RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12361. Why Must I Fear? 4/19/2012
12362. Beauty And Mystery 4/19/2012
12363. Dusts................. 4/19/2012
12364. When We Soar 4/19/2012
12365. About The Beautiful Woman With Angels On Her Hair 4/19/2012
12366. Untrammelled 4/19/2012
12367. Th Monkey Island.... 4/19/2012
12368. The Wall Clock And The Stairs.... 4/19/2012
12369. Witt 4/19/2012
12370. Contagious..... 4/19/2012
12371. When You Find It, Burn It.... 4/19/2012
12372. United In Pain 4/19/2012
12373. The Blind Woman........ 4/19/2012
12374. My Illusion.... 4/19/2012
12375. A Need For Redemption 4/20/2012
12376. Lame Ducks 4/19/2012
12377. A Confession... 4/20/2012
12378. Mine Doesn'T 4/20/2012
12379. Mr. Mutant 4/20/2012
12380. That Quest For Excellence Against Your Previous Self.... 4/20/2012
12381. Life And The Trees 4/20/2012
12382. Burying He Dead Man 4/21/2012
12383. Forgetting A Lot Of Things.... 4/21/2012
12384. Murmur Upon A Self During The Party Meeting Some Unauthentic People On The Row 4/21/2012
12385. Falling Upon A Cliff 4/21/2012
12386. Eulogy For Caloyski 4/21/2012
12387. In The Home Of My Silence 4/21/2012
12388. Death Wish Revised 4/21/2012
12389. Deathwishes 4/21/2012
12390. At A Reunion Party.... 4/22/2012
12391. Into My Own Privacy.... 4/22/2012
12392. A Metaphor For Myself..... 4/22/2012
12393. Beach Neighbor 4/22/2012
12394. After Life 4/22/2012
12395. About The Shadows 4/22/2012
12396. Fleeting Moment 4/22/2012
12397. An Early Morning Walk 4/22/2012
12398. The Killer Of Poetry 4/22/2012
12399. The Nature Of Freedom 4/22/2012
12400. The Unfriendly Woman Next House 4/23/2012

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' 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 ...

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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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