps other people
have better ideas
hope they lead to a better world
Trembling, the ache
Still tender,
Unkept moments echo
Risking a prayer,
Where will the memory go?
How will my heart ever know
When to let go… how to let go?
Desperate, the sorrow
Holding her hand,
Just before her eyes closed
In death, a shell
Of the past, the heart and soul,
The woman who had once…
Bent to kiss away my tears,
Forever ago, down through the years,
Her light was still aglow…
Inside my heart, as were the tears.
Unsteady, my mind
Tremulous as the wind, ablaze
With fires of feeling,
Tortured nights when the battle
With her memory tossed me
Like a sea of grief,
Binding my dreams and warning me
To see beneath the sea of heartbreak,
Into the treasured festival of love,
Love poured out from her heart,
A heart who breathed…
Will I ever know… when to let go?
Is it even possible, to let go of the one
Who silenced my doubts, reassured
My soul, gave me more love
Than my heart will ever hold, more love
Than my life would ever use up…
No. I won’t let go, can’t let go
She is the part of me that I know
Will forever show… forever breathe
Forever, with me, she is the seed
That gave me room to grow, room
To see… without her, I wouldn’t be me!
…. as the penultimate line here fears to say,
I’ll try to remember, but for now ‘good-day’.
I have a problem that makes me quite ill,
it’s plagued me for years, continuing still.
As much as I try, you just won’t see,
I don’t dare cry, with loneliness my fee.
My memory collapses after only ten lines,
a bugger for friends, and unpaid parking fines.
I’ve tried not to speak, not to use up my quota,
but it makes me feel weak, less human, more motor.
As the penultimate line here fears to say,
I’ll try to remember, but for now ‘good-day’.
I have a problem that makes me quite ill,
it’s plagued me for years, continuing still….
You can pick and choose your friends,
who is true who is pretend
Who needs you then they leave you
If it suits them
then refuse them
Are they there
do they care
do they have nerve
do they dare
is it all one way and nothing back
Are they owed a favour broken track
Looping around and using you
never occurring they should too
It’s not time that makes them close
It’s what they do when you lose hope
Do they celebrate your victories
And sit with you through your miseries
When you use up your energy
If they don’t they’re an enemy
Are they quick to point out what they’re owed
they want it paid back what they’ve showed
Think they’re smarter than you are
Push their luck and go too far
Friends aren’t always what they seem
they’re not always what you need
Sometimes you should up and leave
Even if they feel aggrieved
Their probably a victim
If so they are restricting
Time on them but if removed
Time on you sees you improved
We planted some fruit trees
some five years ago;
The peaches produced more
than you'd guess would grow.
The apricot sits there,
does nothing each year.
Brings up a reminder
a parable made clear:
A man had a fig tree
right there in his garden.
He came seeking fruit, but
instead, he found none.
He said to the keeper,
"These years I've come seeking;
Three seasons I've waited,
and now expect some.
I think that it's time that
we stopped, brought this tree down.
Why let it continue
to use up the ground?”
The gardener said, "Sir
Let’s leave it another;
I'll add some manure,
turned into the roots.
If still nothing happens
then we'll cut it down,
but I am quite hopeful
that it will bear fruit.”
My fruit tree, a lesson,
but I'm not the keeper;
No, I’m just a fruit tree
my maker has wrought.
He's Lord of the harvest
and we are His garden.
Some children are peaches,
and some, apricots.
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After 5 full years, it looks like we have blooms this year. Very excited!
At the end of our rainbow, we're so often told,
is an awesome reserve of a pot filled with gold.
At the end of my rainbow, no treasure for me
in the form of gold coins to use up selfishly.
At the end of my rainbow, inside my own pot,
they'll be wishes come true deep within to allot.
Like a resolute peace, in each country on Earth;
no more conflicts or war...oh, just think of the mirth!
To see total mankind as a genus of one,
for inside we're the same, from one God we do come.
Find the cure for diseases...their mysteries solved;
so the curse of these monsters is truly dissolved.
Find a way to stop hunger, both here and abroad;
with new food waste reduction plans, we can applaud.
Revise government rules to be fair, not corrupt;
make new laws so that violence does not erupt.
To respect our dear Earth, follow her wisdom too;
with her laws keep in sync in whatever we do.
At the end of my rainbow, instead of bright gold,
they'll be wishes come true for mankind to behold.
January 20, 2016
Contest: Your Rhy-Me Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Jesus here speaks of a fig tree
this tree was barren having no fruit
A man had planted it in his vineyard
but the problem was down at its root
Now the man wanted to cut it down
he wasn't willing to wait and see
just in case fruit would maybe come
but the vinedresser had hope for the tree
What was a year going to matter
if a year later it came to change
then leaving it proved very wise
if not you would look very strange
Jesus showed you don't know what's next
in your life that barren could come to life
God is looking for fruit to be born
for if not He'll need to use His knife
The purpose of sending His holy spirit
is to fill His elect with Jesus alone
removing their sin that Christ died to atone
then the spiritual fruit will blossom and grow
(The Parable of the Barren Fig Tree)
(And he told this parable: “A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. And he said to the vinedresser, ‘Look, for three years now I have come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and I find none. Cut it down. Why should it use up the ground?’ And he answered him, ‘Sir, let it alone this year also until I dig around it and put on manure. Then if it should bear fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down.’”)
Luke 13: 6-9 (ESV)