Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


just a piece


“I write what comes to mind.
It is like sharing a piece of yourself.
I guess I am just a lover of words”

We call it spontaneity, something that
Comes from an impulse

Effortlessly,
There is nothing premeditated,
Like a burst of applause

Indigenous, something that grows
Without any cultivation like some ferns
And lichens or moss on the rocks
Of our watered paths

That which nature gives
Freely and unconstrained
Like sunshine like rain

In fact, this spontaneity
Is the highest and best form of
efficiency

it is Not forethought
it is As instinctive as breathing
As involuntary as
Suspense and surprise
Combined less the promptitude

An ad-lib,
is that what you are,
My friend, and automatic hi
And automatic hello?

A spontaneous combustion,
A spontaneous propulsion?

Like the three Princes of Serendip

Whose discoveries are made
By accident and sagacity and not
By an old quest, or conquest

Yes, I agree, the poems work that way.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 01, 2008

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