RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

5961. When I Arrive There..... 8/11/2012
5962. Basking Under The Sun On A Sunday Morning 8/11/2012
5963. Perhaps.... 8/12/2012
5964. Candid And Fearless 8/12/2012
5965. One Night In Monte Alegre 8/21/2012
5966. Lakewood, In August 8/21/2012
5967. Forgiving Thoughts 8/21/2012
5968. Old Poetry 8/21/2012
5969. Feel It And Be Real 8/21/2012
5970. The Paradox Between Us 8/22/2012
5971. So Many Silences 8/22/2012
5972. Whatever Happened To The Marriages Of Figaro 8/22/2012
5973. Upon A Day Of Reckoning 8/22/2012
5974. Upon Being Numb 8/22/2012
5975. Our Common Bond 8/24/2012
5976. It Has Always Been A Struggle 8/25/2012
5977. Our Hiding Place... 8/25/2012
5978. So I Can Be What I Must Be 8/25/2012
5979. Notes From Mambukal 8/29/2012
5980. That Room 8/29/2012
5981. Quintessence 8/29/2012
5982. A White Butterfly And The Written Words 8/29/2012
5983. When We Are In It Together 8/29/2012
5984. A Tribute For Nothing At All 8/29/2012
5985. To Earth 8/29/2012
5986. Or Existence 8/29/2012
5987. Bacolod 2012 8/29/2012
5988. A Situation Like Yours 8/31/2012
5989. There Is Never A Home For A Vagabond 8/31/2012
5990. The Pool That Once Was Clean 9/2/2012
5991. What Could Have Been Forgotten 9/2/2012
5992. Monkey Business... 8/12/2012
5993. The Teasing Moon.... 8/12/2012
5994. The Moment Has Come 8/12/2012
5995. A Certain Happening 8/12/2012
5996. The Monument Of All Our Wrongs 8/12/2012
5997. Here, Here My Dear 8/12/2012
5998. A Warning To A Closure 8/21/2012
5999. What We Mean.... 9/3/2012
6000. Landscapes Of Ironies 9/3/2012

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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 ...

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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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