A Certain Happening - Poem by RIC BASTASA

the hours come to you like a train

you are not any of those passengers
waiting to be taken somewhere else

you are upon a different situation
as the train loses its body from its tracks

rams its existence upon a mountain
on some sparks of surprises creating fire

and explosion that shocks the city
with all of them dead

you are not one of them but you are
the one who watches the scene without any emotion

the hours come to you like a body completely numb
there are no more feelings except that peace

that stillness of space like a canvass empty
all white and frame-less against the silence.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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