<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490061" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Just One Of Those Days Really...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes, there were eternally bleeding palms<br>Pio, do you remember the name? <br>astigmatic, and there were those many names<br>many images, so many mirages and<br>desert suns, oasis, camels, Bedouins, <br>scimitars of the past conversations<br>the origami of storks and ponds<br>there was this chines frog who made it to the seven rivers<br>that koi that turned into a dragon guarding the eunuch of the empire<br>so many words said and you think<br>those were wastes, they never had any meaning at all<br>except that gullibility of the gulls<br>but who knows, you maybe wrong ultimately for dismissing<br>some facades of poems<br>people are poets and they cannot tell you the meanings of surfaces<br>submarines go deeper and will not announce its resurfacing<br>corals there, colored fish, pearls, sunken treasures of the past<br>who knows, there may be real stories there<br>hands that bury metaphors<br>euphemisms that actually carry truth between the legs<br>of their syllables</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you should have known better and when you believe all these at once<br>i tell you, you were never wrong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is just one of those days, when words are more real.<br>i never regret having said them, drawn the lines, and fortified my forts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490061" data-title="Just One Of Those Days Really... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="yes, there were eternally bleeding palms Pio, do you remember the name? astigmatic, and there were those many names many images, so many mirages and desert suns, oasis, camels, Bedouins, scimitars of the past conversations the origami of storks ..."></div> </div> </div>

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