The Black Bird - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the black bird flies
and loses itself in the darkness of
the night
not stopping going beyond
wanting to find the star

tired it stops for rest on top
of the highest cliff
looking the plains below
house like dots

and lonely perhaps but strong and
tonight it starts again
its journey
to nowhere

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 4, 2010

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