Short Ruptures Poems
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Cold Rain
clouds roll overhead;
face of Sky contort in pangs of labour
womb ruptures a deluge.
14th Sept' 2013
What a rush it is
In the height of its power
My body ruptures
Containing strong grasps
Thrust into pleasure beyond
Orgasms come quickly
Russell Sivey
Gold
ruptures
shining pearl,
splitting ashen
powdered nebula
languidly changing form.
Infused fuchsia wisps unfold
drowsily thread by thread trailing
athwart the resplendent crimson orb
seductively slipping into twilight.
Death brings change
Strange new range
Group gathers grip
Trace teary tip
Time tunnel trip
Torn twisted tape
Drowning death drapes
Rest ruptures rape
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
10 January 2021
Singapore
mid darkness blackest
view embossed in brilliant depth
hued covenant light
~
caged environment
ruptures midnights fall surreal
dark bright light conceals
3/28/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
rain ruptures the flesh of buildings,
bleeding wandering streams of dew down
it's skeletal frame.
the deluge of compact mist
claims the territory of volley.
pouring dominates the landscape,
it's reign connects it's bridle
down lonesome paths.
A fruitless vein
Ruptures the
plexus
Of society’s esophagus
Embellishing virtual
pleasure
Within browsers of
opinions
Innovations, ideas,
revolutions
Traded for
corruption and malice,
Paranoia on the rise,
Innocence sucked,
swallowed, and
spewed
Into the IP addresses
of democracy
You work on the dam wall,
As the pressure builds up behind it.
Fearful of letting anything be exposed,
You patch every potential leak.
But when the dam gets too frail and ruptures,
You’ll see how strong you are
As the all of the contents leak out and
Show the world your true strength.
often
daydreaming
the ripe figment
of imagination
ruptures
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Cinqku Poetry Contest
Sponsor Charles Messina
Placed 2nd
© 21st April 2020
I’m too angry to write clearly
yet it’s impossible to stop;
How many times must we do this,
ride this absurd merry go round?
We speak with such sincerity,
flimsy words they just go pop;
Left with such an empty abyss
community falls to the ground;
Giggle factor ruptures and splits;
Phony calling ourselves profound.
Fluent in passions tongue
suckles like loved lost found
six drips hit tongue fast
heart races eyes look past
She's here again bare torn and happy
She smiles when my lips past gently
Warming hearts beats of joy
feeling impulse turn slowly toy
slide into my mind
pull back slow
find out why
You let me
own
Your heart
flutters
home alone
Abyssal, abysmal, profound,
superficial, light, evident,
your eyes change color...
Cracks, gaps, ruptures,
labyrinths, anguishes, throat
your eyes confine my desires...
Precipices, cliffs, gullies
schisms, contractions, insights
your eyes sometimes interact...
Lovers, flirts, friends,
I forgive all this because
I love your eyes
and you... !
Sweet anticipation of reunion
Bare emotions exposed
Passion vs. passion
Sweltering steaming hot
A tender kiss erupts
Soft music beckoning
The meeting of two souls
Silence speaks in volume
Echoing what is known
Candle lights appealing
Helping natural flow
Two hearts exploding
Dulling senses rise
Mimicking volcanic action
Ruptures in perpetual flow
Mime moments mild
Work whole words wild
Cheer charming child
Prize piquant play
Smooth succinct say
Dream deeper day
Wise wonder wakes
Touch thrilling take
Meek movement makes
Big blossoms bloom
Rest ruptures room
Grace gearing groom
Vivid voice veers
Lift lustre here
Sanguine sage steers
Leon Enriquez
02 August 2015
Singapore
@gmail.com>
5:18 PM (18 hours ago)
to me
clusters of grapes
for a drop of
love
foaming ocean sanguine waves
singular saliva painted
your voluptuous lips transformed
justification of
peace
weaving a erotic net of
passion
galloping heart migrates
opening orbits of
ardour
light consumes darkness
invisible wheels of
lust burst ruptures end of
a lucid dream
Form:
Every winter, all the roads
Are pocked and filled with holes.
