A Morning Trail.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the night had put you
well to sleep. Dead
Tired, you do not even
remember a segment of
that dream.
You wake up, open your
cell phone and begin to read
some poems.
Most of them are all about
suffering, how two women meet
and bleed together, and
not ask any question.
Suffering understands a plight
even without telling.
Two more poems and there
you have imbibed what to
write too.
Poets are inspirations.
Poems are jumping boards
to your early morning dive,
to understand other people's
sorrows and most importantly,
your own.