On A Blurred Vision Poem by RIC BASTASA

On A Blurred Vision



on a foggy hillside
there are white patches
from far
they look like
mushrooms

then i hear the
sound of thunder

suddenly they all
fly away

oh, the white herons
again!

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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