RIC S. BASTASA


3 - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

when he wakes up
his thoughts are heavy
like ripe plums,

java he remembers,
big waves, and
volcanic eruptions,
humanity running away
to save what is it
that values themselves
to the right to live

java plums, violet, darker
than that, miserable,
covered by magma,
heights and disbelief
it happened in one
wink, and then one buries
all to forget, like a book
one goes to the next
chapter: this one is about
discovery, happiness.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010



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