RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12641. It Is Love Still, There Is No Other... 5/21/2012
12642. Self-Talk In That Secret.... 5/21/2012
12643. The Dead Tree At The Center Of Our Garden 5/21/2012
12644. A Bicycle Poem 5/21/2012
12645. All Rise To The Sky 5/21/2012
12646. A Note For Siblings... 5/21/2012
12647. The Last Option.... 5/21/2012
12648. Too Much Thought... 5/21/2012
12649. Sin..... 5/21/2012
12650. Remembering Jong..... 5/21/2012
12651. Sleep As Endline. 5/21/2012
12652. Gladness.... 5/21/2012
12653. In Priaise Of Idleness... 5/22/2012
12654. To Avoid An Explosion 5/24/2012
12655. When You Finally Have Nothing 5/27/2012
12656. The Lstone In The Middle Of The River.... 5/27/2012
12657. It Will Be Necessary 5/27/2012
12658. A Scene After Dinner.... 5/27/2012
12659. A Surprise For Myself.... 5/27/2012
12660. A Preparation... 5/27/2012
12661. Molting Snake Of Nineveh.... 5/27/2012
12662. Love Upon Another Murder 5/27/2012
12663. Engravings Of The Heart 5/28/2012
12664. The Tango And The Finale... 5/28/2012
12665. The Beginning Of Understanding.... 5/28/2012
12666. Be Original... 5/28/2012
12667. Feeling The Lightness Of My Being 5/29/2012
12668. We Are Moving People 5/29/2012
12669. Oroquieta 5/29/2012
12670. A Picture Of Roger Y. 5/29/2012
12671. For C.J. 5/29/2012
12672. The Purpose... 5/29/2012
12673. To The Woman I Once Loved 5/30/2012
12674. Drifters 5/29/2012
12675. An Attempt To Understand God 5/30/2012
12676. A Flow Of An Idea.... 5/30/2012
12677. An Admission Of Weakness 5/31/2012
12678. That Little Pig 6/2/2012
12679. The Past, The Present And The Future 6/2/2012
12680. In The City.... 6/2/2012
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 '

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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