Short Clear Signs Poems
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signs of anti-free of speech
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Keep joy in mind,
Note how you know;
Opt then clear signs,
Worth that you show;
Induce deep find,
New meaning flows;
Grace funds warm glow.
Leon Enriquez
28 November 2015
Singapore
The world is a play,
Man adlibs improvised lines
Unrehearsed all th’way,
Tragedy, farce? No clear signs,
He plays for applause, but pines.
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Tanka |01.12.2023| world
Skyscraper:
In my dream,
The snow lay round about,
Showing clear signs of melting decay
As if light rain had fallen on it recently,
And my eyes could hardly fail to see
The head of a dead man,
A brave Ukrainian,
Murdered there.
God shows
What comes to be
As you see
More clearly
How love grows
Purge vice
Just keep heart kind
Don’t be blind
To clear signs
Beyond price
Prize wit
As jest knows fest
In your quest
For the best
As bits fit
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Leon Enriquez
01 January 2021
Singapore
21.03.2008
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I can’t stop
I have not enough shame
Just to turn,
Turn away as I should –
I would go, bearing clear signs of blame
Then come back
To believe it’s for good
I can’t stop
I have not enough strength
Just to heal
All the wounds that I’ve caused –
I would go, bearing clear signs of blame
Then come back
As an angel…
G*d knows.
Form:
Nurture a bold feel,
Offer to align.
Notice plain free will,
Observe the clear signs;
Note how thoughts emerge,
Sense a steady stream;
Engage a fond urge,
Never pawn a dream.
Suspend the draft sought,
Explore the right stuff.
Play against the odds,
Live bold and enough;
Adjust to the quest,
No nonsense works best.
Leon Enriquez
13 February 2015
Singapore
What can I write
Of Denmark’s streets?
I choose the sight
Of spotless floors, clear signs.
Through Copenhagen’s corridors
Houses stand in color and order
Landscapes trimmed with care
Like hair freshly cut.
Oh, those drains
Flowing like streams
Running downhill
A quiet kind of beauty.
The waters of Odense River
Clear as crystal
Unlike my own backyard
Choked with plastic and bottles.