The Reasons - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

tired of the buzzing of the word
he gives flesh to it

even wings
and so the bees

the words are empty like
a vacant room

or an abandoned
cottage in one of those
untamed forest

one can do
something as he does
after so many

when words are just
wind or air or static space
he plants a tree
and leaves become

flowers arrive as buds
and butterflies
of variant colors
arrive as

must you remember
how the void is filled
with light and there was light

how the islands come
dotting the seas?

who likes a void, an empty space?
even God
dislikes it

we are here
because of that.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 9, 2011

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