Short Attend To Poems
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With all changes we can attend,
So constitution had to amend;
Meet need;
All agreed;
No one would we ever offend.
Jim Horn
Epigram #236:
ART
Attend to bliss in rapture fine,
Art funds sure ease in touching lines.
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Leon Enriquez
31 October 2015
Singapore
Acceptance
Is the key
To Peace and Joy..
To accept what's here
And now..but then
To attend to rising
Regrets and wishes
With the recognition
These are also made
Of Acceptance...
Do you ever wake up and dread the day?
The sun is beckoning but the will is not there,
Yet you have to get out, come what may,
And attend to the task that you least care -
Go again looking for love and find it nowhere!
Quatrain #78:
DAWN
Dance in the light as music hurls,
Attend to flight where form now swirls;
Wear a keen sight to cast your lot,
Now breeze blooms bright in this grand world.
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Leon Enriquez
19 October 2015
Singapore
There she was all by her lonesome
Forty-thousand people were there
Sitting in the stands by herself
She got hit with a foul baseball
They carried her on a stretcher
So that they can attend to her
As they approached the exit door
She got hit by another ball
Royal sigh of prettiness; a dreamy flame
Sunbeam stars - cream house its frame
Purples rappel down the stucco siding
Creeping phlox, magnanimous tiding
Ruby-throated hummingbirds near it
Wise flowers attend to one’s spirit
Do you ever wake up and dread the break of day?
The sun is beckoning but the will is not there
Your heart is heavy-laden, in grip of despair
Yet you have to go outside come what may
and attend to the task that you least care…
Go looking for love again and find it nowhere!
Change styles a face,
One at a time;
Now seize the space,
Ask for new chimes;
Note then the strange:
Carved with fine gauge,
Ink fabled range,
Mark ample stage;
Make action pay,
Ever in spoils;
Rise to the day,
Instinct feeds toil;
Attend to plans;
Notice sure span.
Leon Enriquez
25 August 2014
Singapore
By lakeside path
Breeze strays enough
Wind hurls dry leaves
As gifts to give
I walk on by
Attend to sighs
A stray thought finds
Sans peace of mind
A lone tear drop
Ends my flip-flop
I come to meet
The fear I greet
No much is said
With silence paid
Leon Enriquez
18 January 2018
Singapore
Echoes of joy
Urge and emerge;
Rise to bold ploys,
Attend to splurge;
See with new eyes,
Indulge your say;
Ask for grand sighs,
Note how you play.
Truth knows your name,
Rouse your fine norms;
Impact your game,
Bless poignant form;
Embrace your roots,
Sense tact you moot.
Leon Enriquez
29 October 2014
Singapore
My mother was once a playful girl,
so pretty, framed in the laurel bush,
bent in laughter, smile unfurled
for the black box camera, and all the world
an oyster for my pretty mother,
pearl of Georgia, and her sister Lillian,
yet to discover Time takes care
of pretty and playful,and will
attend to it: Black box
at the end of it.
Do not fear intelligent women
When in love they happen to be such fools.
They would attend to your every demon
With dreams of a white gown of lace and tulle.
Been there, done that, wore those shoes, have that bruise.
Exaggeration played a silly trick.
"Got used to being yours and now I'm whose?"
Turns out I'm mediocre and not schick.
I attend to my garden each day-
though a tedious task, it is true.
With the seeds of ambition, I pray
it will flourish for me and for you.
August 30,2020
Contest: Rithimus Divisa 5
Sponsor: Gregory R Bardin
Four Lines From 7-Stanza Poem-
"My Eternal Garden"
Form: Anapestic Trimeter
Posted October 6, 2014
Befiore one climbs the ladder to the heaven
One must fulfill one's promise on earth
Glitter the life on earth
Herald a meaningful life
Attend to the needy
Fair to the unfortunates
Treasures on earth are to be shared fairly
Just like the share of a place in the heaven
When you've paid on earth
Sure you'll be free in the heaven
This is what I believe
Ensure, not a single student is left alone;
Treat them all as children of your own.
