Under The Sun Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is so much to do
to talk about
to learn and judge and
tell
to forget and forgive
to decide to move on

like the grass and the
grasshopper
the ants and the butterfly
the hill and the
river
like the clouds up the
tips of the hills
like the atom and
the molecule
like your lips and your
teeth
your eyes and
your heart

like the fish on the water
the mice on the trap
the cheese and the dough

an open mouth
a tongue
a word of thanks
of hands waving goodbye
the last honk of the car
the speeding jet plane in the air
the darkness in space
Venus and Mars
Jack and the beans

so much to talk about
under the sun

why lonely still?
why so empty still?

yes, you.