Feelings Creep Like Vines On A Trellis - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

you are an embroidery
upon a cloth
and everyday your hand moves with
the needle and the colored threads
as you rely on the rhythm of your

the picture is incomplete
feelings creep like vines on a trellis
and one sunny day
be excited

a bud turns into a flower
a butterfly flutters and lands silently in one of your petals

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014

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