Fractures - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

time has a healthy bone
on the thigh of history
there are moments of fractures
which cannot be healed by joy

some shadows roam the dark
corners of this world
unable to grasp what is happening
there are hints but not enough
to shift the mind
to the other chasm

the emptiness here cannot be understood
by the age of limestone
the fullness there cannot be anticipated
by hallways
more milestones and temporary triumphs
Oh holy Father!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 3, 2010

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