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On The Other Hand...
The Gospels teach us that our one hand should not
know what the other is doing, this being a lesson in
humility where good acts are concerned. However,
Man corrupts all things to serve its own purpose:
Dead Of Night
I woke up because I heard your voice-
audibly, it was a loud whisper in my ears:
“my baby”... it was no dream
it was too real,
Feast Of Words
These words that I’m writing
are not really my own….

no word belongs to me just
Can You Still See Me, Samson?
Your eyes captured me,
wanted me - You were blinded
by my beauty and wanton…
selling your soul for a
Shocking Pink Underwear
I sometimes wear shocking pink underwear.

It is my act of rebellion against those who
always tell me that I am too pale for bright colours.
Christmas Tree
I made you a Christmas tree because
I knew you wouldn't bother.

I picked the branch myself,
You Never Say My Name
You never say my name

as if you are afraid that
it would bind you to me,
Coffee Poetry
Let us speak words that are
not too challenging...
not too emotive
easy on the tongue
My feet are buried
in sand...
the tide is coming in
and I cannot save
Happy Birthday Ric S. Bastasa
Happy Birthday Ric S. Bastasa

Did your mother know,
when she released you from

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