A Destroyed Niche Poem by RIC BASTASA
A Destroyed Niche
what we have here
are trees without leaves
upon these bald mountains
lay those fingers stretching
trying to hold the softness
of blue clouds
the rivers gone
what gazes us is this pool of stones
it is a scene of either
or,
we pack too
looking for another
more, wanting to escape
what we have destroyed
Thursday, March 1, 2012
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