Death Of A Loved One Poem by RIC BASTASA

everything cages cannot be caged forever.
love for instance, it finally goes out looking for its rightful place.
it is not our hands
never our heads, sometimes they stay temporarily in our hearts
but time has claws
sharp claws and time knows when to snatch
not us,
love is taken away and we are feeling the
aghast of love 's loss.
love does not know how to stop however
there are always substitutes
and we must begin to notice love again
in another form

we pack away old clothes of lovers gone
anything that make us remember
we put in the mezzanine to be covered with dust
and be a friend to the cobwebs

this is how to survive, lose love welcome love
moving on that moves us perhaps is a cliche
facts are fact
the faces of love are like our faces
laughter now smirks later

an empty hole must be filled for the meantime even with air
for us to feel full again

welcome love, welcome lust, put another flower in that empty vase
open the curtain and see the morning sun
whistle a song if you can
open the door and try seeing a bee in that garden of flowers
a butterfly
at night, the fireflies.