RIC S. BASTASA


You Can Sleep, Sleep In My Arms.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

Like a baby bird.
Like a broom among brooms...
in a broom closet.
Like a tiny parrot.
Like a whistle.
Like a little song.
A song sung by a forest...
within a forest...
a thousand years ago.

(the unbearable lightness of being)


Comments about You Can Sleep, Sleep In My Arms.... by RIC S. BASTASA

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010



[Report Error]