Those Ripe Grapes.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
Those Ripe Grapes....
this morning they arrive as
bunches of ripe violet glossy grapes
and i am constrained to receive them
with all grace
though i made a promise not to
eat a piece
i only draw them on a piece of
paper
someone may paint them for me
so i can keep them all
like loved ones
and then after this short moment
i put them in a basket and give them
all
to whoever pass me by...
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