Your Window Is Open And You Gaze Into A World Abandoned Poem by RIC BASTASA

outside the wind howls and the skies are dark
and the roads are empty
your window is open and you gaze into a world
abandoned and then you create what is not there

the stars appear and some birds are late for their
roosting pass you by like a group of leaves blown by
the western wind and then you make the rain
in your mind, as the frogs begin to croak as the
fireflies take shade around the tree facing your house
and the crickets too, on the bushes, make their songs.