Pictures
Old sepia prints,
Greyscale and black;
Ancient lost tints,
In tipsy slack.
Brown monochrome,
Odd faces stare;
Old touch of home,
Breathe period cares.
No one can tell,
Or stretch the grain;
Old fashion spell,
That anchors pain.
Old picture book,
In black and white;
Quick browse to hook,
Old echoes bite.
Leon Enriquez
14 January 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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