Solitude

Dusk descends here with sudden dark; Devoid of cheer this lonely park; Stay away dear from this deep dark. The wind blows chill by seafront sway; Blurry mists grow to cloud pathway; I breeze this show with thoughts that stray. Stride for stride I glimpse in self-talk; Images ply, odd visions chalk; Echoes and sighs now follow walk. I seek to find moments that come; Notice in kind that wordplay sums; I feel my mind float sounds that hum. I wonder why the flow and feel Prompts a fond sigh as verse reveals A certain high as waves fund thrill. Here by the way is path that leads; Heart flings fond say like wind-blown seed; A burst of play in thoughts that feed. There comes a time when lonely shores Compel clear chimes in feel galore Watch fleeing rhymes fling seaside stores. Dusk sets the stage for random plots; Imprints of age in preying thoughts; Browse mental rage for hidden lot. Take note of change that confronts pain; Plain vocal range sets sure disdain; Rest in the strange in words once slain. Here on this trip to nowhere near, Unzip old grip to confront fear, Heartbeats now rip beyond sane gear. When all seems dark and hope looks grim, I let soul spark a timely hymn, Circle new arc and rest odd whim. Dusk heralds poise to gain new lease, Heed a calm choice to prime new ease, Then surge of voice must surely please. Leon Enriquez 26 Mar 2014 Singapore