RIC S. BASTASA


Summer Here - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

lots of sunshine
in my place of
running hills

temperature rises
at 37 degrees
sweat like dew
on the grass in
my forehead
sliding to my
cheek

under the shade
of the Java Plum Tree
i lick jack fruit flavored
Popsicle.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 2, 2010



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