Short Opting Poems

Coming and going
Just becoming


Meeting and telling
Seeds fine selling


Opting and shifting
Such odd playing


Knowing and sensing
New beginnings


Greeting and leaving
Fate in being




Leon Enriquez
10 May 2018
Singapore...

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Otters


Obscure sea mammals found 
off the Pacific coast,
opting for kelp forest
on California's cold
ocean waters, amongst
other marine life that
once faced near extinction.


(Pleiades)


4/4/2021


Pleiades O Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman...

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Mindful eye, distils attention
Opting for love delight
Drawing in by resonation 
Boundless bliss, day and night

Within dreams we create
Images not quite sedate
Time then to contemplate 

Lust decry
Mindful eye

28-August-2021
Quietus...

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Being Taciturn
(TASS-uh-tern)
By: Miracle Man
8/29/2018

She’s often outwardly taciturn in a group setting,
Opting to be inconspicuous, “Like a fly on the wall.”
Being attentive to others while mentally vetting,
Often, her shorthand is chosen method of scrawl. 
...

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People lashing out,
People cashing out,
People looking out,
People booking out,
People wearing out,
People staying out, 
People growing out, 
People freaking out,
People shouting out,
People rubbing out,
People knocking out,
People shopping out,
People shooting out,
People opting out.

Time running out....

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Time marches on relentlessly
Ordered plans fruitless

Being alive takes effort
Every breath a bonus

Overcoming adversity
Realizing dreams

Never giving in
Opting just to be
Time the great leveler

Taking life to another plane
Or maybe just giving in

Being is to just be alive
Even when it is not to be...

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Analogy of Life


Faults of
life, might be,
for 
opting some analogy;

Humans earn or
inscribe poem,
or write an ode and earn,
with or lacking a logic, 
and similitude;

But all manifest in 
void and
life becomes a finding,
humans, the modules
and our analogy – 
become elements
to instigate the poison
to irrationalize the self....

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Listen to poem:

a buffer between the you and the me
the constant mediator chaperoning

criticizing with its glare and pursed lips
negating the realm of possibilities

as it downplays the fragranced essence of hinting
opting to zero in on the desolation of nothingness

and that buffer between you and me
only grows stronger and louder



AP: 2nd place 2023

Posted on March 25, 2023...

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What is stillness 
Carefree playfulness 
A flow of joy
Devoid of narrow ploy
We are & be
Ecstatic in continuity 
Spontaneous
Each moment fortuitous
Aspect allowing
Blissfully free flowing
To our elation
Thought an interruption
Which we rest
Without caring to test
Having sired
But finally weary & tired
Of contraction 
Opting now for expansion 

Of our heart

10-August-2020...

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for the terrifying first time,
strange, humbling feeling,
catches himself imploring,
praying almost, to the One
he has been longing to know,
but, in all honesty, just cannot;

he now pleads for blessings
of ignorance and forgetting,
opting to take a scary step
for which all, all the walking
in his life has successfully
failed to properly prepare him:

... to beg, "teach me to pray."...

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That which does me distinguish 
I cannot just relinquish
Before Cameras “Slender”
Why would I change My Gender?
All along An Insider,
My name Wilder, not Spider …

Does one seek identity
Making one Non-Entity;
Face to face with things The Right
And still opting for The Tight:
Hitherto not a Villain
Why now to it a steely chain?

The wind does not skirt billow
With Girl’s head on a pillow....

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Enamored with desire
Genuine tug she felt
Cuddling sensual love

Till knock on the door
Startled her vision.

Reluctantly she awoke
Knowing why he came
As familiar vibrations
Announced his name

Sounding a warning
When harmony faltered
As the songbird missed
Its rhythm on purpose

Alerting her sanctity
To resume her dream
Opting veritable fantasy
Over spurious reality.

July 11, 2018...

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In the quiet of the night,
Are the most restless hours

I feel the shadows upon me,
They watch over me like towers

I hear many times to never regret,
Yet I feel this way out of fright

It consumes my body, mind and soul,
I soon lose my sense of sight 

If I had known that this was destiny,
I would have selected another path

Opting to run and look back rarely,
For I might find sin and wrath...

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Poised at a point, that stands apart from space-time,
all that is, is energy before release,
when awareness self-aware then heeds love's chime,
opting to bilocate with nonchalant ease,
that its diminished self may heavenward climb,
after exiting trance; ego spawned disease.
Thus, first one becomes two, then two becomes one,
reuniting with source, when we come undone.

10-April-2023...

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gardens supreme grudgingly hesitate,
almost opting to break the rules,
before sending lovenets to capture
choice glimmers of Shirley's smile

they would, most certainly, prefer
every spark, the full vibrancy,
but even for them it is not permitted
to interfere further with such a lovely dream;
this dearest testament of righteousness

but some brilliant mementos
they had to have
the stars would allow it,
they knew
~...

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It is relentlessly our intent
To do the right thing.
Why then do we relent—
A bird with broken wing?

We make earnest pledges
Vowing to fly higher.
But they fray at the edges—
Caught in self-made mire.

We would strive to be
A friend of welcoming ways.
Except they quickly flee—
Gliding through wasted days.

We pray for a resolution
To these earth-bound misses.
But we forestall a solution—
Opting for self-inflicted hisses....

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Remember ending the old and new a beginning 
Everything in our lives has a purpose to serve
So as we face the coming of yet another year
Opting to remove which no longer serves us
Life can get in the way of well meant plans
Until we are absolute steadfast to fulfil them
Then the toughest options are easily broken
It can become disheartening to be a failure
Only you can make all those clear choices
Never give up on your dreams they can happen...

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If we be complete,
bliss drenched, head to feet,
why then do we choose,
to betray our muse?

From heaven to earth,
opting for rebirth,
to replay refrains,
that heart love ingrains.

Life’s a dream of course,
yet we feel remorse,
so descend to feel
hurts that we may heal.

An easier way,
is to sit and pray,
letting go of thought,
that’s ego begot.

Sans thought, ego dies,
soul flies to new highs
and as living light,
frolics in delight....

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TOXIC STATE                               Double Acrostic

             Troubling terribly
             Opting to overcome.
             X-axis and Y-axis of mind distorted,
             Indicating
             Chaos or crazy connivance.

             Stoically shattered sick
             Totally turbulent.
             Arid abusive
             Tottering torpidity
             Enraged erratic.

 12/09/16

     Toxic State Contest by FJ Thomas...

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Diction and syntax
syntax and diction
may as well
be science-fiction
searching for words
which have better meaning
poking and prodding
gleaning and screening,
and how should I arrange that phrase?
Format that phrase, how?
Ins and outs,
ups and downs,
this will NOT break me
I vow!
Opting for this,
vying for that,
sounding as silly as
the Cat in the Hat.
Syntax and diction
Diction and syntax
but now that it’s done,
I can sit back
and relax!...

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Within the arms of the devil
Are men who made a choice
Opting where to live their days
Thereby losing soulful voice
Their backs had turned on goodness
Their faces faced away
With allegiance to the evil one
Their lives will now decay

But, waiting as a parent does
God waits for their return
To hold them in His warm embrace
Provided that they learn
He’ll wait forever, for us all
As He loves us ever true
Though we had turned our backs to Him
He shan’t do that to you...

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We don’t tend
   to remember
     that our
       words carry weight,
          opting to forget
             just how much
              damage
                we can do
                   to a
                     fledgling heart
                       hesitant
                         to take wing and fly,
                           weighed down by the leaden
                              words
                                 anger chose to fling.


(Yalto)


05/21/2020...

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