My Acrostic
Mind meets heart here as voice flames choice,
Yes fond buzz cheers how noise frees poise.
Ask my soul then to pen fond words,
Craft of verse lines deep chimes that rhymes;
Race why and when with meaning heard,
Opt sounds now mine to fit such times;
Spice up fancy with motive feel,
Taste thoughts that show as crisp sounds merge;
Ink stains feisty in splurge of will,
Charm succeeds flow in poignant surge.
Leon Enriquez
15 April 2017
Singapore
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