RIC S. BASTASA


Thoughts Of Issa - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

on the surface
of my river
early that morning
a moth
rides upon a
fallen leaf
and then on the
flow of
the streams of my
thought
they are carried
faraway
until nothing
is seen
until nothing is
heard
about all of
them

and then the
the battles of my
heart
shall soon begin


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2013



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