RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

1161. A Sunday 6/21/2008
1162. Shivering 6/21/2008
1163. Welcome 6/21/2008
1164. Mellowing Down 6/21/2008
1165. The Poem At The Tip Of Your Tongue 6/21/2008
1166. Sunday, Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday...... 6/21/2008
1167. I Want To Go Over There 6/21/2008
1168. The Party Is Over 6/21/2008
1169. In Your Cave 6/21/2008
1170. Mutuality 6/21/2008
1171. Flattery And Praise 6/21/2008
1172. He Is Happy 6/21/2008
1173. Instructions From The Wise 6/21/2008
1174. You Have No Particular Reason For Being Happy 6/21/2008
1175. For Sympathy 6/22/2008
1176. For Enriqueta 6/22/2008
1177. I Too, Like An Unfinished Poem 6/22/2008
1178. Empathy 6/22/2008
1179. Tell Me 6/22/2008
1180. At The Port Of Kolambugan 6/20/2008
1181. A Mountain Skyline 6/20/2008
1182. Seeds 6/20/2008
1183. We Keep The Pain Inside Us 6/20/2008
1184. From Our Heads Like Gods We Give Birth To Others 6/20/2008
1185. You Should Have Finished His Unfinished Poem 6/20/2008
1186. Happy Endings 6/20/2008
1187. My Visitors This Morning 6/20/2008
1188. To Write Your Poems The Easy Way 6/20/2008
1189. Storms 6/20/2008
1190. Things That May Greet You One Day 6/21/2008
1191. Calling For Help 6/21/2008
1192. Noon Break Eroticism 6/15/2008
1193. Hep Hep Hurray 6/16/2008
1194. The One Who Notices The Earthworms 6/16/2008
1195. More Shall Be Written 6/16/2008
1196. On And On And On 6/22/2008
1197. Wall And Wall And Wall Upon A Wall 6/22/2008
1198. A Ripe Mango 6/23/2008
1199. Poetry Blog 6/23/2008
1200. And Now.... 6/23/2008
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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