March Poem by RIC BASTASA

March



do not generalize the month
of March as the summer sun

there are surprises now with
the idiosyncrasies of time

changes here and there and
everywhere. I have seen this

hot high noon and suddenly
it rains so hard, an overflow

of the canalized emotions &
from the sky there flowed the

flowers for the dead, the songs
of sorrow, live lamentations.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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