Best Overcrowded Poems

predictable pairing
        like plans and lovers
two sparrows fly, flirt
wing beats hyped
       ...

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In Nineteen ninety-six, our son and wife, Majors
In US Army, moved to Izmir, their new base.
As usual, whatever place they were assigned, 
We flew to...

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Sniper hid vapors
tend to always bullet strike
with stealth air carrier accuracy

Silent noxious assault
pierced the nostrils
with oxy painful inhalation,
of the non-ventilated third degree 

Deadly gaseous arrows
hit...

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Burned out dreams 

Lights strung above this out of place darkness
create shadows of an invisible existence

Filaments of glowing hopes and wants
droop towards empty heart beats

I...

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Once the First Nation people owned the land,
from one coast of Canada to the next coast;
the mighty warrior is now just a ghost.

The people rounded...

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THE GAME OF SOCCER!

Stadium overcrowded by 
hooligans and fans
Cheering waving flags and 
clapping their hands

Players on the field they’re 
ready to start
There goes the whistle...

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Africa my beloved continent
Beautiful and attractive, many
Came as visitors yet their aim was to
Dig gold and platinum
Everyday they dug to reach her belly and they
Flee...

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It’s so bright on these islands 
it feels like they must be nightless,
that with just 24 hours to a day, 
there’s more than enough light...

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ISLAND HOPPING
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


My first day of community service at Glen Oaks
Assigned to spend time with a few elderly folks
Spotted an old gentleman staring out...

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The train approaches in the distance
Through a tunnel we gave birth
The chimney smog marries the low clouds
Of increasing heavy traffic and haze of garbage fires
Red...

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In "The Shootist", J.B. Books is not feeling up to snuff.
He has cancer. What are the concerns
of a man dying.

To die
commensurate with the way he...

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We need to talk.

Is this one of those times
where you need to talk
and I must pretend to listen
while you rant?

Well, yes,
if you could extend this...

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Metropolis…
a cackling cacophony of confusion
energizing some and enrages others.
Concrete and steel giants,
loom forebodingly over the masses;
blocking out gifts of the sun.

The maze that tires me...

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Time passes slowly as I wander the streets

Gas and food prices soaring high  
Cars towed into the middle of the night 
Foreclosures stealing neighborhoods...

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I 

First period each morning she meets their languid sighs
Their low moaning at new tasks to be undertaken
She must be upbeat, no matter her personal...

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