Managing Myself Under The Rain - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

under the moon
i ask myself
the same questions
all over again
not tired
over these redundancies
i ceased upon
a silence
this incorruptible silence
i raised my hands in
to the shadows of the trees
to the sounds
of those frogs
to the heavy rain
to the grass that is invaded by
the flood again
i am wet
but this time
there are no salt
like tears

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 26, 2011

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