In A While..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

In A While.....



old age
had taken its toll

wrinkled face like
folding waves

to shore, gnarled
hands

(did you molt?
snake)

emaciated figure
like philosophical
woman

i smell cigar in
your lips

some teeth are
missing


The Cheeks speak
well of the
truth.

i never ask
If you are happy.

My clock
tells time correctly
once

In a while.

Saturday, February 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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