Decree
Words hurl free
In clear haste,
Signs tell me
Not to waste.
Thoughts flow brisk
In wild swirls,
Dare bold risk
In verse twirls.
Feel each pain
That fits play,
Ink now stains
Blank page say.
Pulse moves poise
That moots much,
Hoist clear voice
To know touch.
Choice claims cheer
As style writes,
Soul lives here
Strokes I cite.
Leon Enriquez
16 April 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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