Short Bloat Poems

three hippos in a bloat -
                          a family outing afloat...

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Broke is the spirit
and turgid the belly’s bloat
with no tears to cry -
she is at her point of death
and part of us all will die!


Written: December 2015...

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clock, gas, skyward
SMOKED EYES © 




SMOKED EYES © Tanka

Belching wicked gasses bloat
Smoking stacks cough inside-out
Industries non-stop
Burning fuel around the clock
 Boot black soot covers all skies!...

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For Rohini Gupta

To writing poems more time must devote;
For sure, Trump has become a scapegoat;
And must mention,
Deserves no attention;
Mouth looks like a fish and body did bloat.

Jim Horn

Are you related to Dr. Gupta on CNN?...

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it's cooling my nape, 
this damp collar 
of my coat.

by neither water nor gale 
i'm cast adrift, 
set afloat.

the ocean swells in my mind, 
my shrunken brain 
starts to bloat.

dizzied by the toss and yaw 
of my imaginary 
boat!...

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Limerick : Once a Bengal Tigress supped on a Goat

Once a Bengal Tigress supped on a Goat
The horns – pardon – got stuck in her throat
A Dentist pulled one out
The other by a Scout
Now – sad to say – Both made her bloat.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013...

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The Big Bloat

It’s Not as easy 
As you know
Food is legal 
And can get
It to go
I find myself
In the same 
Bloat
We eat when 
Hungry
Or in a
Deep mote 
But...
As hard 
As it is 
To dig out
The rut
We all can 
Do it
And have
A good
Gut...

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It’s not as easy 
As you may know
Food is legal 
And can be 
Gotten to go
I find myself
In the same 
Old Bloat
We eat when 
We're Hungry
Or in a
Deep mote 
But...
Hard 
As it is 
To dig out
Of the rut
We all can 
Do it
And have
A good
Gut...

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Fear feels fake
My mistake


Mind mulls more
Sift sound spore


Taste taut tale
Sense sure sale


Weave word writes
Rush recites


Live lush learn
End eats earn


Blush brown bloat
My mind moat




Leon Enriquez
27 October 2018
Singapore...

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It's cooling 
   my fevered nape,
      this damp collar of my coat;

the ocean
   swells in my mind,
      my head seems to shrink or bloat;

by neither 
   water nor gale
      I'm cast adrift, set afloat;

dizzied
   by the toss and yaw
      in my imaginary boat!...

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This will be a false Haiku
because I don't have time 
to finish up

Xmas tree obliges

Anyhow 
why not write Neo-Grunge
jazzmataz music song poeme
In a rather quickie style

let's finish here,
 I only have 12 minutes
precisely:

 dirty clean grandpa
souping through the night
Plop! Hiroshima bloat...

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Deep fried 
she cried 

then bloat 
and float

A house 
stained blouse

clueless 
for stress,

To bed,
airhead!

"Forgot"!
you brought 

you phoned
you're stoned,

she’s slow 
cracked crow,

clears throat 
like goat, 

Nancy
can't see 

funky,
junky,

go back
sad sack

drink rum 
you bum, 

and then 
find men....

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The haze falls again
Slowly caresses my brain
Aching

Suspended on wood
I know that I should
Be waking

On four legs does it stand
Supporting a man,
Who is quaking

The drink makes me sick
My thoughts, I’m not quick
In making

The wood of the bench
I grasp and clench
To stop shaking

Alone in my coat
Stomach starts to bloat
The hunger, faking

The Black night descends
And I make amends...

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Blue sweet face
floating deep eyes
downing sun glares
her black hair glides
Lost in green
by the bending flute river
she naughtily smiles
and beams in fever

Waiting for someone
hurts her the most
the bohemian will return 
no matter, how far he goes
Slice of the throat, vengeance would bloat
painful Love? the girl would gloat
The painter baffles
how to draw? 
he colors her
with brush and straw....

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Things we remember and some that we won't:
changing batteries on a remote,
building sand castles with a moat.,
applying a second coat,
grabbing an umbrella to tote, 
sharing an ice cream float,
limiting salt, so we don't bloat,
mailing the thank you notes you wrote,
buying lozengers for a sore throat,
wearing a life jacket when on a boat,
remembering where your supposed to vote,
taking yoga with a goat.....

