Time moves
As echoes hint,
Space grooves
With fragrant mint.
Love seeds
Fond moments fine,
Sure needs
Now draw the line.
Truth tells
What glimpses know,
Poise dwells
Where goodwill shows.
Each year
Blooms new vintage,
See clear
A fond mintage.
Faith scopes
A mindful touch,
Keep hope
To cope as such.
Dance then
With daring bold,
Trance when
Joy bears deep cold.
True poise
Cast now and here,
Brisk choice
Moves certain spheres.
Leon Enriquez
20 February 2019
Singapore
Stuff from old times
Odd as quaint rhymes
Hollow slant mimes
***** as light streams
Out of sight dreams
Verse of strange beams
Such fallen trade
Cascade loud made
Stuffy grain grade
Cheer old vintage
In sad mintage
Upon odd stage
Leon Enriquez
29 August 2018
Singapore
Once in a while
Watch blackjack style
We sit around
Cash stakes now ground
A card game here
Works luck's sweet gear
A stash of cash
As high cards flash
Cash and plenty
Now comes to me
This new vintage
Piles new mintage
The banker wins
As cash comes in
Blackjack and more
Now floods my stores
Leon Enriquez
18 February 2018
Singapore
Blank empty page
Freckled with age
Words do not come
No ink stains sum
Blank but not white
Odd years recite
Smell of vintage
In odd mintage
Blank empty grain
Nothing speaks plain
Words not yet writ
No savvy wit
Zero strokes brief
Blank page owns grief
Sad with old age
This journal page
Lonely blank stretch
No ink stains catch
Blank as before
Dust freckled bore
Leon Enriquez
02 February 2018
Singapore