RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

7401. Vacation Galore 5/7/2010
7402. Overstaying 5/7/2010
7403. An Old College Picture 5/7/2010
7404. Procrastination 5/7/2010
7405. Double Edged 5/7/2010
7406. Cause And Control 5/8/2010
7407. Survival Kit 5/8/2010
7408. The Houseband 5/8/2010
7409. For I Am Not A Number 5/8/2010
7410. I Will Not Be Fooled By Prudence 5/8/2010
7411. A Dry Land 5/8/2010
7412. My Wish For You Now 5/8/2010
7413. Some Things That We Keep Forever 5/8/2010
7414. Getting Over A Failure (For Liza) 5/8/2010
7415. For John On His First Frustration 5/8/2010
7416. My Life Is Just A House And Nothing Else 5/8/2010
7417. For Claribelle 5/8/2010
7418. A Thing 5/8/2010
7419. Shock 5/8/2010
7420. I Don'T Complain 5/8/2010
7421. At 55 5/8/2010
7422. The Yellow Ribbon On The Old Oak Tree 5/8/2010
7423. Drawing A River 5/8/2010
7424. My Brother 5/8/2010
7425. The Grass 5/8/2010
7426. Watching Again The Count Of Monter Cristo 5/9/2010
7427. For Lack Of Confidence 5/9/2010
7428. Longing 5/9/2010
7429. Watching The Chickens 5/9/2010
7430. The Way To Mend A Broken Heart 5/9/2010
7431. The Bags 5/8/2010
7432. The Crickets 5/8/2010
7433. A Group In Prayer 5/8/2010
7434. Mother's Love 5/9/2010
7435. There Are Times 5/9/2010
7436. The Birds 5/9/2010
7437. Edging My Way Up To Success 5/9/2010
7438. After Listening To A Friend 5/9/2010
7439. On The 20th Day 5/9/2010
7440. You Come Spontaneously 5/9/2010
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 '

Finally

just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a
gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was

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