Poetry Soup Fond

(Dedication: For the PoetrySoup community, and all the wonderful people and my friends.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fiesta and feast in words that bloom, One feisty ruse to loiter here; Notes on a list as thoughts find room, Describe the muse that floods these spheres. Pick your own say in telling lines, Offer new rhymes or keep verse free; Etch sanguine sway or thoughts divine, Touch pickles time as poetry sees; Raise your fond theme or angst that bleed, Yield to the spur where feelings surge. Speak as heart dreams strange wants and needs, Opt swirling blur as thoughts emerge; Upset or mad the fiery blaze, Ply feel most glad or vivid craze. Leon Enriquez 07 May 2015 Singapore