Little Birds Poem by RIC BASTASA

Little Birds



at the cave
one afternoon when the day is closing
a breath of bats

on the hillsides
a string of little birds
like tiny stones
thrown to the fields

the sun is through
the moon rises from the hills again

we sit side by side
watching this gentle glow
this nature's show

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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