Long Flooring Poems

I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden flooring.
     "I thought I'd find you...

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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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This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live....

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Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were sound asleep for it was dark outside
And then Rum saw...

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It was an early fall day, some decades ago, 
When three of my boys were still young.
Looking forward that year to the Rochester Fair,
An event that was always good fun.

A promise from me I would...

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Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs

Meaning the corporeal complex edifice
housing these lovely bones, 
where linkedin logorrhea ably
strives to break out 
in meaningless song 
yobble hum hum diddle dee dee
and dance courtesy 
an...

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Moulin Rouge

The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye
Like flowers abloom, in a field espied
That overwhelms creation’s invention
With beauty of grandiose dimension,
Shifting to the wind’s orchestrated movements,
And winks my soul agape by the performance
To be...

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A tribute to the late, great Victoria Wood x

Arthur and Mandy sat one night
When he gave her a dreadful fright
Ripped off his jumper revealed his string vest
Showing snippets of his hairy chest
He looked at her...

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"Someone said Let freedom Ring some minimum 54 years ago
I I am overly concerned almost swayed of the abuse and irritation of fundamental displays of hatred and spoils lasting words never die like a fish...

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She sat upon shiny, cherry wooden flooring spread out across the ground in a small house of confined detachment; the windows were fogged with a sort of icy breath that exhaled down upon the aura...

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Orphaned Slab 
         by Odin Roark

They call me a foundation
once supporting siding and stone
wire
plumbing
shingles

Through the doors of my house
trailed family and friends
across kitchen floor
slanted slightly
letting Benny’s agate...

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I married in 1962 the biggest mistake of my entire life the marriage ended in 1973 I was now free to be me and never married again. But I have had my share of girlfriends...

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Awake as always at four bells
Call of nature, best alarm clock
Frozen by the sight
Could it be a trick of the light
Just a short pause and glance at the floor
There it was thirty-two years and never
Saw...

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I waited alone in a lonely spot in the morning,                Under the shade of a huge banyan tree,  ...

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The mother dodged most of it; some connected and singed her hair. A shriek was the reply. As was a return spell. The air glowed red and shimmered. Mother Goddess didn't wait to see if...

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Through Their Eyes (originally "Just Desserts for Rats")

Still touching the hilt of the sword, she declares, 
“No fencing for HIM at the end of the month. His pastime is so bloody boring!” 
The mouse in...

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An unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second poem he
ving up from deep within the key
per of Matthew Scott's ideas - nee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull lee coalescing, buta not three
endeavors crafted since quota we
kind to...

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HERE COMES THE HUNGARIANS

A sign hangs like a star upon a building:
“HERE COME THE HUNGARIANS”
Delicious dishes that will please
The American and European palate.

My sisters on the right and my brother on the left,
Pressure cookers upon...

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Winter Cabin Reality
            by Odin Roark

The storm door
Improperly closed
Bangs violently
The clapboard shedding
White paint chips
Wounds without first aid
Flecks of age
Mixing with the drifting snow

Walls shudder...

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The sweet, almost sickly, smell of flowers
cut through the soft scent of the morning's dew-covered grass.
The shadbush along the thoroughfare glowed blond and bronze.
The fields stretched like a flooring of ornaments,
jadeite and musgravite and blue...

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It’s not something you’re saying
Even though that’s what I’m blaming
It’s nothing you’re doing
Neither anything you’re undoing
It’s you
I kept digging
Into my heart of stinging
Emotions kept swinging
Springing and clinging from the highest building to the lowest flooring
Like...

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Alyssa danced in the center of the 
empty historical ballroom.  
Imagining suitors standing in line
for one more waltz around the artistic 
ceramic tiled flooring.
Her dress, ivory full, swept the floor
as she turned and sauntered...

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I walk the plank
Lit the bed, laugh at myself
Like whose that in the mirror?
Laughing at me, now I'm sad
Playing with dolls  
Hocus pocus to the kids next door,
The voodoo 
I contemplated for the whole...

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In desert that is poor and dull
On soil that is scorched with fire
The Upas-tree stands as a hull
as guard who's one who knows no tire.

The prairie's nature had a thirst
begetting Him in day of fury,
It...

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The long walk home (or not)
As I strap my boots and put on my coat
A lump develops in my throat
The long walk home ahead
Is hopefully going to sort out my head

Turmoil at every turn
My fuse...

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