Muse
Here and now I sit,
Wait on that muse strange
To bring fine wit
As apt words find range.
Here in a calm mind,
I glimpse a void clear
That soon brings new finds
As wordplay shifts gear.
Here in silent mode,
I wait and see rhymes
That echo fond code
As ideas now chime.
Here for a short while,
I need thoughts at play
As moments weave style
Of delicious say.
Leon Enriquez
12 September 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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