Hanging Like A Cloud On The Arm Of A Cliff Poem by RIC BASTASA

Hanging Like A Cloud On The Arm Of A Cliff



you were so calm
like a white cumulus hanging on the arm of a cliff
beside the branch of
a tree where a little black bird
sings

below you
i am the gray pebble watching
listening

amazed
on a miniature world
complete.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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