Long Arthropod Poems

Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite

(any relationship between the following poem and living persons -
namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).

nevertheless he suffers existential blight
covered head to toe
in black and blue bruises
linkedin...

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Once there was a youthful, bubbly butterfly.
Who loved to fly under the sunlit azure sky.
        Colors of joy reflected from her iridescent wings
     ...

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Now, unlike my usually trenchant literary librettos, i regale the unknown (tum me) reader for savoir faire articulation, elocution, and indomitable tour de force proffered by spectrum of bounteous expropriated hegemony rightful to Mother Nature....

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The thing that went...

The first thing that went wrong - 
was the buzzing in my left ear,
the one not buried in the pillow,
the one that was open to the world.

The second thing that went wrong
was...

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I WISH I WEREN’T A CENTIPEDE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS




I wish I weren’t a centipede, a lowly arthropod
I need a transformation into something much more mod
To obtain status, with a much higher species standing
Not be straddled with...

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Everything the power does it does in a circle

It's just like when the amphibian carried the arthropod across the river,
the scorpion couldn't help himself when he stung brother frog,
and I can't help myself when I...

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there's a spider in my great-room
high up near the apex of the ceiling
hanging from the whitewashed wall
a spindly one, like a leggy daddy
but surely of the arachnid order

it is now early spring and this 
patient...

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Where is the butterfly
and where does it go in the wintertime
Fly away, flies the butterfly
As the snowflakes come falling down
Do the crystal white drops of dew
Fall, frighten and freeze you
Come true, come here be near
my...

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Praying mantises, those arthropod thugs,
prey upon other, unfortunate, bugs,
"But who prays for the praying mantis?", I ask, 
"And what lurks behind that killer's mask?"

After the males have fulfilled their function,
the females seem to lack compunction,
practicing...

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rainbow circle sky
blues greens yellows orange
a dew prism light

rose redolence
lily scent countryside dew
springtime perfume cue

fireflies in flight
bioluminescence bright
a seasonal light

bug process honey
pollen flyers yearn nectar 
flowers turned sweet fruits

bees labor party
pears peaches pineapples
flower foods eaten

aquarium...

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True earth 
crowded with the familiar facial form:
chalked on concrete
crayoned by children, 
squirted on birthday cakes, 
in camera with teeth all whitened, 
portraited, imitated, formulated. 

We don't wake up 
until we see it. 
We plaster...

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