RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

4201. A Boat By The Silent Pond 3/20/2009
4202. When The Pen Sits Beside A Paper Doing Nothing 3/20/2009
4203. Destiny 3/20/2009
4204. My White Haired Woman 3/20/2009
4205. Someone Like My Niece 3/20/2009
4206. Bitter 3/20/2009
4207. A White Rose 3/20/2009
4208. At The Time When Mother Left For Ozamis 3/20/2009
4209. Watching The Flowers 3/20/2009
4210. Just When The Rain Stops 3/20/2009
4211. Today I Give Pain Its Freedom 3/20/2009
4212. The Plunge Of The Child In The Old River 3/21/2009
4213. Gratitude 3/21/2009
4214. Comes The Night Of My Life 3/21/2009
4215. If My Heart 3/21/2009
4216. Maalaala Mo Kaya? 3/21/2009
4217. Each Moment 3/21/2009
4218. Pleasing The Body 3/21/2009
4219. I Am A New Word 3/21/2009
4220. In Trying To Reconstruct The Self 3/21/2009
4221. Denial Too Is An Art 3/21/2009
4222. The Waves Of The Sea 3/22/2009
4223. Absurd 3/22/2009
4224. Absurd Continued 3/22/2009
4225. For F.T. 3/22/2009
4226. Not All 3/22/2009
4227. Facts 3/22/2009
4228. White Sea 3/22/2009
4229. Remember That? 3/22/2009
4230. Night Woman 3/22/2009
4231. Surrender 3/17/2009
4232. In Contemplation 3/17/2009
4233. What They Say 3/18/2009
4234. Cold Choco 3/20/2009
4235. Symbolism 3/21/2009
4236. Equation 3/21/2009
4237. Today I Should Have Told You 3/21/2009
4238. A Superstition About A Black Butterfly 3/21/2009
4239. Yellow Daisies Along The Path 3/21/2009
4240. The Early Morning Church Bell 3/22/2009
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

Read the full of ' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

Look Antonia

well, antonia
it is a fact of life

the flowers and weeds
alike adore you like you
were the sun in the garden
of eden

the rivers look for you
the mountains like your coming
and leaving

but look antonia
you are still a nobody
you are not the sun

you are still you
and no one knows you here

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