RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

3121. A Suggestion For Humans From A Sleepy Cat 1/31/2009
3122. Bastet 1/31/2009
3123. Automaton 1/31/2009
3124. An Old Dog 1/31/2009
3125. It Is Not You 1/31/2009
3126. I Can Be My Own Galaxy 1/31/2009
3127. A Change 2/1/2009
3128. Lines Of My Hands 2/1/2009
3129. I Once Write To Follow An Idea 2/1/2009
3130. Reasons 2/1/2009
3131. Stuttering 2/1/2009
3132. Little Things 2/1/2009
3133. The Show 2/1/2009
3134. Wrestle Them Out 2/1/2009
3135. The Monkeys 2/1/2009
3136. Mere Passing 2/1/2009
3137. The Worm And The Flower 2/1/2009
3138. The Song Of The Bedouin 2/1/2009
3139. She Is Right 2/1/2009
3140. At 4: 25 In The Morning, About True Love 2/1/2009
3141. Dead Man Meeting 2/1/2009
3142. A Collage Of The Front Page 2/1/2009
3143. It Cannot Hold A Fish 2/1/2009
3144. Mirror, Same Face As Yours 2/2/2009
3145. Still Alive 2/2/2009
3146. All In The Mind 2/2/2009
3147. Cats And Dogs 2/2/2009
3148. Make Everything Brief And Concise 2/2/2009
3149. Justice 2/2/2009
3150. Whatever He Said 2/3/2009
3151. He Got You 2/3/2009
3152. Time And Space 2/3/2009
3153. The Sound Of The Rain 2/3/2009
3154. Trusting You 2/3/2009
3155. Fearless 2/3/2009
3156. It Is Time For Them To Rise 1/29/2009
3157. A Dinner For Two 1/29/2009
3158. Triangular 1/29/2009
3159. A Rectification 2/3/2009
3160. Right Of Passage 2/3/2009

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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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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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