RIC S. BASTASA


That Old Water Well In Olingan - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

it is far
from civilization
only a few
have reached
there

it is deep
and full and
my genealogy
source of
survival

i go back there
again
refreshed and
thirst
quenched
for its memories

mother bathing a
boy
horse drinking
from a pail
natives filling
their drums
maidens singing
and men
wooing them
for a night of
love
after

when the needy have
left
to take their much
needed rest

there the well
stays
sighing
but meaningfully
filled

it has served
so well
less the selfishness
of all
men.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 21, 2013


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