To Write It About Here....... Poem by RIC BASTASA

tokyo as i conceive it
is a busy city

at 5 o'clock in the afternoon
a sea of people
rush to catch up
with the train going home
after a day of
hard work to make a living

we went to another place
where a heritage is kept
where memories are preserved..

old japanese village
an old bridge where a wooden
boat is docked
in an old port
an apple tree is blooming
with flowers


there is a field where rice
is harvested
and where grains are
kept in a granary

there are children there playing
a forgotten game
as mothers watch while fathers
keep plowing a
field which just received rain
last night

there is an old man standing by
the side of an old house
with a gaze towards somewhere
much farther

the silence hereis golden
the moment is precious and then
i begin to write
about it here.....