They Are Waiting - Poem by RIC BASTASA

let us not be defeated by
silly matters
those that make boats sink
that swallow souls
of men
into the deepest crevices
of hell

we are not destined to be losers
sing again: we are the champions

float for a while
while the ports are not visible
to the eye

sight the better destinations
islands teeming with coconut trees
white sand beaches
look out there
there they are the dancing ladies
clad in yellow
soft and slender

they're waving their hands
to embrace us

neophytes of love....

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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