RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

1401. Shanghaied 7/14/2008
1402. Thorns 7/14/2008
1403. The Lamb Of God 7/14/2008
1404. Ratatoulie 7/14/2008
1405. Leaves Of Rice 7/14/2008
1406. No Crime In Here Jean 7/14/2008
1407. When I Make Love Tonight 7/14/2008
1408. Now I Know Why She Loves Dogs 7/14/2008
1409. He Knows The Cadena De Amor 7/14/2008
1410. And Why Are You Staying Late Too Tonight? 7/14/2008
1411. 11: 13 P.M. 7/14/2008
1412. Your Intent 7/14/2008
1413. 6 O'Clock In The Morning At Knas Gym 7/15/2008
1414. To The Person I Love 7/15/2008
1415. A Lust Story 7/15/2008
1416. To Change Me? 7/15/2008
1417. Life As Sequencing 7/16/2008
1418. Daily 7/16/2008
1419. On A White Bench 7/16/2008
1420. The Sound Of The Rain One Day In July 7/17/2008
1421. The Sound Of My Footsteps 7/17/2008
1422. On The 26th Of July 7/17/2008
1423. Copycat Thoughts 7/17/2008
1424. Really, I Am In A Bad Time Of My Life 7/17/2008
1425. Let Us Dance The Tinikling Then 7/17/2008
1426. When You Welcome Me 7/17/2008
1427. Only For You 7/17/2008
1428. Play Me A Whisper 7/17/2008
1429. The Feather Of Yuri 7/17/2008
1430. The Songs Of The Canadian Canary 7/17/2008
1431. What Those Who Leave First Really Leave Us 7/17/2008
1432. If I Too Has To Pick A Part Of You 7/17/2008
1433. Shy 7/17/2008
1434. A Lovely Pair 7/17/2008
1435. Making A Match 7/17/2008
1436. Ahhhhhhhhh, Ariel The Wind Is Joining In 7/17/2008
1437. Answer And Reply 7/17/2008
1438. The Sparrow 7/17/2008
1439. Your Struggles And My Own 7/18/2008
1440. Seed, Qou Vadis? 7/18/2008

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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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