Long Blunderbuss Poems

"Christmas in the Cathedral of the Forest Deep"




The silent heart is found 
embedded in the 
Cathedral of 
The Forest Deep

The lost jewel
shines in the dark
see the reflection of emerald eyes
endless hazel woods scried

On Christmas Eve
when...

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PSYCHOTIC JOURNEY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Feeling really beat,  I went to bed early last night
Suddenly awakened feeling something’s not right
There was total darkness, I was not in my room
Lying on a cold flooring, with a feeling...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 1)

Starlings singing...

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A Soulful Cry of Anguish against Fate

(“The Tale of the Lonely Ghost”, a film (2013) by ANUP SINGH - who collaborated on the screenplay as well, an Indian, a Sikh born in Dar-es-Salaam but settled...

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"The Chalice of Murdered Crows"





How many moonbeams
would it take to overflow 
my chalice bathe me naked
dew kissed diamond glistening
bare skin freedom feet seeking
my missing, slow dancing lover’s athamé


How many sunbeams
would it take to burn 
your...

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2/4/23


No ifs ands or maybes
Daily
I'm seeing hatred
People still extremely racist
Meanwhile food and materials being wasted

I understand the messages these mummies meant
Continually money spent
Making matters worse, followed by a bloody event

Too often the crooked win
Always greedy...

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"The Begin Again Beings"

A family of swords
the world under their feet
to all that is fallen in the 
darkened passages beneath,
slipped on crushed pearls of tears
rivulets running down 
a body of work pierced,
the milky powder swallowed
from...

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Whoops! Yours truly almost ditched the missus...

Who nearly knocked me upside noggin
property of self anointed Unitarian sheikh
yea... of course by accident, 
nor lame excuse accepted
playing spontaneous hide-and-seek
game, and not exactly romantic technique

to allow, enable and...

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'Twas a dark and stormy night on that dark and stormy night!
HMS Blunderbuss plied the billowing seas just off the Isle of Wight!
Able Seaman Steer manned the helm when dead ahead he saw the light!
He...

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Former CIA Director
John Brennan scathing headlines
Washington Post op-ed sharply
published critical accusations

muted excoriation slams
Commander in Chief
volcanic blatant pathological lying
spews like lava his American

foreign policy boilerplate brazenly
bastardizes by banditry blueprint,
balefully balkanizing beautiful bracketed
booming brady bunch brand,

bests best-buy...

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Do you think the tickling of the second hand on a clock is in vein.
The disparity between you and i is dilated.
My impecuniousity does not mean am worthless.
You touchered me when i needed caring most...

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Locked firm in place in desolate space so devoid of grace
Sire, looked grim, he was gone without a trace
Earth glistens from heaven's view so high
Like a blue sapphire it shines to open portals when we...

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The blast of a cast aghast with fuss on a blunderbuss
Flew and grew a crew who rued chances and stances to discuss
Differences in conciliation conferences that coerced cooperation
Amplified by the serenity and dignity delegates drew...

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"A Recipe for Antonym"



the opposite of 
didactic
ulterior motive
Elastic,  
bend over for receiving
patronising missives 
presumptuous, friendly and deadly
with lol and smiles
then genuflect
then somersault backwards
it’s part of the ceremony
in the soupy wash
Socratic passive is us
plastic, pernicous,...

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Thundering Blunderbuss!
What is a platypus?
Looks like a beaver, but 
Has a duck's bill.

Fairly cute little guy,
Ornithorhynchidae*
Lives in Australia, is
On the no-kill.

Semi-aquatic and
Strangely neurotic, it
Lays eggs like birds and has
Venom like snakes.

Weirdly amphibious,
Bio-fluorescent fur
Webbing between the...

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A Whimsical Trope 

Life is a circus
Of acrobats and clowns,
Everywhere a scammer
Ready to take advantage.

Humpty Dumpty was clumsy,
Rather dull and not very bright.
Who never knew right-side up
Or downside wrong,
And so became a criminal.

Bring the blunderbuss
And...

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Ocean surge, reflecting moon
Mermaids, sirens swim and swoon
Haunting song, night and day
Tethered boat just sailed away
Seadog specter with loud cuss
Shot himself with blunderbuss.

Erstwhile pirate ship revealed
Crew long dead their fate was sealed
Zombies scale tattered rigging
Captain...

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Our front lawn swarms with starlings
Puff-black against white
There’s been a wind-swirl overnight
And the blips lay half covered
The birds    of course are carnivores
Have small feast these days
Their wasted meat now covered over

An...

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Out Croppings and Droppings


After looking from all the out croppings
Discovered there were some Trump droppings
And if on you Thunderhead were to drop in
All of us hope he would never do it again.

Why is that thunder seems...

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It was not healthy,
a blunderbuss wind
had shot itself.

Strong legs for weak minds
were needed.
Therapy dogs did their best
to heal the barking mad.

Weather pattens predicted
downcast skirts,
hats orbiting Australia,
expensive sneakers crying in the rain,
nothing of the sort occurred,
but...

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I tell a dangerous lie 
I love you, 
Without you I'll die 

I tell a glanderous lie
Life is meaningless without love
Death is sighing cry

I tell a blunderbuss lie
I believe myself within You
Belief is practical sigh

I...

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Written August 22, 2012


When I can squalor victorious
It's when I'll say
That I'm a ruthless young hooligan
Just for today

Here in the bedroom
Crime pours out in the evergreen
Bombarding on the beauty scene
Oh are you with me?

Charisma kills...

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I have walked long in the garden
And gathered jasmines for Juliet.
So easy. So easy.


I have gathered jasmines for Cressida
But she looked away, burst the door
In my face that my eyes to this day
Keep the sea...

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There was a young man who got mad at us
He started to fume and to fuss and cuss
He said as he sighed
We had definitely lied
When we called his butt a blunderbuss

We surmised he was somewhat...

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On Taddie Clyde the Barnsley broke,
In gumboot made of tin.
We cast the hour that gently stroke
And all who sail within.

Through faulty eyeballs thick with sleep
We watch the mackerel crow,
And gather up the blunderbuss
In rain or...

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