The Fall Of The House Of The Ruins.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

a dog waits for
me outside the house
as i once again attempt to
walk away

and as i open the door it
waggles its tail
once again reminding me that
i am his master and that
he will be with me when i
will go away

a star in the morning sky
watches us
and in silence i know it
surely understands that
things come and bad as they
come and soon as the sun comes
out from the belly of the earth
these bad times can be
worse.

and so the dog walks with me
as i go away and
waggles its tail and jumps
with all childish delight
trying to tell me that the
countryside is beautiful and
that the air is fresh and that
the birds are singing and that
the skies had turned from
grey to blue, and this feeling
grows some blossoms in my head
and so i decided to return
back home

as the dog follows me
and stays by the door of the house
that is about to fall into ruins.