Chopin Early Morning Poem by RIC BASTASA

Chopin Early Morning

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it is a luxury for me here
listening to chopin

i got no cuts or burns
no wounds

nothing bizarre or catastrophic
or calamitous

this is a life
relaxed on a saturday

i do not have to go
anywhere

to look for chopin or
his impostors to soothe

me, i claim no grief anyhow
or a malady

got no sickness to cure
or a problem to solve

at this point in time
papa used to say

we shall do nothing but
listen

he was talking about
those wild birds singing

in the forest, where
at the middle of it

he lived the life of
a tarzan

got his vines and knife
a recently butchered

boar, while he struts
giving us all the awe

for he wants us to do
nothing ona saturday

far, far, far away from
home, far, far away from

mama, who in her own
brave life, says, i could

care less, what happens
to him, whether he lives

in the heavens or in
hell. yes, yes, hell.

so here i am
listening for once

upon a luxury of a chopin
winging birds, hushing leaves.

Friday, November 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 10 November 2017

Listening to chopin is luxurious definitely and this is amazing! ..10

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