Long Disembark Poems

They had kept me imprisoned there for three full days,
In that sparse, solitary room, of scarce sunshine rays.

Having good food to eat, had never been a problem; 
They brought hot meals, but the problem was...

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  MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS 


She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches 
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her inner Jewel 
 soft it lay cradled  
rhapsodic rubicon...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her eyes
light continued to seep out

Her brilliance, competed with the sun...

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People anticipated, and waited for the day they could gaze upon my beauty, and that they did. The men adored me, the women admired me, and the children were in awe of me. 
Everyone loved...

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 Continued from Part 2 

5. MIDNIGHT DREAMS 
At night the soldiers sometimes dream
of many things which make them scream,
like
               ...

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The sun rises high over the tropical trees
White patchy clouds survey the blue sky,
Time drifts slowly into the clouded breeze
With the colors red, green and gold passing by.

Jamaica play a key role bringing out the...

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{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they,
Judge. 
Judge, adjudicate us by it, 
Convict us of a...

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NINETEEN FORTY TWO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


As a young man in Jersey I wanted to be a cop
One sunday morning that dream came to a stop
Our nation had been a victim of a vicious attack
By an aggressive...

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"Phew! got here in time to catch The Glacier Discovery Train. This journey is to be seen
to be believed. I am in Anchorage, Alaska. I am so out of breath running to the station.
Right, that's...

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Otto`s life is not
their British
sickular motto
Grue is his banner
left by his
blue-eyed Brit mom
left long by one of
those hated South
African Paki
His guilty pleasures
in Green Street have
no recognition like
many such Aussies in
mulberry bushes
Yet he shovels the
stake of...

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The release of the naked sword of marine oil spills 
From the window and door of offshore platforms drilling rigs,
From the arena of natural oil sips to execute our living meals.

Petroleum hydrocarbon spreading its tentacle...

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Abstruse hands crawling upon the horizon   
                          ...

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Oil or strife, is it worth all these lives
Festering carnage, thriving flies
Who's to say the region is fine
The old cliche, it will take some time

Lets scroll back to August 90
Iraq in Turmoil, to Saddams insanity
Economic...

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All aboard the Fantasy M/S of Carnival
for half a week’s vacation time of fun and falderal.
Hear greetings from your captain, his director and the crew.
Ready, set, get going.  The Bahamas wait for you.

Bon Voyage!...

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We are hours into the mountain riverway, the current unfriendly to us
paddling earlier had simply strained the men to burning exhaustion, 
those who have the shoulder strength are paddling the two larger canoes
while the other...

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We set sail as Reggae music played out on the Lido.
Our first night was casual; no need for tuxedo.
We could eat a pizza by the Windows On the Sea
or go beneath and dine on shrimp...

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Laura Lee's Funeral

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A train door closes packed with passengers.

Destinations being most different than others.

Typical light touches, embarrassing rubbing,
Lastly, the ever so bothersome nudging.

Unfinished conversations, from platform
Carries on within the overcrowded train.

Yapping and gabbing, defined as gossiping,
Amidst disgruntled...

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Dedicated to: (Maestro Marinero) Antonio B. Dublado 


I could've been on the stage applauded by spectators old and young 
A vibrant lad and appealing, so well I could sing and dance. 
But when I saw...

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At The Gates of Auschwitz

Today, I stand
At the gates of hell;
“Arbeit macht frei,”
(work sets you free!)
That is Auschwitz.
Where they burned God’s children,
And the world stood by;
Oblivious,
To what was happening inside.

The League of Nations
(Whose mandate was...

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INSIDE D DAY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


The weather is really lousy rained all day
I’m so nervous and edgy, I’m learning to pray
We are prepped and ready to complete our tasks
Now’s the moment, the hour, for the invasion...

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Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 11)

                        "Destination Unknown"

John Norrington joins his...

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Freefalling, freefalling, my life rushes by,
Though it feels to me long, was the blink of an eye.
Daydreaming, daydreaming, as a young child I grew,
With no distinguishing marks between me and you.
I’m growing, I’m growing, came...

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Tomorrow’s history makers
Future record breakers
Are the infants of this day
They should be taught well
In order to lead the way

They should be taken forward
In the fear of God 
By the responsible one’s above them
Ye parents, guardians...

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Joe and Jacque almost met on a Friday in 1996, but not really
They kind of glanced at each other, not speaking
In line for a train heading to Hanover Park, Illinois.
He did not even know her...

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