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Closer that dreaded angel comes,
Nearer my God, to Me.
Family fallen, too near the edge.
I walk in doom for tomorrow.
In crazy and cowardly remote concerns,
You, death, draw a lottery place in line.
Gamble me this, pitiful reaper,
Are you even real?
Within two feet now,
A rattling within my rib cage staggers,
But my brother drank his death,
And my new mother's mind just withered.
Chronically brain is wet and warped,
But I was born into your game.
Allergic to kindness and good works alike,
Death circles my brain, my drain in perpetuum.
Your manufactured trap of vomit and cane,
And sugar plum dreams of gutters and glee,
I dodge you again, but for luck or for timing,
Life leaves daily, per moment of fear.
Ginsberg
Kerouac
Beat Tap
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde
W. H . Auden
Shakespeare
Wordsworth
Sylvia Plath
Virginia Woolf
Jane Austen
The Bronte Sister's
Authorities of Classic Art
Using ink instead of oils or water to paint a pallet dry
Mixing words into elix
To create book's without pictures
So as the blind can rejoice as well
In words that bind us all together
Life , Loss , Longing , Loving
Belonging , Betrayal
Power , Struggle , Death
Family , Foe's
Verses and Prose
The words that which we daily quote
When called upon to speak
Directly from the heart
While all the while never knowing
They are reciting words from a poem
Or classical works of Art
Of an Author they could not even name
Nor actually in reality know
Two worlds grip my heart --- the carnal and the divine. Faith* upholds my soul midst gratefulness to the Lord for redemption. Good health moves my body for reaching-out pursuits. Here am I praying for the strengthening of my physical and spiritual life, since dysfunction occurs if any of the two gets wearied or debilitated…
countenance does smile
eyes exude mirth of a babe
heart throbs with blest peace
worship brings revival surge
ministry impacts prevail
*Ephesians 2:8-9 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.
April 2, 2024
8th place, "Woven Worlds - TANKA PROSE" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 4/5/2024
14 years confused on a pitch without the goals
never knowing how I fell through so many holes
as each I fell through another would unfold
the brain just couldn't process storing in the vault
to later analyse and process the result
but storage overflowed and the circuit cut short
a breakdown stopped their process postponing the report
the brain was overwhelmed from continuous assault
it's called a mental breakdown retreat from the revolt
rebooting only vital zones and limiting your thoughts
thanks to overwhelming stress continuous and cold
flight or fight for too long sees hormones flood the skull
changing how the mind works and the person on the whole
misdiagnosed depression through symptoms it unrolls
but rain floods are not a sea these hormones will dissolve
psychiatric injury doesn't stay until you're old
it's not a mental illness that doctor can't solve
injuries repair themselves, a bruise a scar a hole
people caused your pain, don't let them be involved
Do you know people who base their opinions of others solely—
or primarily—on their worst actions and words, some of which
may have occurred years ago? People who think this way may
get around to seeing the best in others, but these positive thoughts
will run a distant second to the negative.
Think now. Are YOU one of those people? Have you ever been?
Confession: I once was. I am—and was then--a Christian, one who
caught herself thinking of people at their worst: “Oh, I remember
that time he . . . .” God convicted me of my hypocrisy, reminding
me of my worst, making me realize that being judged FIRST by all
the negatives is so hurtful and unfair. I prayed, “God, when I am guilty
of harsh judging, please ZAP me with memories of those times when I
was SO backslidden!”
Prayer works! Instances of zapping have steadily decreased.
Date: January 23, 2019
Contest Title: Plucking the Poisonous Parrot
Sponsor:Maureen McGreavy
Luna aura calls to me
Wonder reminds a story
Up beyond the distant trees
Our evening revelry
No words can tell our story
For wonder works mystery
Speak to me of profound grace
Two faces in fond embrace
Misty moonlight magic makes
Sparkling lunar give and take
From one lover to the next
Silent laughter fits warm stakes
Here by sleepy hamlets dance
Drifting moon now strokes a chance
Rhyme knows reason in glimpse grand
Poise aligns my cheery trends
Fate is never late I see
Autumn moon floats tenderly
Leon Enriquez
29 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Paul poses a vital question here
one which brings an eternal outcome
which means one has to get it right
the consequences leave one numb
Do you receive the Holy Spirit
by faith or by works of the law?
surely, only by believing in God
can real faith not have any flaw
So why so often does mankind do
trusting in works of the law depends
when God has made it so clear
the gospel with His Son did send
Foolishness sums up mankind
ever since the fall up to now
they still trust in the flesh
thinking they still don't know how
God's plan is always by the Spirit
and only in the Spirit can God be known
reject all other false, foolish sounds
trust only in Jesus, our chief cornerstone
(Galatians 3:2-3)
2 This only would I learn of you, Received ye the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?
3 Are ye so foolish? having begun in the Spirit, are ye now made perfect by the flesh?)
A FOND TRIBUTE:
(TO OUR OLD-GUARD LEADER)
Visionary leader who forged our way
In your twilight years kind humour attends
A little red-dot that works sanguine play
Once upon a time history did stray
A city state found dire straits in harsh trends
Visionary leader who forged our way
A man's decisive stance framed light of day
A vision aligned our bold action plans
A little red-dot that works sanguine play
It's easy to ask but so hard to pay
Our modern day culture defies intent
Visionary leader who forged our way
No one can truly understand your sway
Our stress and strain and ample discontent
A little red-dot that works sanguine play
A bright new team helms the future array
May fate be kind as we go round the bend
Visionary leader who forged our way
A little red-dot that works sanguine play
Leon Enriquez
16 Mar 2014
Singapore
Joy comes to call as echoes tint;
Observe the feel that ever springs;
Urge sure footfalls that guide new mint;
Reach out to heal harsh pains life brings;
Next find new zest in acts that play;
Embrace the cause that yield insight;
Yes works your best in quest each day.
Join in the course that funds delight;
Open your eyes to see the world;
Use the known facts to set the pace;
Rouse your fond highs to space heart's swirl;
Now start sure tact in timely space;
Ask heart and mind to meet soul here;
Live what love finds in sacred spheres.
Leon Enriquez
12 April 2015
Singapore
I am in a mood today
Can not say I am mad
I just feel out of place
And no I am not sad
So I will choose to smile
On the inside where it matters
Turn this whole funk around
Avoid annoyed mad hatters
See I ate spaghetti for lunch
Someone else is hungry for sure
Why get my panties in a bunch
Cuz life can be so unsure
I prayed for a place to stay
Looks like that’s in the works
The only thing is I’m afraid
Of acting anti social like a jerk
So please forgive my sharp glance
It is not meant for you
There was this rapist man
Who taught me what I should do
Wearing my gun in a gaze
Instead of packing for real
Really works for bad days
When my attitude isn’t chill
So this mood of gray will pass
And I will finally feel relieved
We all need a good green laugh
So I’m going to watch a comedy.