Long Counterattack Poems

Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a character 
in The Impertinent Curious Man, 
a story within a...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year. (begun in the last post and to be continued)

January 2,...

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Free Power
                                 ...

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Sexually explicit meme more real day

originally written May 31st, 202_
humorously, posthumously, 
and tempestuously expressing woes
from the top of my talking head 
to gnarly nails of 
(this little piggy fame) toes
in sore need and want 
of...

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silently wailing analogy to Moby Dick 
regarding how yesterdays 
prurient laced introductions 
to rhyme in retrospect embarrassingly blows.

Herewith to enliven anecdote ever further,
I inject humorous tidbit
just gimme moment to unload and reach
into psychological metaphorical knapsack
particularly...

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THE GREATEST GENERATION
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS



Many Have Called Them the Greatest Generation
They Had Struggled and Survived, an Ugly Depression
It Was an Era of Hard Times and Simple Diversions
Like Bank Night, Singalongs  and Picnic Excursions
Band Concerts...

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Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung

Twas accursed destiny
since birth (maybe coded in
deoxyribonucleic acid  
since time immemorial) alas and alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
one common Joe biden his time
for no particular
rhyme...

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Hope in me and mine
Surrendered to Christ's lifeline
The gospel design

Satan's stronghold fell
His counterattack to quell
Standing saints repel

Just two percent more
That competition calls for
To heighten your soar

Debtors on the run
For His water, soil, and sun
Only the...

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“I remember...” an old man said,
“When the first shot rang out,
When the rebels held their stead,
The British bullets flew about,
And through our ranks they sped.”
Though soldiers fall and cannons shout,
The Flag flies proud and strong,...

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Twas accursed destiny
     since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,

     viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
    eldest sister struck...

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Why do I have to wait some time before replying?
Why can't I show that texting you is exciting?
Why do I have to hold back on flirting?
Why do I have to think twice about complimenting?
Why can't...

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Messed up room and untouched books ariled by dust,
Branded cards specially bought
To bring out yips,
Last year’s Questions
Cut-short by hazards,
Next day’s paper
To prove the intellectuality in us.

Gabfest few minutes and
Gambling with the Joker for few hours,
A...

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Ode to ARPIT
The Chelsea's cheer,
Still I use to hear;
The Germany's counterattack gear,
Brought Spain into dilemma of fear;
Your vigilance never missed an opportunity;
Nature inherited from your fraternity;
The Sun's Day,The 1st June,
Never gonna skip from my memory's...

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He's reluctant to make friends,
and shows little or no trust 
in people who reach out
and smiling he pretends!

He doesn't follow those positive minds, 
every joke and laughter bothers him,
and seeing no humor in a silly...

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Quakes are whistling through my Californian 9 acres of hills
Targeting all of the marked souls I have killed

Whispers of violence scream inside my hatred-prone heart
Infecting my cranium and pulling my body apart

Shadows possess my lifeless...

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She would never give up her battle as it would be too much a sacrifice
While he stood his ground and faced her, unwavering, head on
This battle was one of importance, power and most of all,...

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By and large I sense they're all reverting
back to primitive indulgences of hobbesian violence, the ferocious world in which they dwell.
They throw cornerstones of their belief system at me, blind sighted rocks dig under my...

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Not for a second think I've left the soup kitchen
and quite frankly, I'm tired of all the B itching.
not from those real poets who know how to write
with pen in hand or fingers on a...

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Written B:  D. Collins 9/20/23


I have no mercy for dirty, grimy, or grunge.
Along with family, it applies to everyone.
I won't take kindly to being stabbed in the back.
I don't blindly launch a counterattack.



Every move...

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The nearly full moon's haloed glow
Doesn't cast shadow on hedgerow
For it's almost hidden by dark clouds
Eerily peeks through leafless willow

The night's darkness could be shroud
Coat all eve's creatures in velvet proud
All that eerie green glow_which...

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