RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

2401. Last Night I Was Talking To Myself 11/20/2008
2402. The Origin Of Greed 10/13/2008
2403. A Time To Pause In Silence 10/31/2008
2404. Are They Still Here? 10/31/2008
2405. On The Long Road To Pagadian 11/19/2008
2406. Assume 11/20/2008
2407. Hope 11/20/2008
2408. Fireflies 11/20/2008
2409. The Grey Areas 11/20/2008
2410. The Grey Areas: Revised 11/20/2008
2411. When I Cross The Last Bridge 11/20/2008
2412. An Ode To Marital Music 11/20/2008
2413. We Like To Be Reminded Of Our Presence 11/21/2008
2414. A Stream 11/21/2008
2415. A Dance In Circles 11/21/2008
2416. An Intimacy That We Deny Ourselves 11/21/2008
2417. Closeness 11/21/2008
2418. Light And Lightness Of Our Beings 11/21/2008
2419. Song Of The Kabuki Player 11/22/2008
2420. Dark 11/22/2008
2421. Chance 11/22/2008
2422. An Erotic Man 11/22/2008
2423. When You Touch Me 11/22/2008
2424. Your Eyes 11/22/2008
2425. Os Meus Desejos 11/22/2008
2426. To Kiss Her On The Rain 11/24/2008
2427. Before You Go Away 11/24/2008
2428. An Attempt To Describe 11/24/2008
2429. Some Sailed West 11/24/2008
2430. And There Were Those Who Sailed East 11/24/2008
2431. In One Of Our Travels 11/24/2008
2432. An Insecurity 11/24/2008
2433. This Is Poetry 11/24/2008
2434. Man, I Do Not Really Know If I Have Written Something 11/24/2008
2435. In A Bowl 11/24/2008
2436. Tulo Na Lang Kaadlaw Pista Na Usab Sa Among Lungsod 11/24/2008
2437. Ang Boksidor Nga Walay Daog-Daog 11/24/2008
2438. Tambok Nga Babaye 11/24/2008
2439. Kalibang Sayo Sa Buntag 11/24/2008
2440. Babay Na 11/24/2008

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' 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 ...

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Finally

just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a
gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was

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