Mists... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Mists...



A veil on the face
is finally lifted


a white silky blanket on that morning
mountain

doubt
slowly clearing itself from the mind
packing up and leaving

bluebirds flying away from
the silence of the tunnels

water and oil
separated by a plastic funnel....

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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