RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

9601. Posterity? ..... 1/27/2011
9602. Scar On Your Left Arm... 1/27/2011
9603. For Those Who Wish To Die Younger... 1/27/2011
9604. Tragedy... 1/27/2011
9605. Another For Poetry's Sake... 1/27/2011
9606. Victims Of The Search For Excellence.. 1/27/2011
9607. After Having Written Poems Late At Night... 1/27/2011
9608. The Simme And The Big Ouch... 1/27/2011
9609. The Simmer And The Big Ouch... 1/27/2011
9610. Thine Own Eyes... 1/27/2011
9611. Normally Possible... 1/27/2011
9612. Anne Sexton... 1/27/2011
9613. Copy Copycat... 1/27/2011
9614. Music Maestro! ... 1/27/2011
9615. No One Steps Twice On The River Of Life... 1/27/2011
9616. Asking Cynthia... 1/27/2011
9617. Back To The River Of Time... 1/27/2011
9618. The Professor... 1/29/2011
9619. De-Stressing A Point... 1/29/2011
9620. The Child, The Man And The Old Man.... 1/29/2011
9621. The Red Ant And The Dead Leaf... 1/29/2011
9622. The Worst Enemy... 1/29/2011
9623. To A Friend On The Other Side Of The Earth... 1/29/2011
9624. A Place... 1/31/2011
9625. 50th... 1/31/2011
9626. Letting In Sounds, Light, Images... 1/31/2011
9627. Something Nuclear... 1/31/2011
9628. Forgetting...... 1/31/2011
9629. Missing The Muddy Pair Of Shoes.... 1/31/2011
9630. Crazy Notebook... 1/31/2011
9631. Soul, Life... 1/31/2011
9632. She Carried It Gladly Beyond.... 1/31/2011
9633. Add Vice.... 1/31/2011
9634. That Spot.... 1/31/2011
9635. The Mocking Bird On The Tree Fronting The House... 1/31/2011
9636. To Each Own Uniqueness... 1/23/2011
9637. Reflection 88.. 1/23/2011
9638. The Martyr.... 1/23/2011
9639. What I Think..... 1/23/2011
9640. A Saying.... 1/23/2011
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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