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Watch well
Truth tells


Sweet stay
Prize play


Calm cheer
Dare dear


Muse may
Word way


Pique peak
Song speaks


Joy jumps
Soul sums


Dream dance
Clear chance


Strange sounds
Gain grounds


Nice notes
Voice vote


Feel floats
Bright bloat


Choice chills
Touch thrills


Wise words
Heart heard


Etch end
Bright blend




Leon Enriquez
23 July 2017
Singapore...

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I try to hide my sorrow
Because there might be no 
tomorrow 
They all talk and bloat
While I just hide underneath 
my coat
They try to crack my code
But I'm in a different mode
They all stand and stare
Because I'm just sitting there
I have a really small voice
But u guess that's my choice
They all laugh at me 
But I just say let it be
There's no need to run away
Because I know that I'm ok. 
~Holly Roper...

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Communion
To  "Know Yourself" then
In a trip called When


Constitution
A profile to change
In a motive strange


Evolution streams
New patterns now dream
In a passing glimpse


Revolution
Old thoughts in new clothes
In a passing bloat


Resolution
New "To-Do List" here
In a year that spears


Reunion
Old message made new
In a soul called You




Leon Enriquez
31 December 2018
Singapore...

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Flickering flame

A discordant note
of egos that bloat,
so discerned by mind,
holds on us no bind.

Heart’s slight resentment 
is discontentment,
noticed as a slip,
as we nearly trip.

This flicker in space
is our soul’s disgrace,
which though now restored,
at that moment gored.

If what is just is,
then bubbling bliss fizz
should be all we feel,
in it’s full appeal.

13-September-2022...

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Still grotesquely afloat
Belly ready to bloat
His last meal A Milked Oat
And then hard rowed a boat
But with a shot was downed
And the next thing was drowned!

His harsh look watchers note
And at it his foes gloat
And ample time devote
The perplexed by A Quote
He could not learn by rote …

Nor read what scholars wrote.

Rather in love with oat
And enthused about coat …

Now, helpfully The Drowned
For Book-free underground....

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Bubble blowing penguin is the talk of the ice float
He’s so arrogant and puffed up, says a rather old goat.
I think he’s dreamy, say two twins who admire his throat.
They love also the way his stomach is smooth with a bloat.

Don’t you think he’s a bit pompous? The oldster asks them.
They giggle in unison, and stare. One replies, “He’s a gem.”
“I thought his name was Pete,” the old penguin says.
He’s talented I think, says the twin named Inez....

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Windy wild waves,
The sea breeze blows;
Moonlight now craves,
Fond feel that shows.


May in full bloom,
The moist air moves;
Luna rays groom,
The night time grooves.


Midnight spreads dreams,
Sleepy souls rest;
A lovely stream
Of restful fest.


High in the sky,
Lonely moon floats;
Cry on a sigh,
Hear sadly bloat.


Feel the wind cold,
As the night air;
Stray thoughts take hold,
Cast distant flair.




Leon Enriquez
11 May 2019
Singapore...

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To my relatives and friends, please hear:
No chocolates for the wife this year;
she’s a chocoholic with no excuse,
treats the stuff like substance abuse!
Then there’s the matter of her weight –
my God, she’s wider than her height!
And please no beer, no wine, no liquor, 
for alcohol will only bloat her figure.
And dealing with another alcoholic
will only make my life more horrific.
From everything I’ve read, and it’s much,
no chocoholic admits he or she’s a lush.
...

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Feel fancy float
Glimpse glory gloat
Bright beaming bloat


Lift lovely lines
Make moments mine
Forge feelings fine


Choice charms clear chimes
Rich rapture rhymes
Tasty true times


Dance dazzling doom
Risk reflects room
Being bears boom


Fragile form flirts
Dream dusty dirt
Hot hasty hurts


Choose calming cheer
Niche naughty near
Design deep dear


Write wealthy well
Start sanguine spell
True travels tell





Leon Enriquez
13 July 2016
Singapore...

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An open window smiled invitingly,
she laughed and slowly crept into his room,
he slept on unaware of pending doom,
she smiled, her fangs a scary sight to see.

She softly stroked his face and kissed his throat,
he didn't waken as she broke the skin
and lapped the spurting blood that flooded in,
so sated that her form began to bloat.

Unseen, his wife was watching, grinning wide;
the vampire saved a former battered bride.

written 18th November for Constance's V (vampire) contest...

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