Short Suspends Poems
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infant twilight suspends noise
around quiescent waters
stars glint nocturnal shallows
frog chants reverberate
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I realise now that death is not a fear
It’s just a means by which life is the end
For those who came before all disappeared
Returning to a state where mind suspends
So cry not at my grave for I’m not there
I never really was for all you care
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Speak profound poise as truth now stays,
Posture frames voice in curious ways;
Opt for fond choice to impact grand,
Touch suspends noise as comfort plays.
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Leon Enriquez
22 October 2015
Singapore
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Falling Rain
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: December/2014
God
suspends
the
sun today -
casting
His
shadow
over
the
Earth -
His
Holy Tears
falls down
on
Babylon,
to rid
the
world
from
Sin -
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the night exhales~
a slow, silver breath
etching itself onto glass.
morning presses close,
a blurred thumbprint
of gold.
between them,
the world suspends~
half ice, half fire,
whispering: Wait.
Who needs fiction when truth is so sweet?
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Green waters circumscribe an island’s pallid face,
Hexagons of light, scattered jewels on the waves.
Earthly hues, against litharge seas, shimmering gleam;
Albatross wings glide, an immaculate blue dream.
The scene suspends time, and worldly cares release -
A whisper for the human eye, a quiet aurora’s peace.
Close your eyes, hold my hand, take safe haven in my waiting arms
rest gently on my shoulder and
share my dream of friendship unbroken
time suspends as we continue to
partake of the first tender kiss
our sensual lips did take
you see, my dream was true,
when we first met, I knew it was you
my world went silent as you took my hand and kissed my lips
I closed my eyes and prayed this dream wouldn't end
Like honey from a spoon
warmed in a cup of tea
the mist suspends itself
from the ripe red buds of maple and grape.
In fascination the light shatters
prisms on the chandelier of life.
Worlds of I and eye reflect outward.
Tulips sip and daffodils dance
in beaded gowns of dew.
Wind sweeps mana to the beaks of birds.
Rivulets roll down window panes
cleansing the visage of man’s abode.
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We stand balanced
on the razor’s edge,
one foot in December’s
fading breath,
the other testing
January’s untrodden frost.
Midnight suspends us~
neither here
nor there,
a hopeful breath
held between chapters.
Then gravity wins, as it must.
We step forward,
not because we are ready,
but because the line
was never ours to keep.
CLOSE YOUR EYES
Close your eyes, hold my hand, take safe haven in my waiting arms
Rest gently on my shoulder and
Share my dream of friendship unbroken
Time suspends as we continue to
Partake of the first tender kiss
Our sensual lips did take
You see, my dream was true
When we first met, I knew it was you
My world went silent as you took my hand and kissed my lips
I closed my eyes and prayed this dream wouldn't end
Your wishes- good life
For grace to flee... every strife
Makes money so rife.
From heaven's real joy:
What earth duly plays a toy...
Can't stop your way, boy.
Your days full of stress,
Blessings host to fortune's mess;
Earth's depth can't oppress.
Your gladdened heart blends...
Beyond the doubt of fake friends,
Mere silence suspends.
Rejoice, earthly lad...
For what vanity makes glad;
Death shades cum life's tad.
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*Image of Little Boy Fishing by Mutual Art
Cape Cod Boy
A warring feat
expands beneath
petite and huge contends,
a unique line
tugging the brine
taunting as it suspends,
a juvenile
bear naught a smile
a glimpse enigma lends,
too close to shore
new hopes implore
that cod and haddock wends,
true tasty meats
fresh scene unseats
entreaties pleased extends,
aspect well made
fulfilled persuade
the wait, the catch godsends.
At curtain call
Echo last footfalls
Time halts and stops
As heartbeats lose hop
Too soon the end
Suspends life dear friend
The afterlife dash
Claims each in a flash
Be ready then
For date comes just when
Be willing now
To transcend somehow
Feel a deep peace
Abide with silent ease
Discern the way
You transit earth's play
Fate waits on grace
For a sense of place
Leon Enriquez
15 November 2018
Singapore
If Monday’s when the week begins
And Sunday’s when it ends,
Then how come on the calendar
That logic it suspends?
For Sundays show up on the left
And Saturdays the right,
Implying that week goes
Sunday morn to Saturnight.
Since many people work 5 days,
With weekends times of rest,
The Monday start is one that is
Most commonly expressed.
Yet we accept the way things stand
And honor the mystique
For, calendar or not, tomorrow
Starts another week.
leaves float through the air
clouds rest in the sky
dreams glide through my mind
a dreamer of beautiful places
places that levitate the soul
as my eyes travel the night's soft starlight glows
my heart follows the moonlight
as the air is filled with leaves
that tumble about
as the sky is full of clouds
that will catch the wind
my dreamer's dream suspends time
in the silence of the night
as I sit and find serenity
enjoy the peaceful moments in life's bounty
*Image of Bowed Instrument by WallF.
The Fiddler and the Frog
A fiddle idles then descends,
a clenched bow rest atop a noiseless chest,
a frog leaps nearby and suspends,
a final croak lets out breaking the quiet,
a calming all-around transcends,
a host of angels by a gate,
a harmonious melody blends,
a fiddler and frog joyously complacent,
a blissful duet eternity sends.
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The Fiddler and the Frog
~craig cornish: Judged 2023 February 05
Hush falls, like soft down,
velveteen,
the canopy of night,
when kisses rouse the tender
nerves,
the tips of your breasts;
sweet buds pressed hard
against the sensing tongue.
until the rain falls
down
from stars and distant quadrants,
pooling violet shadows
dilated in your eyes.
A face upturned,
porcelain,
neck arched and parted lips,
breathing sweet gasps,
whispering of love
and love’s dominion,
as this time
suspends forever
frozen,
impervious to the rain.
a triple pariku
the two part nature of light
reveals waves and particles
of Spirit a body forms
stabilized by precept, the Love heartbeat!
trinity’s derivatives
lights of Love’s incentive
proof of faith’s infinity
conscience's faith conceived self, light’s dimensions!
paranormal is divine
particle light dimensions
held in waves of suspensions
waves, fluid light suspends light’s dimensions!
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In Honor of : Rick Parise