A Tantrum.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Tantrum....



writing is divine
seeing is mundane

one is purified the
other is soiled

waters from the sky
wash the stains

sighs of the heart
move the stairs

ask the magnetite
what attraction does

everything clings like
nails on the head

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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