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The Enigma Poems
by Mark Sebring → (All Poetry by Mark Sebring)
Tuesday, October 9, 2018 Rated "G" by the Author.

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The "enigma" Poems "enigma" was a character I created for an online philosophy group years ago. He mostly posted nonsense verse and riddles. He had a thread in several groups called "Enigma's Puzzle Page".🧩 An explanation here: it's a parody Not intended to offend It's nothing more than a travesty Between you and I, and all our friends So take to heart, it's a paradox Of how it is supposed to be Please don't leave to shop for socks It is meant enigmatically Oh Lord, I plead, teach me to read That I might comprehend And ABC's appear before me To further my knowledge of what is pretend. I am standing on the edge of reality Staring thinly into the abyss. And I'm wondering if anyone knows me Or if they notice that something's amiss. I emerge from my perch, a great thinker, But I am paralyzed because of my heart. For it's courage you see, that is lacking in me, And I really don't know where to start. Though wise I may be I still had to go Scare Tweedledee With a monstrous crow. To make a new start I wonder if I can Tin plate my heart And still remain a man. Tryin' to reveal me Without too much lyin'. Cowardly Mister E, Though I would be a lion. Friends of my memory, What shall I tell them? Auntie Em's searching for me And she knows who I am. A cowardly lion is trying to roar! (But it's like the wind inside a cup) At those he worships and adores Who've kind of got his dander up. His heart is torn asunder. His mind is filled with fear. It sometimes makes him wonder Just what is he doing here? Ah, Lotus-flower! enjoy the quest. You must contest the rising sun. Rushing toward that one final test Where the truth-seeker's victory is won. Notice the youth as he stokes up the fire And the old woman trying to slow. They pause from their search to inquire What my Lotus-flower wishes to know. (From "Ah! Sun-flower" by William Blake) Lotus, dark angel, don't YOU know who I am? Or does my every word just make you say "Hey?" To tell you the truth, I do know who you are Underneath your disguise and I hope that's o-kay. Standing on the edge, questioning what reality is, Forming an hypothesis while wondering "Who is he?" Learning the truth and believing what it may be, Our time is passing while we wile away each hour Working on a mystery, though a mystery am I. E. Nigma is my name and the game that it's in Reveals my other name just to make you say "Gee!" (This poem revealed enigma's real name.❓ Notice that the poem does not rhyme. Then read the last syllable of every line.) Some say a witch is made of wood And like a duck floats on a pond. One hints that they may dance on air. I think that she might be a blonde. Another claims they're made of copper, Like a penny in the hand. That would explain their greenish palor. But as for me..., as for me..., I would that they be made of sand. (Could I have some o' that there soup, please?) Pray tell me, dear lady, what say you? Who do you say that the king is? Is it August Charles Magna or Great Alexander? Methinks my question was too cryptic. Perchance you did not understand. Dear lady everbev, aunty em, Dost thou know just who I am? Kindly answer "yea" or "nay" please. Recall how Hamlet pledged his friends. Be patient lady, be patient dear, 'Tis not yet time to tell thee true . Be clever lady, be clever dear, 'Tis time for yet another clue. Since this could be a type of club, Let Alex be the King of Clubs As he is dubbed. By virtue of his noble heart, Let Charles be called the King of Hearts As she imparts. (More cryptic clues to enigma's identity.) everbev, you shining star, very like the sun you are. every clever word you say reveals a mind that's bright and gay, brings a chuckle to each day. ever steadfast, ever true , valiant kings bow down to you. Kitten Wink Well Wink knew little Lars Tittle. Weird nohow, a weary thou He put above his hog world. Odd like mania, eh stinky? (This poem is an anagram of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".) Did you catch Old Bing's remark? "Just look what the maker brings." He insists the rings embark And recognized the reb markings! Could it be the Gimber Snark? The offspring of the Bremar Kings? (This poem, from Marge Brinks' MSN profile, is filled with anagrams of my name. Marge Brinks is also an anagram of my name.) Mark Sebring (2001-2004) Enigma's amphigory was influenced by Lewis Carroll. 'peay s,auo uodn pue+s +snw auo JO umop-ap!sdn +! uJn+ +snw auO peaJ aq o+ a6essaw s!y+ jO punoj aq o+ s,6u!ueaw ay+ jI

Reviewed by Mark Sebring

Reviewed on October 25, 2019

E. Nigma is my name
But you may call me Mr. E
For an enigma I am
And a mystery I will always be.

I have added a puzzle, hidden messages, and a cryptic language 🧩
to my house with many rooms. Can you solve them?
Follow the trail of les papillons to find my final poem.
(❓ = 🤡) | (❔ = 🐁)

Hey swan fur youth had well lost your furrow aisle: 🦢..
Duph Lujal emb Duxu hewa vlyrram cakoars fut Selnam Sijmy
emb duph sumpeym rilyss comj di cunauma menab Guhm.

A Message from the Log Lady:
Pha ulyjymer ambymj uf ni cpuli 💀 ys um pha recp teja.
Pha erpalmepa ambymj ys um pha casumb pu recp teja.
Pha amb uf ni erpalmepa ambyng ves vlyppam di "fopola na".

Lujal emb Duxu aesh vemp pha uphal pu bya.
🧙🏻 Lujal ebwusepas etephaye, lasunnambs lacyjmepyum.
🤡 Duxu cojjacps capprymg ful coysyba.
Emb uma bei pha amb cherr suna.

Let's hear a cheer for Team Bozo!
IL CUORE VUOLE!
Let's have a cheer for Team Roger!
ROGER THAT!

Addendum:
Phala ela muv phlaa ambymjs pu ni cpuli. ✝✝✝
Iuo nei shuuca vhysh iuo vych pu daryawa.
Pha teph pu ni phylb ambymj nei da fuomb
ym ni sunnampeli pu Ni Recp Tuapli Wybau.
Comlyca, Bevm, pha Baeph uv e Doppalfri. 🦋

🤡 Shuuca pha ambymj phep iuo ryqa pha nucp!
✝ Ambymj #1 (Ymbunypos omb Jarbe):
Y amb ot qyrrymj nicarf.
✝ Ambymj #2 (Edcamsa Uf Huta):
Y basyba mup pu qyrr nicarf, dop y bya emivei flun ersuhur tuycumymj.
✝ Ambymj #3 (Emuphal Ambymj):
Y basyba mup pu qyrr nicarf, emb y rywa omhettyri awal efpal.
VHEP YS SERRAB LACYJMEPYUM YS SUMFYLNAB BACTALEPYUM.

Y ves hutymj ful ambymj phlaa
dop Y phymq mondal pvu vyrr da
pha vei yp ambs ful na.
Y vych Y heb heb cunauma pu perq pu.

🧙🏻‍♂️ THE STORY FINALLY ENDS
▶▶ ym ni IuoPoda Sunnomypi ❗

Τέλος ?
No es verdad.
🤡

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 9, 2018

Enjoyed, especially for their humor and the enigmic connotations.

Have you written anything lately?

Ron