1601. Yes I Too Remember Primary School 8/14/2008
1602. Today I Say Thank You For The Silence 8/14/2008
1603. I Once Wrote About The Bees And The Beehive 8/14/2008
1604. How The Leaves Are Blown By The Wind 8/14/2008
1605. What? Just What Do You Really Mean. Tell Me. 8/15/2008
1606. Two Lovers 8/15/2008
1607. Wasting My Time 8/15/2008
1608. What Is It That Makes Us Stop To Love? 8/15/2008
1609. 4: 39 A.M. 8/15/2008
1610. The Problem 8/15/2008
1611. What I Am To You 8/15/2008
1612. The Words That I Have Not Written 8/16/2008
1613. Back Off 8/16/2008
1614. The Sounds Of Sunday 8/16/2008
1615. Some Reasons Why The Dog Is Chasing Its Own Tail 8/16/2008
1616. From The Bathtub To The Ocean 8/16/2008
1617. Gospel For The Day 8/16/2008
1618. Fear Of Flying 8/17/2008
1619. The Fear Of Loving 8/17/2008
1620. We Keep You Going 8/17/2008
1621. The Flowers In Her Garden 8/17/2008
1622. When We Visit Him 8/17/2008
1623. Clouds Begin To Hang On The Dryland 8/17/2008
1624. This Early Morning 8/17/2008
1625. The Need To Be Broken 8/18/2008
1626. You Are Still You On That Dimming Fading Light 8/18/2008
1627. True Colors 8/18/2008
1628. And Then The Truth Comes To You Like Your Father 8/18/2008
1629. A Turtle Thrown Into The River 8/19/2008
1630. There Will Be No More Flowers 8/19/2008
1631. On A Storny Day While You Are Driving Alone 8/19/2008
1632. A Certain Redness 8/19/2008
1633. Knotty 8/19/2008
1634. I Always Remember That Movie 8/19/2008
1635. The Triumph Of Evil 8/19/2008
1636. Logically It Should Have Been You 8/19/2008
1637. Escape 8/20/2008
1638. The Threat In Mindanao 8/20/2008
1639. Listening To A Beautiful Woman Singing The Songs Of War 8/20/2008
1640. An Old High School Song 8/20/2008
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '


you don't really have to mind
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

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and

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 '


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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