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I breathe the beauty of quietude:
Solitary walks in parks or woods,
Foliage brushing against one’s feet,
Early morning sunshine through the trees,
With bird calls punctuating the hush.
I breathe the beauty of quietude,
Of cloudless skies and placid waters,
Of soft breeze blowing against one’s face
Or whipping perfumes among the flow’rs
Gently enough to not let them fall.
I breathe the beauty of quietude,
Of twilight steering the close of day,
Of the stillness about to descend,
The tranquility that the night brings--
Much needed rest for the weary soul.
I breathe the beauty of quietude:
The privacy that can be enjoyed
While in the company of one’s thoughts,
Unmoved by the world’s many demands
To commune with oneself just for once.
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it is one of those placid docile what-do-we-do April days.
I sit outside naked except for my light polyester mumu.
an airplane wakes the cloud with her powerful engine noises.
my wind chimes tingle a mirthful melody.
Sophie, my cocker spaniel sits behind me, she is an inside dog.
Buddy, our husky mix trots a giant six pound bone around in his mouth.
there is a car on Kansas Avenue, we cannot see it, but we hear it.
nothing else is moving until I spy a blue jay landing on a branch.
so light in hue, that he could be an arctic jay, he is the lightest gray.
annoyingly loud muscle car can be heard in the distance, tearing up a street.
roosters behind me begin to crow, even though it is noon.
melodic chimes heighten their melody as today’s breeze picks up.
trilling of birds gives me a reassuring thought of God in the yard.
behind me I hear the purr of our porch refrigerator.
if there has ever been a calmer day, I was not aware of it.
someone revs a car engine far off in the distance.
old man or boy, I think, or old lady in a mumu. This makes me smile.
There is solace in the silent stone
There is serenity as feathers brush a quiet breeze
There is tranquility in the ambient veneer of placid water
There is composure with every free falling leaf
There is grace as birds are freed from their earthly bounds
There is contemplation in the consolation of rooted trees
There is stillness at the edge of obscure night skies
There is silence in the hushed standstill of winds
There is singular joy in every heart that knows
For this is nature’s harmony
In every moment of placid stillness
Speaking its ancient language of ‘forever’
Delicately promising a simple constancy
Sighing within each breath
Witnessing its beauty
Upon soul's placid waters is reflected God's light!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 November 2019
Vivid feel
Placid thrill
Fancy strokes
Heavy yoke
Pretty poise
Succinct voice
Vintage look
Witty book
Juicy treat
Wealthy meat
Inspire more
Clever core
Indulge thought
Frequent spot
Mellow times
Capture rhymes
Precious calm
Sanguine balm
Steady pace
Sacred space
Heaven sums
Wisdom comes
Placid grace
Charming grace
Leon Enriquez
29 December 2018
Singapore
Of a placid nature
Soothing and peaceful
Serenity personified
The ability to think quietly is helpful
Have a viable plan
Be about your business and take action
Accentuate the positive
Rise up and make it happen
(Dedication: For my grandson, Axel Caleb)
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Peace comes to live warm joy we feel,
Light in sure grace now helps us cope;
Ask love to give wise cheer that heals,
Charm styles our space with precious hope;
Insight knows best faith's lovely nudge,
Dream now comes true for kin and kind.
Dance pleasant fest life's magic touch,
Etch thanks on cue with heart and mind;
Look to this day to grand blessing,
Indulge prized wit deep loving gaze;
Vouch for the way love comes calling,
Embrace bright fit a brand new face;
Reap ace that thrills our hearts' pure mood,
Yield thus fond zeal in all things good.
Leon Enriquez
11 March 2018
Singapore
Good cheer
Right here
Poise pays
Each day
Dare dream
Fond streams
Peace floods
Warm blood
Sure surge
Clear urge
Wise ways
Prize pays
Rich tell
Works well
Leon Enriquez
30 October 2017
Singapore
A placid, blue lake
extends through the dense
valley of pines and firs;
its soft sky has the color
of the calm water below,
and it gleams as the mildest breeze
makes the red poppies gently sway!
I walk along it
as ducks float serenely
and they show no fear;
how peaceful is Nature
when no sounds are heard,
no voices break its tranquility!
The balminess of the spruces
fills the nostrils with a pungent aroma
that I delightfully breathe in...
purifying the senses and driving out
the stale air trapped in clogged lungs!
And going further, I discover
a small creek where the bubbling lake
drains into to disappear down its narrow course;
I compare my excitement to the flowing water
that splashes through rocks to reach the immense sea!
placid is a place i want to be,
a Grandma Moses painting
set in the bucolic scene of
a red barn crowned with a
rooster weather vane as
children carry water buckets
from a nearby wishing well
which is visited by a resident
red robin searching for tasty
earth worms surrounding the
wet ground as cows and horses
in the verdant meadow graze
peacefully together
Prize placid pace prompting pretty price
Stream sensuous space sparkling surprise
Reach rich race ripe roles reprise
Charm creams cheer crafting choice
Proof primes poignant poise
Vet vibrant voice
Rich rest rooms
Bright blooms
Groom
Leon Enriquez
31 January 2016
Singapore
Choice in sure voice
Charm wears fond poise
Love knows the way
Live well each day
Quest in sure flight
Quaint thrills finds light
Truth shapes beauty
Touch knows plenty
Grace funds all things
Groom play that springs
Peace floods and fills
Play shapes wise thrills
Light shows fond feel
Laughs help you heal
Placid glimpse shows
Peace frames fine glow
Zesty zeal zooms
Real rapture rooms
Leon Enriquez
08 October 2015
Singapore
Apt aplomb airs
Aim aids affair
Bright blessings bloom
Bear buzzing boom
Caress calm case
Clear charming craze
Dream drives display
Deed dazzling day
Endow extent
Expound each end
Feel foibles free
Form flavours fee
Glimpse giving grace
Give glamour glaze
Hide hurting haze
Heap healing haste
Leon Enriquez
06 September 2015
Singapore
Peering into the placid pool of water at the creeks edge
She retreated in shock at the old wrinkled white-headed lady
Her mother's ghost must have appeared instead of her own reflection
Fear and disbelief engulfed her warm spirit of youthfulness
As she hopped, slightly bent back up the trail to her ancient dwelling
How can this be, life's plays tricks, in realization the mirror speaks
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