Best Unworldly Poems

In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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In the dead of night veils uplift on Mid Summer's Eve,
still a time for a few live sacrifices, so tread warily.
A time when briefly the...

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"Dark-heaving . . . boundless, endless,  and sublime . . ."
Lord Byron 1788-1824
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I am the wordsmith, guide and editor of this narrative,
this epic chronicle...

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The joy of birth, the growing up,
leads us to adore our lovely babies.
But not, alas, without the toils of life.
Because we experience a lack of...

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Where the wild waves crashed
I saw you, standing upright
Blond long manes, proud lion
Arms stretched and face lit
by sun 

I stopped, couldn't breathe
Constricted, no voice, no...

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The Night beguiles and bewitches me 
as shadow deepen and lengthen
The moon shyly peeps out at me
then bursts out in splendid stateliness.

Now clouds drift across...

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Ill-fated crowds neath unchained clouds: the Silent City braved
against a sudden flashing flood, unleashing lashing waves,
which stripped its stony structures, blown with neutron bursts that...

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In the moments of missing time, I’m unable to
Clearly define what is real, fact or fictions of illusion,
Bright, bright is the light of delusions, but...

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I know of, and I rest in awe of the illimitable greatness of the river Congo, and the Yangtze.
     I know...

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The ink in my pen writes and demands to be heard
It screams peace, justice, and hope as it pens God’s word 
As my ink flows,...

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I

At the innocent age of sixteen I was sinless,
Pure as driven white snow and totally trusting;
And I fell in love, oh, it was more than...

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MY VOODOO BRIDE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



Married only three hours still in jubilation
My beautiful bride natures finest creation
A seaplane trip to an island just east of Haiti
I...

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I went outside last night in my dream, into the dark cold night,
     Winter still, surreal and unworldly, the snow falling;
I...

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God is good to everyone; so when you love, be in love.

Said to me a Sable Hoplite in mottled clothes; guarding the memoir of his...

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underneath 
his trenchcoat
he was 
in possession 
of a bent quill
he used it to tickle
words out of his 
avaries of birds
moon-eyed and 
sucker-punched
they adored the 
dripping...

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