Forgive My Lead, But... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Forgive My Lead, But...



Forgive my Lead,
but i am just a cloud rising
and then
by chance the strong
wind
may blow me
north
when i merely want
to stay
wanting to get rid
of this rain

pregnant with
vapor
i am feeling so heavy

i rise at first
because i am as light
as hydrogen
gas


but soon i will fall
as storm
and acidic
rain.

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