And Should Not Be Spoken Again Poem by RIC BASTASA

and there is the envy
how most of them
remember their fathers

sweet and memorable
those hugs and pats

strong braces of the
house
running horses on the
mountain trails

waterfalls and pools and
sails at sea and blue skies

some write otherwise and
remember sad plights of birds

and cracking of chinaware
and snapping of rubber bands

and blackouts and breaking
of beer bottles and

spanking of butts and
hurting women

some sad sensibilities
which we should not have been
remembered

which must remain hazy
and should not be spoken again