RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

6121. The Island Tryst In My Mind A Long Time Ago 12/22/2012
6122. Without A Hitch 12/22/2012
6123. It Is The Loneliness That Writes So Well.... 12/22/2012
6124. For Godmother Who Is Still Alive At 85 12/22/2012
6125. Poetry And Politics And Law 12/22/2012
6126. Apart..... 12/22/2012
6127. Till The End Of My Own Time 12/24/2012
6128. On Compromises Of Life 12/24/2012
6129. When Dreams Are Born 12/24/2012
6130. On The Stormy Days Of Our Lives 12/25/2012
6131. Afternoon Break 12/18/2012
6132. The Travels Of Thoughts 12/18/2012
6133. The Last Beauty That We Take With Us 12/18/2012
6134. Nameless In The History Of Time 12/18/2012
6135. The Hamlets Of Our Time 12/18/2012
6136. Tranquility Of The Mountain And The Fog 12/25/2012
6137. Christmas 2012 12/25/2012
6138. Imitating God 12/25/2012
6139. The Lady At Your Side 12/26/2012
6140. Naked Beauty.... 12/26/2012
6141. The Samal Connection 12/30/2012
6142. For Love And Life Must Go On And On.... 12/30/2012
6143. The Meaning Of Distance 12/30/2012
6144. The First Morning Of 2013 12/31/2012
6145. Plena 12/31/2012
6146. On The Surface Of Things 1/1/2013
6147. Assurances For 2013 1/1/2013
6148. On The 18th Year Of Marriage 1/1/2013
6149. Seeing The Little Girl Inside The Lady's Body 1/2/2013
6150. You Are Prometheus 1/2/2013
6151. Choices For 2013 1/2/2013
6152. Time And You 1/3/2013
6153. The Slow Happy Death 1/3/2013
6154. The Lie.... 1/4/2013
6155. Forlorn Dreamer 1/4/2013
6156. Do Not Bother Anymore 1/3/2013
6157. Likewise Love.... 1/5/2013
6158. To The Curious Friend.... 1/5/2013
6159. At That Wrong Hour 1/5/2013
6160. I Have Become Sore.... 1/5/2013
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

This Country Is Ours, The Philippines, For You Brother Pinoy

And we shall not leave
This country we shall build

Because it is ours
Throughout the golden hours

Here we belong
For quite long

Our great forefather
Was buried here

And though in poverty
We must stay

As we enjoy what we have
Under the sun we love

The coolness of the moon
We all swoon and don

We shall be proud as a tree
We enjoy our liberty

We shall live we shall die
There is no reason to cry

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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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