Library Thoughts 3

LIBRARY THOUGHTS 3


Sense stillness soar beyond bright beams,
Observe odd oar swift silence screams.


Note nowhere now those tensions taut,
Each end endows frame fickle fraught.


Green grass gathers such simple sods,
Meek mind mutters old offers odd.

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Leon Enriquez
20 April 2017
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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