189 Poem by RIC BASTASA

189



A dead dog long buried
And yet-
Some yelps are still heard
Near the doormat
Even without a bee
Stinging
or anybody coming
back home

Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dog
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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