RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

12881. The Man Under The Sunshine At 9 O'Clock In The Morning 7/23/2012
12882. Its Head Trying To Bite Its Own Tail Tasting Its Own Blood 7/25/2012
12883. My Corazon 7/25/2012
12884. What We Have Not Yet Understood Because It Still Not Within Our Power 7/25/2012
12885. A Little Treatise On Writing 7/14/2012
12886. The Emptiness That Eats Poems, And Yet Still Hungry 7/15/2012
12887. It Is Dawn That Tells The Truth 7/15/2012
12888. Emptiness Is Both An Illusion And An Irony 7/15/2012
12889. A Rural View Of My Village 7/15/2012
12890. The Self-Preservation Instinct Of Poetry 7/16/2012
12891. Amo Ut Invenio 7/16/2012
12892. To A Friend That I Have Only Felt 7/17/2012
12893. Be Ready, It Is Coming 7/16/2012
12894. For Those That I Shall Not Ask Forgiveness 7/17/2012
12895. You Underestimate Pain And Its Thresholds 7/27/2012
12896. A Pebble As Concise As It Is Small And Round Inside Your Palm 7/27/2012
12897. A Stone To Hit Your Forehead 7/27/2012
12898. Self-Defense From Love's Twisted Shape 7/27/2012
12899. Ciphers Of Love Unrequited Because I Am Taken And You Are Already Taken Too 7/27/2012
12900. Renewed Self After Being Broken By Love's Illusion 7/27/2012
12901. The Envy Of Friends 7/29/2012
12902. The Writer In Me 7/29/2012
12903. The Silence Of The Beauty Of The Flowers In The Middle Of The Storm 7/29/2012
12904. Stinking Fool In The Pool 7/29/2012
12905. The Bad, The Worse And The Worst 7/29/2012
12906. To My Muse 7/29/2012
12907. A New Flair 7/30/2012
12908. Previous Worms 7/30/2012
12909. The Period In Your Long Sentence 7/31/2012
12910. A Discovery 7/30/2012
12911. Overrating 7/30/2012
12912. To Change Or Not To Change That Is No Longer The Question For Me 7/31/2012
12913. When I Begin To Read Poetry 7/31/2012
12914. The Best Beginning 7/31/2012
12915. In Praise Of Thee 7/31/2012
12916. Notes From Sergs.... 7/19/2012
12917. Into The Tunnel Of Fantasy 7/19/2012
12918. A Bright And Happy Day For Me 7/19/2012
12919. The Little Boy In My Hometown 7/19/2012
12920. The Moon And Us 7/19/2012
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 '

To Joy......

a bouquet of white
roses which you catches
from the bride
in that grand wedding
lies on the table
because you have forgotten
it, after those laughters
and joyous
conversations

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