RIC BASTASA Poems

in this corner
is this fountain
water spurts as
we gaze
...

it's the lavishness
not the denial
it is the immersion
not the diversion
...

the biggest
tree

what cannot
...

when the naught
cat
pushed the
aquarium
...

the poet
finally lost his
job
the price of oil
...

do not
measure
how weary
your
...

body
i have to
use you
...

the best part
of my day is taking
my ride
to the office
...

the tree
full of fruits
oblige
with the seasons
...

the big window
of the house
by the breakfast
table
...