The Sounds From Symbols.... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

as i flex my muscles
and raise my hands and
stretch my legs
as you begin to dance
and hum a song
as we make each day
different from the rest of
the days of the world

so must our poems be
so must our lives be

we have decided
when we have typed the first word
upon those symbols
the syllables have given birth
to the much awaited

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

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