Random Images Poem by RIC BASTASA

i

two lean figures
dissolve
diffusing
diluted to the solution of distance
a fusion with sunset
then darkness like a black blanket
on a bed of trees and grasses

ii

a soul rises from the body
senses still complete
the hearing but not talking
the joining but not being a part of
anything and anyone else
a guiding light
an exit of the tunnel

iii

a rose bud wilting
petals falling from the sepal letting go
raindrops from the roof
the last leaf
the red ants at the foot of the tree
a dead boy discovered on the cliff
a rope covered with dust
a bottle of mineral water emptied of its contents
a man snoring at the beach drunk
a woman undressing herself
plunging her body into the deep sea
looking for the pearl of great price

iv

'is love dead? ' you ask the lady of the night.

'will love die? ' you are philosophical with that last glass of wine.

'Love cannot die' you have read it somewhere
but you cannot remember that book, the page, because the dog's ears
are gone.