RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

8601. Grandma 6/7/2008
8602. When You Begin To Speak With Your Heart 6/7/2008
8603. Giving Back 6/7/2008
8604. Stepping On The Stairs 6/7/2008
8605. You Have Travelled The Distant Places Of This World 6/7/2008
8606. What We Write Are On The Ground Still Alive 6/7/2008
8607. A Call From Jolo 6/6/2008
8608. When We Are Left Alone In The House 6/8/2008
8609. You Bet On Another Day 6/8/2008
8610. I Still Have Fear Getting Out Of The Circle 6/8/2008
8611. I Watch The Sun Setting On Top Of Dark Trees 6/8/2008
8612. Some Lives Are Destined To Be Wasted 6/8/2008
8613. Outside Inside The Circle, Does It Really Matter? 6/8/2008
8614. You Want To Help Death Take You Earlier 6/8/2008
8615. The Answer 6/8/2008
8616. On A Conversation Like This 6/9/2008
8617. After A Nice Evening Of Poetry Reading 6/9/2008
8618. Soap 6/9/2008
8619. On Your Wedding Day 6/9/2008
8620. Just Qouting 6/9/2008
8621. Yes, My Poems Are Imaginary 6/9/2008
8622. The Love That You Can Offer To The Broken Woman 6/9/2008
8623. This Puppy In My Heart 6/9/2008
8624. The Poem That Makes You Alive 6/9/2008
8625. Agusan Marshland 6/9/2008
8626. Throwing A Coin In That Beggar's Bowl 6/10/2008
8627. Vine 6/10/2008
8628. Praise 6/10/2008
8629. I Did Not Know That He Has Become Serious In His Poetry Writing 6/10/2008
8630. When They Got Married 6/10/2008
8631. Speak About The Love She Gave You 6/10/2008
8632. My World 6/10/2008
8633. Dead Leaves 6/10/2008
8634. I, Too, Do Not Want Any Friends For Money 6/10/2008
8635. All Right 6/10/2008
8636. You Ask Me If I Am Sad… 6/11/2008
8637. To A Friend Somewhere In Chicago 6/11/2008
8638. Fixed And To Be Not Able To Move And Go Beyond 6/11/2008
8639. In My World Of Work 6/11/2008
8640. Of Songs And Poems And Solitude 6/11/2008
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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