Short Brined Poems

Sanskrit sweeping bronze and spine
riddled there when you were mine
underneath the spice and sun
cinnamon skin and sleepy rum

Now the wind has blown the words
riddled once and then disturbed
blown to dust and settled seas
salt and brined the lurid breeze....

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20 thin sliced eggplant or zucchini
brined and water and dried
30 slices of white tomato
30 slices of a good stiff red tomatto
4 tablespoons of crushed garlic
1 &1/2 cup of diced onion
2 lbs of sliced peperoni
4 cups of ground beef cooked
1 tub of ricotti
2 cups of cottage cheese
5 eggs
salt 
pepper
cayeene
mushrooms
spinach
roasted red bell pepper in oil


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Because this glass jar I call life, 
overfills with the unforeseen, 
the lid
almost bursting, G-d’s hand 
never giving 
in to the chaos, always
holding down 
the lid. 

Because of the glimmer 
of sunlight 
that filters through my eyelids, 
this jar lid, 
is 
mine 
and I vow
that I may savor 
the moments of sweet 
jam and brined 
pickles
equally, 

by G-d’s Good Graces. 
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Sad puzzle fits
Now bit by bit


Sad story ends
Now by the bend


Sad lovely scene
Gone with the wind


Sad touching dear
Brined with such tears


Sad motifs poke
Speared by harsh yoke


Sad worry nude
Can feel so crude


Sad troubles peak
As pain now speaks


Sad bitter truth
Defy mere proof


Sad timely tale
Confront no sale




Leon Enriquez
03 September 2018
Singapore...

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Words brined turn sad
Or else so mad


Words sad turn bad
But seldom glad 


Words washed with sweat
Can lose a bet


Words plugged unkind
Now feel so blind


Words in mind map
Can crash and trap


Words in full squeeze
Can swallow breeze 


Words of a sort
Can stagnate plot


Words in full score
Can fashion more


Words forged empty
Tell less bubbly




Leon Enriquez
14 February 2019
Singapore...

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