This Early Morning./..... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

this morning
thoughts come rushing
passengers of
a train on a
rush hour

yet everyone inside
either reads
a book

makes a blank stare
on the window

avoids seeing one

and no one is saying
a word
or two

it is like this
at this hour

i am in a journey
and i have no word to say
to everyone i meet

we are on the same train of
we adore silence
with all respect

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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