A Poem That Does Not Make Any Conclusion.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Poem That Does Not Make Any Conclusion....



behind this glass window
is a garden, so green and lush,
and in the room where i am writing,
facing this computer, the hushing
sound of the air conditioning unit
reigns supreme.
the sun at the eleven o 'clock position
clouds that appear like cottons
behind is the light blue horizon
there are no words hanging in there.

Friday, August 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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