As I Work With My Words As Medium - Poem by RIC BASTASA

I want to be profound
Deep, deeper than what i
Can possible swim

But I have seen
The limitations
Of words as medium
Of my thoughts
How can I put the
Color red
Of an apple
In words

Or the scent
Of lavender
In syllables

Here you are
Reading me
And I do not want
To disappoint
You, my reader

I want to create
A world of sensations
For such is the
World of poetry

I have long wanted
You to feel
My sadness in
My loneliness
In a single



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I want you to listen
To me
In the hush of the wind

In syllables

I want you to
Read my joys
In my phrases

I have given
You sentences

I want you to
Be at home
With my words

But these are
Just words
And I must
Have failed
In bringing
Back to life

Your senses
They have long
been dead

words, words, words,

Even this whole
Is not enough

Let me try
On some

Birds falling
Their wings clipped

Leaves blown
Detached from
Their stems

Trees threatened
About the news
Of the coming storms

Oh I am so sorry
Your senses are sleeping

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 27, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, June 27, 2008

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