RIC S. BASTASA


Poems of RIC S. BASTASA

14881. what a wasted look 5/19/2010
14882. what about us? 4/21/2008
14883. what about you? 5/5/2008
14884. what am i? 9/27/2010
14885. what am i? ..... 1/13/2011
14886. what Anselma fished out of the sea 12/23/2008
14887. what are friends for? really? 12/4/2008
14888. what are we? 4/20/2008
14889. what are we? a monsoon wind 7/10/2009
14890. what astonishes me 2/17/2010
14891. what bothers you 7/1/2010
14892. what brings him to the top 9/22/2010
14893. what can a hug do in the eastern world? 3/6/2010
14894. what can i do? 6/26/2010
14895. what cannot be said directly 1/9/2010
14896. what changed here? 5/10/2010
14897. what comes here simply moves around and then goes away 5/14/2009
14898. what comes next is yours to imagine 5/20/2010
14899. What Could Have Been An Answer? 2/8/2012
14900. what could have been forgotten 9/2/2012

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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