From My Window

from my glass window
at the second floor overlooking the sea
i see big waves arriving on the sandy shore
murky sea waters striking each rock
like teeth gnashing and tongues lashing

the strong winds from the Pacific Ocean
have arrived at the earlier time
Cold and strong and threatening

the trees sway, the leaves fall, the children
are kept at bay inside their houses by their mothers
there is going to be a big typhoon tonight as predicted

i close the window and remember many sad things in my life.
i tell myself, i assure my senses, i am safe now, i am strong now.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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