RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12361. Just Wait.... 4/13/2012
12362. Not Even A Memory... 4/13/2012
12363. There Will Be No Words So Accurate Perhaps... 4/13/2012
12364. The Storm In My Sea Finally Subsided..., 4/13/2012
12365. How I Can Smell Like Dusts And Molds.... 4/13/2012
12366. A Boy And The Snake And The Tree That Cures... 4/13/2012
12367. The Only Way To Understand What We Have Been Talking About... 4/13/2012
12368. Making The Choices... 4/13/2012
12369. To Be Candid With You.... 4/13/2012
12370. After A Week Of Turbulence.... 4/13/2012
12371. Couple In Their 50s 4/14/2012
12372. The Independent Woman.... 4/14/2012
12373. Concealing That Nocturnal Existence.... 4/15/2012
12374. Thank The Illusion, It Has Given You Life... 4/16/2012
12375. Bland.....Illusion... 4/16/2012
12376. The Earthly Bias.... 4/16/2012
12377. Shying Away From Shakespeare 4/16/2012
12378. After Having Killed The Mockingbird.... 4/16/2012
12379. Poetry 2011 4/16/2012
12380. Inside Your Great Self.... 4/16/2012
12381. A Little Comment About Greatness 4/16/2012
12382. Creating Your Own Meaning 4/16/2012
12383. A View Of The Stairs.... 4/17/2012
12384. Our Shelter Is The Purpose Of Our Creation 4/17/2012
12385. We Are Here, And That Is Good Enough For Us... 4/17/2012
12386. The Light Without A Switch Off 4/17/2012
12387. Pleasure And Shame.... 4/17/2012
12388. The Laws Of Life..... 4/17/2012
12389. A Black Box, A Key And The Stinking Guest. 4/8/2012
12390. Our Only Hope.... 4/8/2012
12391. Playing In The Dark Beside The Full Moon 4/8/2012
12392. Hackneyed 4/8/2012
12393. Coping Up With The Realities Of This Earth... 4/9/2012
12394. Holding On, Just To Be Alive... 4/8/2012
12395. The Strong Hands That Touched Four Breasts.... 4/10/2012
12396. The Loneliness Of The Untiring Writer 4/10/2012
12397. Entertaining Two Grieving Guests... 4/14/2012
12398. Vincent Van Gogh 4/14/2012
12399. I Don'T Anymore.... 4/14/2012
12400. A Sculpture Of Human Stone 4/17/2012
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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