Short Tweaks Poems
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The utopian spiel with zeal
We'll visit this Eden ideal
But the feel one seeks
Will really need tweaks
To give paradise sweet appeal
Trump focuses on his banana
So what could he do but dump Anna?
Eight months or seven weeks
Required Trump's special tweaks
So he could blame folk in Savannah!
MINER’S RESOLUTION
salt and sugar tweaks
and stretches health the poor way —
the heart’s rich with it
miner’s light in search of the
impurities running wild
1/10/2020
Joy speaks
Sure peaks
Love tweaks
Calm poise
Clear voice
Nude noise
Faith knows
Hope shows
Love flows
Keep still
Sense fill
Touch heals
Leon Enriquez
16 June 2017
Singapore
Sex is not the answer... sex is the question
“Yes” is the answer... but it's only a suggestion
The choice is yours
Your illnesses it cures
The one thing that tweaks your tweaker without exception
A year has months;
A month has weeks.
A week has days
Which brook no tweaks.
The days divide
By hours, neatly;
Hours, minutes.
Then, as fleetly,
Seconds tick
As time flies by.
We cannot pause it,
Though we try.
Dawn
Weakly
Tweaks the curve
Its chilly yawn
Turns off the street lights
As darkness returns home
Sparrows sing morning vespers
A coffee scented mist rises
Silently swirling atop the mug
Daybreaks pheromonal invitation
I stay awake to see the nights ways.
Witness where the freaks tweaks and youth meet.
Words from the reckless
Actions from the restless.
Sleep where the demons and angels meet.
Witness our war.
May all shining souls prevail
Obstruction of Corruption
If it really was inclusive
Could it also be intrusive
And had it been obstructive
What it created was corruptive
All confused with collusive.
Here are some tweaks
for you lawyer freaks.
Jim Horn
A compassionate morning that breaks all the rules
just to brush against my cheek without being cruel
A branch that hangs low enough for my eyes to adore
one I can look at from the window of my front door
A bird that tweaks, with a happy song just for me
telling me how to live and just how to be free !
6/30/2019
Geese flap their screeching wings
What's with all the mindless chatter,
It's rest time on a lazed Sunday
Am I not supposed to feel mellow?
The noise gets louder, what is it they want?
Now, I'm getting annoyed by bird stunts!
This ploy for attention tweaks me,
And my coffee, soiled like feather dust!
Contest, I Am So Annoyed
Aug 8, 2015
Aires O'Ariel Arias
Bursts O'Eloquence,
Break Yo' Heart Tweaks,
Peals of Consequence,
Melodious Shrieks,
Each in Uniquence,
Viral Trills, Not Meeks,
Singing Mate Dance,
Puffing, Not Luffing Cheeks,
Je Suis, Donc Sans Pence,
Warblin' Hormonal Leaks,
Carpe Diem Sequence,
Resonant, N'Soaring Squeaks,
Releasing Our Traces O'Tense,
We Envy the Grammar of Beaks!
Bling bling
Wealth sings
Fine gems
Spark trends
Sheer glitz
Fine blitz
Rare stuff
Nice graph
So fine
Poise lines
Cash speaks
Grand tweaks
Meet shine
Joy pines
True fact
Bright tact
More flash
Sparks dash
Cold feel
Yet thrills
Odd lots
Bright spots
See more
Fit spores
Leon Enriquez
15 November 2015
Singapore
Choose cheer
Dance dear
Vet voice
Pick poise
Frame fest
***** quest
Dare dream
True theme
Mind maze
Doubt daze
Feel free
Glimpse glee
Prize play
Dream day
Swift sounds
Grand grounds
Last looks
Bright book
Bloom brief
Gaze grief
Smart speak
Time tweaks
Sweet space
Acts ace
Leon Enriquez
12 October 2016
Singapore
Be calm,
Spread balm,
Sing fond psalm:
Watch love arm.
When fear
Comes near,
Seize will dear:
Watch faith cheer.
When pain
Wets strain,
Feel hope gain:
Truth not vain.
When noise
Drowns voice,
Witness poise:
In wise choice.
Be brave,
Faith saves,
Death styles grave:
Dear wise knave!
Hope peaks,
Love speaks,
Plug sad leak:
Life now tweaks.
Leon Enriquez
30 March 2020
Singapore
What if the strange woman walks in here and slaps me?
I am sitting in the beauty shop, being crazy.
We have never met.
She is walking in now, directly in front of me.
Less than eight feet away.
What if she reaches down and bam!
Slaps me across the nose,
Tweaks my throbbing nose,
cuts my throat?
She is closer now, walking right toward me.
She kind of looks like a slapper.
Do I duck, flinch, or just stop being silly?
Make mindful moments meet motion meek
Timeless treasures touching true tweaks
Caress charming cheery choice
Prize pretty puzzle poise
Stream subtle soft spells
Take time to tell
Be bright bloom
Rich rooms
Speak
Leon Enriquez
14 November 2015
Singapore
(Note: This poem is a Nonet with Alliteration.)
Face fancy fate
Glimpse gaudy gate
Seek sensuous streaks
Touch tasty tweaks
Wise wordy will
Taste tensile thrills
Set subtle say
Prompt piquant play
Juice jazzy jest
Feel fragrant fest
Taste timely thoughts
Laugh leaping lots
Sweet secrets speak
Prize primal peak
Rich rapture rooms
Bright blossoms bloom
Niche naughty name
Fine fancy frames
Leon Enriquez
03 April 2017
Singapore
Almost Halloween
The candy is back
Crinkling paper
Lots in a sack
Intended for children
Who come by in droves
The candy must stay
But it tweaks my nose
Every year we go through this conundrum
What should I do
What will I eat
The thought of candy
Tugging my tongue
Melting chocolate
Maybe just one
Then five pieces later
Stomachs a roar
Still looking forward to just one more
In this babel
I'm to find my feet
In this city of vice
I'm to live and learn
A land of pain,few gains
Still,they yearn for my best
My head held high
but how long can it rise?
My neck tweaks from the strain
Yet,it dares not drop
I'm caught in a raging storm
Again,i'm told to stand tall
but how did i jump?
from a thorny cliff to a stony sea
How do i remain unscathed?
All eyes on me now
My test beats my head
how do i proceed?
Oh mama nature
where hath thou placed me?
I am tied together with little pieces of string.
Thin frail ones, tied in little knots—
Not enough string left for a bow.
Shoulder
Elbows
Wrists
Kept together with knots.
String wither over time so another
I wrap and make into a bow
That bow--over time
Will become just another knot.
Hips
Knees
Ankles
Sometimes I think are broke
My whole body creeps and crawls--just tweaks out.
Like Miley Cyrus on a wrecking ball.
Copyright © fonda anne….mooreofme....mamao
The heck with right and wrong when summed for blame
to tightly shackle fault as someone’s chain
that rattles useless, guilt linked clinks of shame.
As humans, imperfections steer each brain.
All people ride the mortal erring train.
Mistakes are not hot sparks for dramas flame,
not cause for finger wagging shakes that strain,
but growth tweaks to strengthen our divine name.
Egos and thoughts may earth imbue our grain
but they are worthless chaff in heaven’s reign.
Darkness comes around
Seeking brand new grounds
So much of disdain
In reckless refrain
Darkness in shadows
Spreads out to swallow
So much of heavy
In pitch black gravy
Darkness in mad reach
Seeking yet to teach
So much of latching
In tipsy matching
Darkness flavours bleak
Signage spilling tweaks
So much now bleaching
In gloomy twitching
Darkness now astounds
Reaping clustered grounds
Leon Enriquez
06 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT