RIC S. BASTASA


Poems of RIC S. BASTASA

381. 329 2/18/2009
382. 33 2/16/2009
383. 330 2/19/2009
384. 331 2/19/2009
385. 332 2/19/2009
386. 333 2/19/2009
387. 334 2/19/2009
388. 335 2/19/2009
389. 336 2/19/2009
390. 337 2/19/2009
391. 338 2/19/2009
392. 339 2/19/2009
393. 340 2/19/2009
394. 341 2/19/2009
395. 342 2/19/2009
396. 343 2/19/2009
397. 344 2/19/2009
398. 345 2/19/2009
399. 346 2/19/2009
400. 34637 11/26/2013

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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