What Is Lacking Within..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

got out of the room
amidst the pile of papers
work seems to be always
unfinished

outside the sun is burning
hot in the noon day sky
the cactus plants are merry
sipping
what is hot and nutritious
growing more thorns...

up there to the north side
of this sunny island
is the black bird
like a vulture scurrying
for the chick
as prey.....

the cactus flowers, the black
bird hovers
and i, having seen this all,
at noonday
shall go back to my room and
find out again
what is lacking within.