Calligraphy
Play with words well
In that sure light,
Sculpt scripts that tell
In fragrant sight.
In cursive strokes
Let play now start,
In mellow yoke
As finesse arts.
Up and down free
The urge of curls,
Across ink spree
Thought feel that hurls.
Script full measure
Wet ink that trace,
A fond pleasure
As time meets space.
Words fashion brief
The journey notes,
Mad, glad or grief
Feelings move rote.
The hand now moves
In spacious feel,
New cursive grooves
As ink stains heal.
Practice works best
Touch strokes of heart,
Watch cursive zest
Compose fond start.
Leon Enriquez
21 May 2017
Singapore
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