Long Deploying Poems

If we,
especially in China, Russia, and USA,
were more cooperatively in charge
among our EarthSouled selves,
and less about competitively charging at,
shooting at each other
and our homes
and gardens,
less rapacious supremacy 
against formerly extended cooperative family farmlands
and forests;

Punishing each...

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We've been taught the terror of triumph from where the heart looks...
General Caesar Sir, 9th Recon reports that Pompeius Magnus has fled by sea to Egypt,
also, the body of Captain Crastinus has been laid on...

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It is in our fragile, nearly broken, exposure
that we are most available for love
and remedial gratitude,
rather than the louder applause
of our full-blown ballistic glory.

While exercising restrained patience breeds tolerance,
giving pregnant reign to co-empathy compels timeless...

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I would not speak these evil dilemmas,
devilish details,
dissonant fissures
disrupting smooth told sails
toward western red sunset horizons.
 
Who remains to listen
to remaining problems of evil?
to why and wherefore
of constitutions measured and cut through slavery
metered and sliced...

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The nanosecond bad a** to risk romance

Twenty first century technology
allows, enables, and provides
instantaneous virtual unconsummated love.

Within the course of a texting or sexting session
one lovelorn lad (or grown man)
can fabricate a faux impression
with the young...

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I'm musing with Jill Lepore,
historian (Harvard feminist, but definitely within brackets of general interest),
through eight hundred pages of These Truths
telling an other U.S. herstory.

She starkly says,
"Slavery is political"
while I had been thinking more of addictive...

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My training at Starfleet was over, they were now deploying me
I was over the moon when they called; I was full of glee
I entered the transporter room where I'd dematerialize
And within seconds I was aboard,...

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What condition is my condition in?
said Yang to Yin.

Unconditional love of enemies,
antagonists,
annoying pests with deploying ideas 
of their own
about how I should be 
and could become right now,
requires more than non-violent listening,
although this is a...

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I take a deep breath, then I breath out...
I breath doubts, but I guess I breath now
But my breathe shall allow me tear this industry down
Can ya feel this chemistry, About to make history
At this...

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Robert Sherriff 08/07/1954 - Australian - Poet -Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer

The Rising Tide of Cyber Warfare and Military Robotics

Robotics - Ex-Machina In the evolving landscape of modern warfare, cyber...

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Some things change and some things won’t.
Some people care and others just don’t.
The situation I’m in unmistakably changed,
for one I was close to has now been estranged.
I was told when younger to think on my...

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Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of...

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A Tribute to Jayson, My Brave Warrior

My dear son, Jayson
When you called late last night to let me know
You were deploying to go overseas tomorrow
In spite of my great resolve
I broke down and sobbed.

The little...

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Quasi Mote - Oh Ephemeral Transit Across Proto Zones!

Strictly speculation from this mind,
who contemplates stripped down version
bajillion eons ago
cosmic bit sized dots
pinwheeled thru spatial void

repulsed and/or attracted
colluding (putin on the Ritz)
infinitesimal show stopper
devoid of prior...

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Graded ten out of ten in this crusade, 
A progressing cascade that doesn’t fade, 
Self-made, self-aware word engineer,
Deploying cutting edge concepts into the atmosphere,
Projected from the celestial sphere,
Today I appear, The first of May on...

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thy body electric experiences 
     constant dry cough and wheeze'n 
perhaps explainable 
     via my headstrong commander in chief 

     o' me fifty...

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PART I.

I.
each night...
I think about the moment when we'll vanish 
on the doormat of an empty house
because I know some day they will come - 
the malignant conquistadors and their moon colored hounds
when this century...

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Women of age

A woman of age popped in last night.
The garden had become wet, might
this gardener – willing yet weak – plane seeds
into where nothing grows, not even weeds.

For this aged garden, has become barren.
No...

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why are our tax dollars being spent on crippled
and paralyzed drug hoods?
why are we supporting teenage girl having babies 
and not trying to do any good?
how Is It possible for foreigners 
to get supplemental security...

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Father speak every word before me 
Father where do my words come from 
All you say that they come from my heart 
But I am at dismay I am lost 
Lord I need some heart...

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Hey! What if a computer were a car?
So much more economical, by far!

You see at once advantages galore
With all that high-tech wizardry in store.

A virtual computer set on wheels.....
This surely is the very best of...

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An aunt of mine
cheerful and cherubic
 holds no grudge against anyone,
 altogether she  is a  noble soul.

 obese, extraordinarily 
 huge, short, blunt,  
  a  moving bag of flesh,

She walks,...

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Essence melancholic bemoans, echoing soul’s doleful cry
When clamors of unrequited love, earnestly amplify,
Bruised yearnings of deep desires, as lovelorn heart sighs,
For the longings of shattered passions, tearing her eyes.

Deep feelings of emptiness, no longer can...

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MY LIFE IN VERBS
by
 JOHN M. ARRIBAS





Nothing, Something Treading, Swimming, Navigating,  Vibrating, Penetrating, Dividing, Multiplying, Forming, Shaping, Moving, Kicking, Exiting, Crying, Breathing, Seeing, Sleeping, Being.

Suckling, Creeping, Crawling, Walking, Talking, Running, Growing, Playing, Adjusting, Adapting,...

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Stem the tide your pride rides
To a puerile pinnacle
In a vain belief it makes sensational strides
When like a locust your spiracle

Exhales carbon dioxide
To catalyze photosynthesis for red roses in your green garden
While your pride derides...

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