Espresso
Morning thunder grips
Shock awakening
A fragrant brew flips
Cuppa brown brew sings
Wet wet morning rain
Misty drowning feel
An aqueous deep pain
Drawing close to heal
Clash of lightning strokes
Thunder claps most loud
Freezing feelings yoke
Bad weather speaks proud
Such poignant strands here
Cheer drains with downpour
Cold and wet makes clear
Water floods some more
Cuppa of brew dark
Espresso warms me
A hot blend now sparks
An abrupt surge frees
Early morning rain
Wet brush stokes misty
Cold and wet refrains
Punctuate my sleepy
Leon Enriquez
12 October 2017
Singapore
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