Leon Enriquez Poet Rubai

Dead

Quatrain #855:
DEAD


Dry dead wood log ready to fire,
End beyond fog where truth now sires;
Apt that last bog in humid heat,
Death the last cog that dream conspires.

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Leon Enriquez
07 April 2018
Singapore

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James Horn April 11, 2018 at 7:02 AM I am sort of confused by this. Where have you been lately and are you okay? Jim Horn Leon Enriquez April 12, 2018 at 1:12 AM Dear James: Been busy lately with other matters. But I'll be back with more poems soon. The poem is about dying and death and life! Thank you for asking. Leon