Choices.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Choices....
i pick up
the blue abstraction
it appears like
a boat in the middle
of that think mist
and it is leaving
the port and
then i shake my
head for there is
something green inside
this body of
art
cool so cool like
trees and forests and
rain
soothing sounds of
this miniature
universe inside a
bottle of
transparencies
finally i took the
boat bare and holed
destined for nothing
but shore.
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