In its special serpentine style too deep to fathom
while submersed beneath I was surprised to see
the world's second most venomous reptile
a striped Dubois' sea snake swim by me
when forewarned of dangers quirky lurking in the deep
altho' arriving suitably attired with fins mask and snorkel
it was sufficient to almost scare me out of my diving skin
so severe as to make my heart skip flip or turn turtle
but being bold brave of heart and fleet of flippered-foot
swiftly did I surely doggy-paddle safely away
tho' no harm was done to me a close call or so it seemed to be
which I survived to recount alive here on this another day
While out walking late last night
wondered who it was I saw
slinking by your bedroom window
lurking 'round your back door
when I shouted 'Who goes there?”
they ran like hell didn't tarry
those I'd seen could well have been any
peeping Tom Dick and Harry
Never having seen such
a sore site for eyes before
he was flabbergasted and I can only surmise
about what he thought he saw
as anxious irrational unrealistic
and much to his surprise
his flabber had never been quite so aghast
yet as nothing does last
in time this too was gone had passed
altho' annoyed but to avoid
the situation again hell-bent
greater than the danger posed
to great lengths he went
but at the back of his mind a memory lurking
a figment of his imagination faded and dim
the enemy within and after all...
it was himself — only him
Lurking
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Lurking
Waiting
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Waiting
Watching
In the shadow
Of the corner
Of the room
In the dim
In the gloom
Watching
Me.
We use light to chase away the shadows
hoping to protect ourselves from the unknown.
Little do we know that hiding from them
only allows them to become fully grown.
We give them the gift of hiding,
using our light to keep them at bay.
We sit in ignorance.
Little did we know there is a high price to pay.
There's demons out lurking,
The night terrors start.
With God's wrath upon them,
They'll quickly depart.
Alone in the darkness,
Shines only moon light,
The people are sleeping,
Not one soul in sight.
There's demons out lurking,
They're haunting our dreams.
While tossing and turning,
Only God hears the screams.
The evil surrounds us,
With each passing day.
There's nowhere to turn,
So God makes a way.
There's demons out lurking,
Please don't be afraid.
We all have our Saviour,
By our side he has stayed.
Jesus is waiting,
Just call out his name.
Forgiveness awaits you,
Our God's still the same.
Trapped inside all of us is anxiety that needs to be let out
When it rears its ugly head and disrupts are thoughts it leaves no doubt
We must replace these uneasy feelings with meditation leading the way
Stand up to this demon and try not to listen to what it has to say
People who are overwhelmed by this are not weak but very brave
Trying to defeat this is a lot of work as you become its slave
Ignoring it will not cause it to pack up its bags and move away
Talk with medical experts, positive help they can convey
You are certainly not alone in your fight to have peace of mind
Most of all do not give up on yourself you deserve to have the best life has to offer
Believe you can defeat this and in the end, it will make you stronger
Anxiety is lurking in the corner ready to strike anyone at any time
Never give up on yourself you have the power within to send anxiety to the back of the line
On idle days,
the pointers of inspiration
slow down...
With nothing new on the front,
life is slow too...
I'm on the prowl
waiting for events...
I watch the sunrise,
and the sun goes down to dusk...
I watched the rain that didn't come,
my distant love
that didn't match me...
I understood, then
that no poem
occurred to me, nor any
poetry I wrote...
I'm still on the prowl
of a busy novel days
that bring me inspiration
not voidness !
He returned with peevish looks,
a condescending demeanor,
Vaunting as though his bones were made of rocks
and his sinews of brass,
bottled up acrimony burning from his bowels,
A prideful face, and a visage adorned with rage,
forty years of fury fueled from afar,
none could tame the lion,
cloaked with pretenses and false affiance
resentment buoyed, angst unrelenting.
the bitterest gall wells up like lava,
none could cure the brain malady,
The threath, the venom of a vermin.
Still Lurking,
though kept away by distance.
How perfidious is it to hide,
not to be found and be recognized
for the values not revealed
but shamefully being cast aside?
How deplorable is it to renounce existing,
refusing the crown of meekness,
a life of peaceful days, of a lesser complicity
and accept the glory of vanity...
when feelings of betrail resurge, contesting
the perception of loss beyond credibility?
Does one choose loneliness so voraciously sought,
that retreat from a squalid existence that fate brought
to a secluded place that lacks colors and sounds
allowing horrid darkness to descend upon defeats,
blocking out the brilliance and blighting the thoughts
of a mind in search of solitude and self-awareness?
How pathetic us to turn
into a lurking shadow
to conceal the frown of scorn,
the angry look of hurt...
rejecting soothing comfort,
accepting horrid sorrow!
Do all have the same principles of idiocy
and follow a deceiving voice
swerving them from reason...
does it offer delusions that attempt treason?
How strong is their effect on honesty;
how will it coordinate with their choice?
What is this strange place we find ourselves in,
Trapped in the open, we are free within,
Free from the troubles around,
Free from the troubles that beset,
We stand here unfettered and unchained,
A pristine world where the
future holds no fear for us,
We are not saddled with a monstrous task,
Our desires do not trample on others’ rights,
No ill is closing in on us,
Our shadows do not run ahead,
Avarice does not override altruism,
We stand on equal footing,
Gloom dispersed by light.
April 8, 2022.
try as I may to leave the past behind
people who were unkind keep running through my mind
I don’t know why I can’t let go
it’s most unfair they hurt me so
I wish I could go back in time
and show them their injustice is a crime
stories that happened long ago
my side they never cared to know
never had my chance to sway opinions
they preferred to jump to their conclusions
in my head we could shake hands and all would be just fine
finally gone from my lips would be the taste of bitter wine
and people who were most unkind
would stop running freely though my mind
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
WORDS TELL, LURKING
Word your work
Watch words lurk
In sure time
All fits rhyme
Hear lost sighs
Glimpse sad highs
Feel more then
Not just when
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
05 February 2021
Singapore
The poem and poet merge on the page
And the cruel pandemic has its presence
Its nature strikes me with dark words of rage
Death teases humankind unpleasantly
Time's essence is so hard to understand
Mighty nature sweeps down on all nations
Disinfect your minds; sanitize your hands
Dare I make a bleak interpretation?
Masks adorn as they do at carnival
Protecting cute noses and speaking mouths
While the earth appears quite rechargeable
And the pandemic makes its way around
One day, the pandemic will go away
Who knows what nature wishes to convey?
Many people are not afraid to go
Back to work because they need to support
Hungry families with cute kids aglow
However, the pandemic risks to thwart
Dreams of those who invested their savings
Hoping to cash in on all of their work
For now people must resist their cravings
As savings disappear and the beast lurks
The weather, sunny as ever today
The countryside was a bright pleasure
Yet, the pandemic continued to play
Groups of nice youths could not get together
Cruel nature seemed different than before
As though it had a point to underscore
Allowing fear to approach
without reproach
being our enemy
it shows us a dark destiny
The image by it projected
has us agitated
thought of terror
veiling innate God fervour
How long we thus remain
in egos domain
on us depends
flowing as affinity bends
Let then our reflex instinct
on this precinct
radiate brightly
reflecting love & light fully
12-September-2020
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