Just Like That.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

she must have perished
for i have not felt her anymore.
not the coldest wind in my spine
for there is none.
not the shadow by the door
for there is none.
not the face behind me for the
mirror is clear and empty.
i was looking deep down the blue
waters of the port
not a fish even to hint about
someone who refuses to be gone forever.

well here i am alone again
but with a difference. I miss no one.

since no one misses me.
fair and square.

There is a time for loafing
simply being here and not thinking
about whom or what or why.

There is this time when i simply
live like a cloud in that sky.
Like a leaf on the surface of a river.
Like a feather in the air.
Like a pen lying beside an blank paper.
Like a moon upon an evening sky.