Merlion City 8

MARINA BAY WALKABOUT Saturday night tour walkabout: You and I stroll briskly along To check the lights with the big crowd With carefree souls pushing sing-song! By transit train, we found our way To breeze on-site to see the lights; But Earth Hour strain brought lights-out stray, Humid airs strike a deep dark night. Two hours around Marina Bay We circled paths with easy feel; Explored the grounds, peeked shoppes by bay More than enough such rustic thrill. The humid night with hot air still, Flings sticky sweat on freckled skin; There's scant delight as fatigue steals Moments that fret with punctured pin. Round and round we amble around Just you and me in sure reprise; Movement new found in old-time grounds, With fancy free to greet surprise. Stroll promenade as Merlion sights; Here on the verge, old vintage finds; Lost serenades in obscure light; As visual merge in heart and mind. By Esplanade, we loiter here; Explore the sights with eyes that search; Watch crowd charades through random spheres, No beacon lights the curious urge. We want to see what we came for, To seek to know the cause of ease; Watch what's to be the pulse that soars In the clear show that fumbles tease. Such is the noise that highlights here; The dazzle fits the puzzle route; Poise wears a voice that speaks most clear; Bits of torn wit that signs now shout. From time to time, we now explore The vast expanse of worldly hues; Seek to fit rhymes with plots that shore The myriad sense that life can cue. Then, we back track the way we came To go around in spree and trip; Assume a tact to play the game In joy well found to get a grip. A tryst in time to flavour choice; Now hand-in-hand as echoes drift; Timeless such chimes that follow poise; Swift moments blend as love now sifts. Leon Enriquez 31 Mar 2014 Singapore