Tempo
Pulse of wet rain
Heavy as oil
In a huge train
Drowning loose soil.
Rain in full swing
Now alters grounds
As deluge brings
Wet all around.
Umbrella hands
Fumble with gale
To dare withstand
What rain avails.
Zigzag strides shift
In downpour here
As if to sift
Some dreary cheer.
Wetness makes bleak
The mood and tone
As if to speak
Of frozen bones.
Can you sense now
A harsh incline
Where wet knows how
To fluster fine.
Leon Enriquez
09 September 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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