Patterns

Prime each word that comes, play with message found; Allow the juice to stain, ascend with bold sighs; Try to find the sum, treat each law that grounds; Thrill your poise that gains, tell upon a high. Echoes come to speak, embark on sure sense; Rich verse in calm voice, ripe as fruits can be; Note the happy peaks, nice beyond grim tense; Surreal grips fond choice, sure words that you see. Attend to heed feel, adjust wants and needs; Trust in simple stores, tell on love's sweet sting; Triumph hides words that heal, trade all just to seed; Expect ever more, express poignant fling; Niche a fine endow, note the form and feel; Do what you do now, deed knows the sure thrill. Leon Enriquez 09 November 2014 Singapore