Short Comic Poems
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Step right up unto the latest craze
Doe bank baby trying to escape
Big buck's double digit haze ?
A phenom horned in sound
Sweeping across its banks
Her plastic hobo clowns.
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Popeye
The Sailor Man comic strip Popeye
Superstrength from a can, Aye! Aye!
Mumbling’s —I’m strong to the finish
Toots his hornpipe— ‘cus I eats my Spinach!
You said imagine you follow the yellow brick road
So I said that’s if I do what I’m told
You smiled at me, shook your head and said hee
You’re always the comic now aren’t ye
March 16, 2021
Trick-or-treating comic strip gals walked down the street.
The rest of us got out of the way of this wholesome treat.
They were sensuous for sure, these comic strip gals.
All the way we could hear comic strip boys yelling their wows.
The irony of mother nature
Posed with forefathers of Africa
Is the stature of comic posture
When proud butterfly in beauty
Dances on defecation of ugly donkey
Seeking the normalcy of natural reality
From obnoxious comedy of derogatory ignominy...
You enjoy the bright colors
and brillancy of
fantastic comic books
Kirby, Jusko, Steranko
and the master Stan Lee
After entering the "Age of Super Heros"
You are enlightened
but remember
Archie is still published
(thank G-D for that)
Comic book tripper
where are you coming from
Did the colors delight
you and are you ready
to
put
on
a
cape?
Meant for kids - but otheres delight in them, too
Comic book tripper -
the world needs you
if you would just
let me back in
i swear to you that
i could become
a great source of
comic relief
for your tired
soul if you would
only allow me to
i could take all
your sadness
away at least
for a moment
if you would just
grant me re-entire
into your world
Santa visits us but once a year
Cookies are waiting, never to fear
Sweet little Helen, so kind
Mixed in Ex-lax to remind
Last year, he had left coal for the dear
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December 18, 2022
graphic novels
we called them comic books
capris
we called them pedal pushers
flip flops
we called them thongs
action figures
we called them dolls
blue jeans
we called them dungarees
slacks
we called them trousers
electronics
we did not have to have words for those back in the day
See now
Know how
Be still
Breathe feel
Forge start
Feel heart
Joy flows
Fond show
Know jest
Live fest
The way
Frames stay
Faith clears
Fond cheer
Hope knows
Zest shows
Love lifts
All gifts
Dare live
To give
Leon Enriquez
23 January 2016
Singapore
motifs benday
pinpointed
raster dots
enlarged cliches
cartooned nuanced
in new dimensions
the familiar
fantasized
stylised
reorientations
in overlapped
matrix fields
of the moment
of thoughts
quickened
by inspiration.
There lived a poet, thought she was good.
But got the point- leave our neighborhood!
You do see, truth was her thing.
Many found it dull, not bling ?
Nor the censored earth, on a comedy fling?
5/8/2021
~1~
She is a comic.
A comedienne.
You will not be able to stop laughing.
I am an empath.
I meet her and feel powerfully sad.
She has perfected the cover up.
Covering up her anguish with jokes.
Covering up her disappointment by uplifting others.
I have to get away, for her sorrow is too deep.
Being an empath, I recognize despair
When I hear it laugh.
Road Runner escaped the cleverest traps
Because he had no known handicaps
Outwitted, outsmarted at every turn,
His nemesis would sigh, doing a slow burn.
Wile E. Coyote was determined to destroy
Road Runner by using every available ploy,
But the tricky bird was ever so clever
Always escaping by pulling the lever.
written August 28, 2021
Why did Archie keep running after Veronica?
Betty was the nice one.
And she was blonde.
Why was Reggie’s mouth always drawn into a sneer?
Did they want him to look cruel?
Why did they want Jughead to appear stupid?
Oddly enough, I never questioned why
Betty and Veronica were both drawn like Vargus pinup girls.
Maybe because I was used to Barbie dolls in 1959.
Naked witchlings rooted in my head
While the sun was sleeping under my bed
Counting their fingers, scribbling spells
Burning candles, ringing bells
Killing cats and gutting rats
Reading runes and epithets
Did I say they were naked
There is that....
they've been a thousand lifetimes getting here
I'll give them a thousand more
To get out of my hair
D.C. Jordan
Dazzled by Superman,
Batman
and the Human Torch
She walked the streets
of the city
and was left behind
by time
She saw the gray urban environment
and believed that
superheroes should spring
up
from behind every door
No Archie here
just a bleak
landscape
until riotous colors
explode - leaving behind a fistfull of memories
Talked with an old friend
about the new "Flash"TV show
and we both realized that
the "Arrow" on TV is supposed
to be "Green Arrow"
He is in his 40's I
think
I am 59 - almost 60 and
still discussing comic books!
The creator of Superman
were Jews
So am I!
Comic books are a form of literature ,friends
Once I created a character named
"Judo King!
Used to thrill
to the Fantastic Four, X - Men
Sometimes ever Charlton or Classics illustrated
Dare I mention to my educated friends
that I still read comic books?
or even to anyone
that I enjoy
Archie - with hamburger eating Jughead
the poor and rich girls
Betty and Veronica ?
I advise you to take a
comic book trip
They are not just for children
Comics come in many forms
From Archie and friends
To Batman and Superman
Beano and the Dandy
Vampire stories
If you have a penchant for blood
Japanese ninja assassin's
Laura Craft tales for the girl's
Science Fiction from Galaxy's far away
But if Hustler or Playboy
Are more your thing
A word of advice
Don't bother visiting Comic Con
It may be dark
But It's most definitely not Blue
Sorry for you
Jest works true fest
Just follow zest
Chimes in verse rhymes
Echo in time
Show words that flow
Just know fine glow
Fling as joy clings
Lavish pulse strings
Face feel through space
Just cause greets trace
Feel each pure thrill
As stillness spills
Time for stern mimes
Just cluster rhymes
Strange as true change
Watch sanguine range
Leon Enriquez
06 May 2019
Singapore
Juice jumpy joy
Thrill tasty toy
Prime profound ploy
Ample apt ask
Touch tricky task
Bright blessings bask
Stray sensuous scent
Prize primal pent
Daze dizzy dent
Aspire arms aid
Pique prologue paid
Style simply said
Dance dazzling dream
Succinct sure streams
Rich rustic reams
Drop dimples deep
Loud laughter leaps
Snoring sinks sleep
Leon Enriquez
31 August 2017
Singapore
When I’m up on stage at any night.
I have one chance to get it all right.
It’s enough to give anyone fright.
When I am under the hot stage light,
it seems a mountain I am climbing.
It all requires expert timing.
Saying the wrong words at any time
would prove to be not very sublime.
Everything said must leave them laughing.
I must avoid any gaffing.
When they are laughing, they are entertained.
Some more success I have attained.
Comedians often make us laugh,
Oh! Some of the things they say.
Merry are their amusements,
In every sort of way.
Comediennes have that special appeal;
Of similar ilk to the comedian.
Much is of frivolity you know;
In 'turns' each others jokes they steal.
Charity of each is rarely seen,
Often as not on the television screen.
Minced words are their bread and butter.
It really doesn't matter for that
Comic Relief that splits the spleen.