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 hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring 
pinot-noir peignoir baring—
full of themselves  and solar ignition
preen like...

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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 gates of hell can open 
and unworldly things spew forth intent on evil. 

Mid Summer Night dreams can come to...

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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 sleep,
contend with baby vomit,
or idiotically putting on his boxer shorts
completely the wrong way around.
 
Yet all is part of being...

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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 and story of abysmal dream love;
my fingers are ink-stained and worn from writing,
this account of my journey is both tragic...

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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 sound
Mesmerized, absorbing your
strange beauty, unworldly
attraction

You turned with eyes closed
Wind lifting that silky shirt
You ran and jumped and 
I caught you...

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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 its beaming face
causing shadows to change their shape
I see first a unicorn dancing in the night
Followed by a trio of...

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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 laved.

Its barren streets, although effete, resound of yesterday
with chit-chat words no longer heard (though having much to say)
since teeming life...

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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 I know
One thing I’ve been touch by the other side
Of realities unknown!
Sheer is the curtain between space, and times
Universal continuum,...

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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 of and I rest in awe of the brilliance and grandeur of Mt. Everest and Mt. Speke.
   ...

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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 honey 
he spooned
into their 
unworldly
wide-open bills
his avarice 
for swollen 
notoreity
observed 
by the dark
night-eyed
hunters
while he,
unsuspecting, 
stalked 
newly commissioned
clean and unmarked boxes...

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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, there are too many days that I cried 
From the truth of my past pain I witnessed my words of...

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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 fondness,
This was true love, my soul and heart was yearning;
I was smitten, besotted, how I longed for his soft caress,
We...

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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 had in my life a model of unmatched beauty
She was tall and ambled with a certain flare
Red ruby lips contrasted...

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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 looked up into the fathomless night and snowflakes kissed me,
          ...

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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 dead wife in Boston’s subway transit.

Robbing a pedestrian of a moment's time as he did from banks for fiat claims...

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