So what’s the money used for
That we pay for all the tolls?
You’d think when they’d repair them,
They’d use something that would last
Instead of bargain pothole-fill,
Which breaks apart real fast.
When driving in the city
In the winter, my advice:
Beware of ruptures in the road,
More dangerous than ice!
Seek then to know
The way of flow
Peace fades too soon
On this stray noon
Bear with times tough
That bears things rough
Too much of hate
Hurl thus blunt fate
Here as we stand
Load ruptures strands
Hate mellows spell
In fleeting tell
Indulge not pain
In blunt disdain
Cracks in the wind
Burst on this scene
Leon Enriquez
18 December 2016
Singapore
All the DNA I allowed myself understand
remained silent within
All the ruptures I wished to shout, illuminate
All that I paid with pain and grew in peace
remained testimony in my dreams
I sing melodies that carry graces
profound from so much sage pain
full of nightmares from truthful pathways
with small deaths
in the iridescent aurora
and retrogression to infinite twilight
The harp of the ocean ruptures the skin,
blood mingling but sharks do not attack.
Letting sea salt heal all that is within,
finally you are clean feeling blue-black.
Bioluminescence hits with a smack,
dabs of glitter sparkle coating your hair.
With an image harnessing debonair,
a rhythm dances with the rising tide.
Unable to turn from it’s feisty flare,
wild desire to submerge will not subside.
That first picnic atop Mount Wells
with the silver survival
blanket and flask
steaming with tea and wild flowers bursting
yellow, cerise and indigo deep
in sedge grass, you said
“it takes seven years for Camas to grow
back if trampled,” and
cautiously skirted the ruptures of colour
while I wondered how many
years to recover
if we tread too carelessly
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For Carol Brown's 'Picnic Time' contest
Song Birds
The stone paths uncharted
Moonlit...hazy
Into its depths we explore
Disguised by woodland
Fabricated sensation of saftey
Into the distance
Smoke ruptures from a shack
A decrepit tall man
Hums folk songs unacompanied
Insightful tales told
Bizarre concepts
Before our departure
These words were said
"Uncertainties are enevadable, find comfort in the song birds for their melody clears the head"
The weeping canvas
drips it's wordings
o'er the upturned chins
of the thinning mind.
A diet;
not of health
but of nutritional void;
sapped of logic and heart,
to warp priorities
and starve it's principles.
Where a mass of ignorance
and complacency takes hold;
lavishing in it's own corpulence
as it ruptures the arteries
of the light of young minds;
unto a paint brush without a color,
to remain adjacently dry forever.
Form:
The volcano sets the fire calmly
forsaken in the loneliness of time.
Seething, the hot flames lie quiet
swirling until the day it ruptures
and explodes, the fire spreading
to cover the mountain.
This day is not as a day of anger
but of the divine unleashed carrying
us forward as the flames define our
path. I am not lost only feeling the
heat from this unspoken fire.
For I am fragile and the volcano's
power is all consuming.
Effervescence as she moans her seduction,
Tossed walls seek to caress new induction,
Enthroned crowning glory in coordination;
Deeply embedded deriving his satisfaction:
Cupidity moves in engorged erotic ruptures.
Arms ignite passionate delights in captures,
Steaming body, heat sizzle melting gestures;
Eroding resistance within cascading raptures:
Fourth dimension radiates a new peaked ecstasy
Entwined they achieve pleasures of divine love.
548.
Let's Learn Economics!
Let's learn a Social Science subject called Economics
It will lead us to the business matrix
Where we can meet the Economic Systems & Market Structures
There are ups & downs, formations, ruptures
Like the Business Cycle, Demand & Supply
Sometimes it is low, sometimes it is high
As there is Cost in every Consumption
There is also Profit in every Production!
-04/24/2017
(Dumarao)
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