With utmost faith, they board your bus;
Be not the cause of an unnecessary fuss.
Their lives are in your hands you wheelmen!
Attend to their needs, to be called true men!!
Search That Bus (6 Lines or Less) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Miranda Hawley
3rd place
Value comfort and consort on named holiday
Attend to needs and wishes of prized partisan
Love the small moments and the grand gestures
Eat delicate foods in pleasured accompaniment
Nourish emotions and flames of passion
Take joy in every touch and caress
Initiate contact and dazzle senses
Never ignore an opportunity to spoil
Enjoy every minute
Skips in a line of Customers
To attend to some newcomers;
A long good patience running out,
A long silent voice to soon shout!
"Why aside a guy in need wave"
While he does same attention crave?
CCTV does bear witness,
People's acts judging their fitness...
He could seller call A Bastard
Or for humor Tasteless Custard;
A claim he ate her this morning
But has, since, been sadly mourning.
Attend to stuff
In fatal bluff
Sense a void here
Flood empty sphere
A certain flood
Of oozing blood
Pulse in sure speak
Mounts a high peak
Focus knows plot
In tangled knots
Sublime sure span
As void rooms plan
Lapse of deep pond
Makes void spark fond
Go calmly now
Purge sense of how
Pay attention
To intention
Leon Enriquez
11 October 2017
Singapore
Keeping—the Syllable Count
Knowing—How to Rhyme
This – is—What keeps is a—Sonnet
Annoying – Iambic—Line
Constantly – Chiming—and Gushing
Blowing—in Merciless – Gusts
And Yet—Still always reminding
Attend to it—While it lasts
Stemming from – Nature’s Rebellion
Or – Simply—Pressuring Air
Or If it’s Heaven—is Gentle
Just Quietly—Whispering There
Flying and Swimming—in Space
Gliding—with the – Utmost Grace
Deep breath
And push
Face, stretch out, glide,
Noise diminished,
smooth as silk taking in the first.
Meditation moving forward.
Ever forward.
Pushing downhill.
Survival in the chill.
Survival in chill.
Enumeration in perfect timing.
No chore to attend,
no chores to attend to.
My survival in the chill.
My off switch.
Breathe, pull, pull, pull, breathe.
Silent, rhythmical, turn and push.
my wax self is melting
into the oak slats
which never held me up any way
the ones i did not
attend to never understanding
that this day would come
depleted now i give myself
up gladly wondering what will
remain
nothing i used wisely
for i took care of nothing
and no one
which is why
it does not matter any way
i am a lone wolf
flesh and bone
without a soul
i give myself up gladly
The rainy season arrives
Today we have a gloomy and surly weather
It makes me feel heavy and depressed
Spaced out
Fed up
Finally retreat to a confinement
To avoid being wet out
The bustle and hustle of the outside
Being blocked out
An inner self is left
I feel somewhat alone and lost
Am l really alone
Of course not
I then think of my loved ones
I then think of God
Who is ever ready to attend to us
What doesn't kill us?
Some say it makes us stronger.
I think it doesn't kill us simply because it doesn't want to.
Or perhaps it is gentle.
The flowers in the spring are gentle.
Laundry soap in my washer is gentle.
Peanut butter in a decorated glass jar is gentle.
Flowers bring beauty.
Laundry soap softens and cleans.
They don't want to kill us.
They have their own business to attend to.
73 words March 6th, 2017
Be mindful then
Audacious ambition
Be thankful when
Alphabet transactions
Cause wordplay span
Poetic attention
So here we come
With creative ideas
As if to sum
Rhymes with passionate cheer
To pound and drum
Cast to dilute our fears
Alphabet soup
Attend to sober change
Feel surge of coup
Ascend and descend strange
As fond fruits droop
To expose nervous range
Leon Enriquez
03 May 2017
Singapore