Keeping Things Inside Her.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

something inside her is not telling anything
not even to her own mother

perhaps she could have told her husband
to give him a hint of what is really the matter

gorgeous, she wants the word to stay
lovely, lovely her hands sometimes claps

but her whole body says otherwise
it is confused whether to sleep or not

whether to take a walk in the park with a friend
and then tell all, like a child finally sobbing

it is when the rain pours heavily and
there is not any inkling to run for shelter anymore