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Do You Like My Verse?

yes, the diary, of some events though too personal about some
rifts between brothers, my brother and i,
am so patient, till the end, though i am older and mild mannered always
seeking to understand the gap of
ten years, practically he belonging to another strange generation
while i keep my mouth shut
my mind open to him: as i reduce him to prose and elevate him
further to poetry, and i am glad you like
this poetry of brothers reaching a conciliation
like some great movies
about brothers karamazov
and their anna kareninas or yes, yes, lady chatterly's
or emma
you never know grace, unlike tina she is not a brown dog
but the brown prima donna of my life

love lost and brothers fighting over some little wars of their hearts
do not attempt to understand
this is purely a private matter of the bastasa family,
rocky maribujoc, roots of molave trees, some streams of consciousness
always coming to my mind

a diary, a poem, a story that i want to tell
maybe tomorrow, or may be not at all, it will cost me a lot of pain
some unbearable lightness of my being
sadness, and hidden laughters stored for another year
like wine, well more of like, vinegar actually

oh, wasting your time, as i do waste mine, on words
maybe wisdom of saying what we want to say in our minds
like a river flowing and we intend to just watch
and not take the plunge

the plunge, the way we get wet, the way our bodies
fit with wet clothes all together revealing some hidden private parts
that other may find too flimsy

well, as i am telling you, this is my poetry, a flow, a river running steadily
to the deep blue sea
and yes,

shall we take the necessary plunge
just to check if we really know how to swim how to survive and not just

write poetry hoping that they may believe our quest for sincerity
and then let me still ask

if you like my verse, a stream of unconsciousness still coping up
what to do
with our messy lives

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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