i got a ghostly
mostly moist handful of you
i got a mind
that's top heavy with you
it spills over with you
leaks you
I pant like a Parisian poodle for you
my baggy saggy heart
is packed to the hilt with you
my soggy boggy parts
pine for you
you told me to go to hell
and i went for a while
but came back
with a picture of you
tattooed all over my eyes
and
there were hot flames
under my hots
for you
also my burning boots
and socks
this day i dedicate
to my loss of control
my needy desperateness
my unrestraint
my ill-advised
madcap
rash and heedless
love
i celebrate you
and the fact
that you don't give a damn for me
maybe you will come around
change your low opinion of me
shoot the breeze with me
so for now dearest
please put down that shotgun
Can I describe Love?
A path of the fool,
Words expressing sensation,
Shimmering spark of sun, diamonds on a pool,
Red bird lifts head, water elations,
Thoughts emerge from where?
Whether image, pain, longing desire,
Reality skirts away, with a wide tear,
Smoky haze, warmth to the core, to rising fire,
Wanting to cling on, but desire begins scorching,
Need shoots up, a faithful geyser, doesn’t wait,
Holding on, suddenly enchantment, is torching,
Turning over, mind collapses into coma state,
Why beautiful visions, succumb to empty thought,
Power beyond adrenaline, assaults our senses,
Prismatic needs challenge of mind sought,
Then Multifaceted beauty,
delusional images explode over my lenses,
Love emerges, floating, seeping in like a cloud,
Pain quickly gone, never was there, joy unrestraint,
Smiling, loving, laughing aloud,
Ecstasy holds this coma without lament,
Rolling over in my rest,
The cycle repeats all night,
This two sided coin the unceasing test,
Yet a colorful painted sky comforts with first light.
I pray you’re real, I love you.
The eighth lioness of the field arrives
permeating heat, inhaling exhaling mist
of blistered days perched on strands of
morning glories and floats of shimmering
porous sun.... she will throb like a wild
gyspy air, like so she will inhale
on thirsty lungs blowing bright rubble upon
brooks and shores where twinkles
of light feed their need for humid
skin: lush grasses glint with
perspiration huffing and puffing
the unfinished sentences of a day
which plunges into an ocean of moist human
abandon.
Daughter of Cancer- Leo,
she will adorn the midsummer mantle with
a rhapsody of August’s saucy haze.
And in her nymph-like silhouette, lovers kiss in
unrestraint confessions where forests open
their secret gardens and tender beasts chew the fire
of an impassioned night...
this of which August rides without shame, without
brain.
Favourite Poem From December 2017 Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Inspiration from Klimt's Painting,' Woman In Gold'
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Written 12/23/2017, Resubmitted 11/8/2018
Feel feisty flame
Opt odd ordain
Ripe rapture reigns
Observe odd one
Unzip undone
Rich rivers run
Prize pretty pace
Run remote race
Etch earns embrace
Charm creams clear case
Opt old out-place
Choice claims cute craze
Impulse ink-stains
Ooze opts obtain
Urge unrestraint
Sense swift sounds speak
Mind meetings meek
Intense ink-tweaks
Chase crazy crop
Hurl happy hop
Appease apt-opt
Ear earns enthrone
Live lovely loan
Zesty zeal zones
Answer apt ask
Choose crispy crust
Heed hoarding husk
Apply apt aid
Ripe rounds reap raid
Yields yes you-paid
Leon Enriquez
28 August 2015
Singapore
There's a world inside my mind,
Unrestraint and less complaint,
I can go there anytime,
In a thought seducing paint...
Not in colors you have seen,
That any texture can describe,
Blending every lucid dream,
On a canvas deep inside...
As my heartbeat's keeping time,
It keeps tugging on the sheets,
Until I know I'm still alive,
Sinking deeper in my sleep...
To a point where I just fade,
Into everything at once,
Becoming part of every shade,
And any place that I may want...
So as I walk across the stars,
Leaving conciousness behind,
There's no place that is too far,
With a world inside my mind...
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