Poetry

Poetry

 

Sometimes a poem can mean so much to us , just a line or a verse.  It may be that in the midst of caring for someone pen is put to paper to encapsualte thoughts.  This AASC page contains published poetry and personal unpublished ones.

click on Poems by Lyn Action MesoDay 2014

 

asbestos lungs…

never did i think in my whole
life that i finally found this little niche
where all my molds
could grow admiring its leafless
state, its tiny black spores
infecting surfaces of my books
taking my thoughts
as food needed for
its new colonies
flourishing with a dose
of humanity, this humidity
our own human body…

dead wood, scarred hearts,
asbestos lungs.

RIC S. BASTASA

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