RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

5841. A Conversation With Desire 12/6/2009
5842. A Long Time Ago 12/6/2009
5843. That Tryst Worth Forgetting 12/6/2009
5844. Love Oh Love 12/8/2009
5845. To My New Object Of Affection 12/8/2009
5846. The Kiss Of The Spider 12/8/2009
5847. A Matter To Choose To Write This Morning 12/9/2009
5848. An Observation 12/9/2009
5849. Getting Used To Uncertainties 12/9/2009
5850. At The Beach One Early Morning 12/9/2009
5851. Here In The Desert 12/9/2009
5852. Someone Says (2) 12/10/2009
5853. All Our Lives 12/10/2009
5854. At A Certain Distance 12/10/2009
5855. My Only Fear 12/10/2009
5856. Last Night With The Stars 12/10/2009
5857. This Poem Assures You That.... 12/10/2009
5858. Your Mandate 12/10/2009
5859. Last Night The Stars Were So Many 12/10/2009
5860. Entering The Hall 12/10/2009
5861. Our Obligations Towards This World 12/10/2009
5862. Silence Is Power 12/10/2009
5863. Utility And Futility 12/11/2009
5864. When You Say You Love Me You Need Not Mean It 12/11/2009
5865. The Facts 12/11/2009
5866. That Movie 12/12/2009
5867. Under The Acacia Tree 12/12/2009
5868. A Discovery 12/12/2009
5869. What Makes Us Close 12/13/2009
5870. Editing Bukowski, Without His Permission 12/14/2009
5871. A Chat Of Hope 12/6/2009
5872. Concealed 12/6/2009
5873. On The Barrenness Of The Desert 12/6/2009
5874. Everythign Happens For A Reason 12/7/2009
5875. Destiny Is Silent And We Shall Follow 12/7/2009
5876. After The Killing 12/8/2009
5877. Of Red Roses And White Daisies 12/8/2009
5878. Coming Home 11/2/2009
5879. Secrecy 11/2/2009
5880. Vapid 11/4/2009
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 '

Ephemeral

A red hibiscus that blooms
In the morning
Closes, wilts, in the afternoon,
You expect another one of its kind tomorrow,
A china rose,
Your night life,
At the outdoor café, sitting on light fabricated
Silver chairs, sipping tea, puffing smoke, sipping
Margarita, gazing

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