Now The Mysteries Unfold Poem by RIC BASTASA

Now The Mysteries Unfold



the budding is over
the petals start to unfold
and you are there
to see what these
flowers have been
hiding all through
the years of your patient
presence

petals as black as the
hair of a mad woman
scent as foul as dead
rotting fish on the shore

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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