For Fellow Amateur Poets - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

Riding on winged lines
We shall flock like doves
In the rain
So the fire in our breasts
Shall not die

In the hideout of flowers
Soft reeds and singing marshes
Where the moon sleeps
Throughout the night
We are all watchful eyes

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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