Dropping A Hello

i will dropp my hello
like a feather
gently to a little space
where you
are thinking like a
very clear pond

such a hello looks
like a geese
floating on water

and then
it leaves

but i hope that its departure
be like
a word that leaves your lips
like a whisper

life should be like that
nothing shattering like a broken
wine glass dropped
by a drunkard at the bar

everyone is looking.
who cares?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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