RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

6841. Mistaking Paint For Faint 4/22/2010
6842. To Write A Poem That Hurts Somebody 4/22/2010
6843. What Did The Wind Tell The Rose? 4/22/2010
6844. Getting Close To Me 4/22/2010
6845. Living Alone 4/22/2010
6846. The Message Straight From The Heart 4/22/2010
6847. Happy Earthday 4/22/2010
6848. There Must Be Nothing Complicated 4/22/2010
6849. Morning 4/22/2010
6850. Her Stare 4/22/2010
6851. Cultural Lapse 4/22/2010
6852. My Grief 4/22/2010
6853. This Is All About Like 4/22/2010
6854. She Wears A Scarf 4/22/2010
6855. A Touch Of Class 4/22/2010
6856. A Worm Edging Throug A Leaf 4/22/2010
6857. Touching You 4/22/2010
6858. Books 4/22/2010
6859. I Say Thank You 4/22/2010
6860. Why Do People That We Love Die? 4/22/2010
6861. Our Eyes 4/22/2010
6862. And What Did The Red Queen Say To Alice? 4/22/2010
6863. So Long Lonesome 4/22/2010
6864. Crisp And Short And Stunning 4/22/2010
6865. I Like This To Be Frank And Simple 4/22/2010
6866. What My Teacher Once Said Was This 4/22/2010
6867. The Flower In The Living Room 4/22/2010
6868. In The Silence Of The Night 4/22/2010
6869. The Poem As A Treasure 4/22/2010
6870. The Mind That Is Inside Your Skull 4/22/2010
6871. Rise You Must Rise My Friend 4/22/2010
6872. Around You Days Hold You In An Embrace 4/22/2010
6873. Butting In 4/22/2010
6874. How Days Are With You? 4/22/2010
6875. Little Lives 4/22/2010
6876. Sensitivity 4/20/2010
6877. When I Look At You Naked In Bed 4/20/2010
6878. My Love, My Only Love 4/20/2010
6879. Untitled 28 4/20/2010
6880. How Can You Be Like This? 4/20/2010
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 '

The Mirror Self....

and the day comes
when you finally write this one
it looms here
inside the heart for such a long
long time
until it finally comes out
telling you its name
its origins
its hang-ups and dreams
and you gaze at it all with pity
and it smiles at you
full of understanding saying its
name so sounding just like you...

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