RIC S. BASTASA


Feelings Creep Like Vines On A Trellis - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

you are an embroidery
upon a cloth
and everyday your hand moves with
the needle and the colored threads
as you rely on the rhythm of your
life

the picture is incomplete
feelings creep like vines on a trellis
and one sunny day
be excited

a bud turns into a flower
a butterfly flutters and lands silently in one of your petals


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014



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