RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

16441. The Intervals 7/24/2010
16442. Conceit (2) 7/24/2010
16443. Pee Itch 7/24/2010
16444. Sometime Sometimes 7/25/2010
16445. Evasion Of A Tearful Story 7/25/2010
16446. Swift Times 7/25/2010
16447. This Is Think I Know 7/26/2010
16448. The Black Stool 7/26/2010
16449. A Straight Line 7/26/2010
16450. How Is It? 7/26/2010
16451. The Eye Of The Storm 7/26/2010
16452. The Problem With You 7/26/2010
16453. Sorry But I Don'R Follow Instructions 7/26/2010
16454. The Wined 7/26/2010
16455. Please Read This Poem 7/26/2010
16456. This Is The Next Page 7/26/2010
16457. This Is A Funny Poem 7/26/2010
16458. A Dying Man 7/29/2010
16459. The Fruits Of Sleep 7/29/2010
16460. The Neighborhood At Night 7/31/2010
16461. The Old Place Of Sin 7/31/2010
16462. In The Middle Of The Busy Hour 7/31/2010
16463. Watching 7/31/2010
16464. Sturdy 7/31/2010
16465. Between Two Moons 7/31/2010
16466. Poetry Redefined 7/31/2010
16467. When You Finally Said No 7/31/2010
16468. Little Things Crawling Inside Your Mind 7/31/2010
16469. What Is These All About? 7/31/2010
16470. The Impression 7/31/2010
16471. Authenticity (And The Ocean) 7/31/2010
16472. A Beautiful Rainbow 7/31/2010
16473. The Blue Roses Of July 7/11/2010
16474. Knowing You Knowing Me 7/14/2010
16475. The Fat Daughter Who Plays Beethoven 7/14/2010
16476. Alicia Nuncamas 8/1/2010
16477. Another Question For You 8/1/2010
16478. A Confusing Story 8/1/2010
16479. The Cat That Could Not Find A Rat 8/1/2010
16480. For Joji On Terminal Cancer 8/2/2010

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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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