RIC S. BASTASA


Violin In Tokyo - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

comes a blue
butterfly in this garden
without leaves

neither buds
as they refuse to bloom
into flowers of

May how come how daring
shall this blue butterfly
turn into a tail of
a dragon turning itself into
the passive
tendrils of cadena de amor
vines
along the rusty trellis to
one of the fences of
an old city where

imagination turn fools into
red dotted
coy kois silenced in the
smallness of
the pond

this city was bombed
and all the dead children and
women
offered in the name
of peace.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Comments about Violin In Tokyo by RIC S. BASTASA

  • Shakil Ahmed (12/5/2015 6:41:00 AM)


    this city was bombed
    and all the dead children and
    women
    offered in the name
    of peace. - - Beautiful lines, well expressed poem, thanks
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  • Paul Brookes (12/5/2015 6:20:00 AM)


    A great story told great rhythm and tempo felt elastic on the tongue with good word use Enjoyed Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2015



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