Thoughts

Words I cite
As I write
In small bites
Verse I site


Let me say
On this day
As wordplay
Finds a way


Sans sure plan
Hurl thought grand
In brief scan
If I can


Watch words fit
Wit in bits
Slice and slit
Sounds greet wit


Ease seems sweet
As we meet
On these streets
Where touch greets


Am I blind?
Sense stray finds
Craft odd finds
Lapse of mind


Fast or slow
Do you know
How feel shows
Tease and flow


Gripe or thought
Finds new lot
Flesh old spot
Plot and dot


Wane of moon
Past high noon
No more boon
Gone too soon




Leon Enriquez
10 August 2017
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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