Long Clubbed Poems

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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One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)...
offers his interpretation of critical race theory

I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, 
erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, intelligent,
kind, learned, male, albeit modest – married) 
with freshly clipped formerly gnarly toenails
discounts...

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Mother Goose would find her tail feathers ruffled 

Hey diddle diddle 
the cat and the fiddle
when off to see 
a crooked man and woman,
whilst cowards jumped 
over moo ving little
pair of mismatched muggles,
who both walked...

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Conceived in manic sorrow,
proclaiming herself left
with self-righteous Hollowness,
the less assertive Queen of Hearts:

I'm good between either of these two black kings
and those two black jacks behind, 
either one,
no matter to me

Between a spade for digging...

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Far from the surging crowd,the aesthetic mass ever loved
For,some fascinated to drilling mud,more satiated with coconut ground
Most elated admiring flowering buds,all hailed for herbs, spices,Salmon or squid
But there came the most tyrannous deluge with a...

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What is the Picture ???,

the tapestry that man has weaved,
before and throughout recorded history.
Of what ?, have we been lead to believe ?
For me, it is, it has been an insane mystery !!!,

as rivers of...

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great expectations
anticipated in the 
poetic heart 
Havisham delivered
all and more for love, 
a separate unseen thief, 
tore the others’ worlds apart

webs like ectoplasm
from underneath a rock
scurrying swiftly out of sight
wrapped tight around a child
dressed in...

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On asphalt, wet with blood and sweat (down streets with no address), 
there lay a man, snuffed by the Man and left to evanesce.
The Man then strode along the road and smiled at his success
and,...

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     A smoky vignette opens up, as if morning fog over the mountain valleys blown by winter winds. 
     Piano notes pulsing in a melancholic, waltz~ like...

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I was working my way north through Kansas,
selling hot dogs at a traveling fair,
the pay wasn’t great, but it was still a job,
and I met all sorts of people there.

We’d set up for a week...

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Ever since I experienced being significantly monetarily sidelined...
(how about that topic for a change of pace?)

Yes back to getting walloped, decked
and clubbed courtesy cold hearted brute,
who casually, glad handedly, and royally
flushed out mine tailored pricey...

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Many months ago, a man from Middleton moved to, 
A province of vices and soured delinquencies 
Where dreams remain dreams
And reality seems unnatural 
Like angels and demons in a guileful romance

Few months ago, a young...

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I was taken from this life 
in the black night, blindfolded 
to be clubbed to death

so that I 
might be born again 
in spirit song, dance and name 
given by my great ancestor

who, ten thousand...

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We sat at the only empty table. 
I'd never seen her before, 
that elegant, thirty-something lady, 
when I visited that shore. 

I was twenty-two years old, with big ideas, 
a little scruffy, a little thin....

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A Serving of Genocide With the Turkey

By Elton Camp

Thanksgiving meat should be baloney
Because the holiday’s origin is phony
Pilgrims came to an inhabited land
Got help from the natives at hand

Without their assistance it’s clear
They wouldn’t have...

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Twist in your dark deep eyes flit me, your body engulfs the thoughts. 
Crazy upstart, floating lock, graceful body dexterous striptease dance,
Walk me to your room, steroid zombie in moves, rave, exult to crave.
I hold...

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KOKODA 1942   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5VG58ypVuE

BULLANT BITTEN OR SHOT?
Oh yes its very popular to walk the Kokoda Track,
And people by the dozen have done just bloody that,
I you were there in forty two it wasn’t as...

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Bulldog ants are biting KOKODA 1942

Oh yes its very popular to walk the Kokoda Track
And people by the dozen have done just bloomin that
I you were there in forty two it wasn’t as much fun
With...

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Wrapped in the aromatic blossoms 
of a modern-farmed orange 
orchard, a four-room shack in Visalia, 
California rises above the hard 
pan and overgrown rose bushes. 

The once palatial bell tower 
of Taurusa School, peaks 
over...

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On the ledge of Notre Dame ...

He watched through his one good eye,
          Far, far below, the throng closed ranks around Esmerelda,
    ...

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* In memory of the great Charles Laughton, who brought charm and tenderness to a monster with his rare form of melancholy genius *

          ~

on the...

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A Cave Man Day

One day long ago a cave man slept uncomfortably
The brutal sun, good for nothing, woke him up abruptly
Ants crawled all over his body and began to bite
He ate every one of them...

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When I was 12 weeks pregnant
my husband and I found out news
News that would change our lives
Shake our entire foundation.
  
My first son
my loved
Wanted
Long-waited for child
had local exstrophy
During what we thought was a routine...

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Young Johnny Walford was a handsome man
He possessed a keen intelligent mind
Yet the life he desperately desired
In the end poor Johnny would never find

Lack of education, coal dusted hands
His heart was set on the Miller's...

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My back upon the bed, night's thickening dissolves. Awake, eyes open.
I see him lying  high, the silhouette of head, glint eye, arched back, 
tail hangs down black- tipped, black-striped, pale background,
dawn revealing furry, fire-tipped...

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