The Cliff....... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

even the cliff
has its own way of becoming
like a river

when the wind touches
its peak
it flows and cannot stop
the fog worries much
how to stop

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015

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