RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

6401. Roses And Birds 3/6/2010
6402. To Live With The Thorns 3/6/2010
6403. The Mask 3/6/2010
6404. A Story Of Survival 3/6/2010
6405. Yours Is Too Crude 3/6/2010
6406. The Dirty Old Man 3/6/2010
6407. Early This Morning 3/6/2010
6408. Dyslexia 3/6/2010
6409. The Ruins 3/6/2010
6410. Distance 3/6/2010
6411. White Wine 3/6/2010
6412. Alicia 3/7/2010
6413. Like The Sea 3/7/2010
6414. I'Ve Tried That... 3/7/2010
6415. Time And Distance 3/7/2010
6416. Roses Growing In Our Own Prison Walls 3/7/2010
6417. We Know So Well 3/7/2010
6418. How Does It Feel To Fly 3/7/2010
6419. To Rose, Ms. Wounded 3/7/2010
6420. Am At Work 3/7/2010
6421. Just Be Like The Grass 3/8/2010
6422. Unconsumable 3/8/2010
6423. A Second Look 3/8/2010
6424. 5: 20 P.M. 3/8/2010
6425. Unholy Hour 3/8/2010
6426. His Booklover 3/8/2010
6427. It's Another Silent Song 3/8/2010
6428. And Justice Is Done 3/8/2010
6429. Were There Really Diamonds In The Sun? 3/8/2010
6430. Me & U 3/8/2010
6431. Emotional Tools 3/8/2010
6432. A Starry Night 3/8/2010
6433. The Amazing Grace Of God 3/8/2010
6434. I Wonder Where You Are 3/8/2010
6435. The Gay Waiter 3/8/2010
6436. It Is Nice To Know That You Will Spend Your Life With God For All The Days Of Your Life 3/8/2010
6437. Have You Noticed? 3/8/2010
6438. Love Is Everything 3/8/2010
6439. At The Junction 3/8/2010
6440. Implications 3/8/2010
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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