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Poems By Poet RIC S. BASTASA  6/30/2015 8:53:00 PM
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  3197.     

10 Mnutes More

10 minutes more to go
please say 'i love you so'
then i will repay you
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 

   
   
 

  3198.     

10: 29 P.M.

between us
are these glass window panes
dusty and
misty combined

i see a body
above it profuse light
it is facing me
as i write
my story and this
poem

i know there is no one
living in this house
all are in the monotony
of abandon

i am not afraid of you
another sculpted space
i call it
emptiness still
unaccepted

he calls himself
ghost
but i do not really mind
i too
have unfinished business
and by all means
i must finish it
now....
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 

   
   
 

  3199.     

10: 32≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪≪

i've read your poem.
had a hard time understanding it.
i feel like wasting my time.
perhaps i am too shallow
i do not have your depth.
you are deep and i do not
have those gears and
other props
or perhaps i am just too
lazy to jump into your
water
or perhaps i just want to
have fun
reading

the words you use are
bellicose, too much
blood in there, the scenes
are deadly
so many are drowning,
and no help is coming

getting to know you
is cumbersome
you are trying to confuse
my state of hibernation
am but a simple
catfish frozen in mud
it is drought time here
and everybody is
leaving

i do not have your feet
i have my own fins
caught in suspension
i feel like a block of
soil, pushed and
abandoned

i may envy you but
i do not understand why

you are new, and original
i am old and wobbled
i am frozen in my own
hibernating world of
a block of soil, solidified
petrified, but in peace.
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 

   
   
 

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10: 39≫≫≫≫≫≫

imagine a face
a silhouette of nose and eyelashes and forehead
black shadow against the afternoon sun
dark orange turning into
black
a journey towards a night

all the birds in your hair have gone
they are all home now
in the place that you want to remember
but you
just can't

because the word departure which was once too painful
has been erased in the glossary of your memories

but you remember
as always home

arms, and breasts and the silence of
togetherness
because you are home now and it is as always
sweet and
peaceful
 
RIC S. BASTASA
   
 
 
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