Just A Bit More Thought

Yesterday the black rose laughed stark tears,
As dominoes are dealt a turn.
Someone cries, " Fly in soup!"
as intricately as beading in a pendant.
One more student stands in class-
His teacher is stern.
At three the tsunami is brewing
Like panadol effervescence.
The nearby concert hall fills,
but no one claps it right.
But all these is salvaged,
By one more thought at night.
But don't you get it wrong!
Those shoes don't really match
the eyes and swirls on butterfly wings
watch the news. good things, bad things.

Just a bit more thought and they come alive.

Louise Tay