Long Orgies Poems

It was September 
Of one thousand 
Nine hundred seven
The end of summer
With apples lying thickly
Under the apple trees
And the smell of Autumn
Covering the grass
Filled with ripe yellow
And orange squash
He was born in a little
Wooden house...

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Dr. Sue Johnson,
developer of Emotionally Focused Therapy,
rooted in an Attachment Theory
that organic creatures live healthier
more robust
compassionate
and prosperous lives
when their original womb relationship
and earliest parent/child interdependence
is more warmly attached
and less coldly detached,
and certainly not absent,
stolen for...

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When at five-thirty
In the rubbed-eye haziness
Of ferreting lonesome night walks
The camera-eye refugee
Asleep in the half wakefulness
Of the hour
Peers out of his high turbanned sockets:
Hyde Park's through road links
London's diurnally estranged couple -
The Arch and Gate.

...

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It was one solemn, long night,
Tenebrous with the astuteness of perfidy,
And multiple hours before the break of an
Impatient dawn.
Lampposts froze through the pergola of winter.
Limp from exposure to unprintable tales of orgies,
And their lights, hidden...

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THE SHUNS OF LIFE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


This poor bloated woman, after nine months of inflamation
Dropped me off at the maternity ward, a brand new creation
She ejected me without a second thought or hesitation
Unburdening her of guilt...

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My Lords an adjournment is 
Called for...
All my retire;
But holding foremost in your
Thoughts,
I beseech ye,
Thee impudent countenance of
This most ardent denier.
Therefore heed me,
I caution all ye present,
Thou shall not disband;
Moreover, to reassemble at any
Sudden instance...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXX -  Bang! Bang! Who Shot Me Down like an Un-licensed Pariah 
Dog ! Follow Up !

IF ever I had a country, a country without a dim shadow...

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It’s evolution and for sure we’ve come some automatic way since
		
               Darwin marvelled at volcanoes in Galapagos and still
		
  ...

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CHAPTER 6 (d, continued)

Several times he threw the wing-form
With advice from Han succeeding
To produce a soaring flight path 
Then returning to his duties 
 
As troop leader; now the females 
Brought forth food they had collected
And their business turned...

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The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims.


When hot lead tears the flesh of a 14 year old girl,

ripping through her skull,
leaving her to bleed out and die,

does Allah not recoil...

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The force of my thoughts is a force to report,
Attention, no Deficit, Hyperactive, no Disorder, call it slaughter
when Hyperfocus onslaughts play hocus pocus with my thoughts,
a tornado, a hurricane a monsoon loom and taunt
a brainstorm...

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He plays the chords with his blue depression
          still searching for true loves heart expression
Though there is praise for this worlds celebrity
    ...

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I waited
Under the outspread foliage
Of the banana tree, 
With ripening fruits dangling precariously, 
Wondering, 
With eyes set on the earth, 
Wishing I understood
This everlasting madness.
To what end would man go,
To what end? 
A mystery it...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality,...

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FASCIST STATE 

They did not come upon us like blitzkrieg in the night 
or goose step into town like a plague of parasites. 
They crept on us like shadows in increments so small
they did not...

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Puzzle Man

Sex is sex with connections
According to “them”, chemistry plays a part
There are a lot of ins and outs, ups and downs with coitus
It has been suggested certain parts are needed for functionality
Utilization of external...

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FORGIVE ME THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH THIS WHOLE SEX THING,
DON'T KNOW OF THESE ORGIES OR  THE BACUS PARTIES,
DON'T KNOW OF SOME OTHER WOMAN'S CURVES,
OF SOME OTHER SCENT, EITHER STRONG OR WEAK,
DON'T KNOW OF...

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The Bohemian Grove

There is a place in San Francisco called the Bohemian Grove. It’s a boy’s club you might say. But when is the last time you saw boys offer sacrifices to Lucifer and burn...

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Wealth you seek, hmm let me decide,
Ok let’s trade, work out a fair price,
Sometimes I can be quite extortionate,
This special case, perhaps very nice.

Depends weather, you please me,
Better be good, for our exchange,
Though take great...

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In the canvas of infinity, a man's soul wanders seeking endless chains of moments,
To weave loves and fates beneath a world without hemispheres.
The moments under the moon are not enough, the sun sets too quickly,
To...

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Set the scene
strike the slate
a plague befalls Rome this day
like the Gods bless the clouds to spew rain from its jaws
A hurricane of envy washes the city streets
already filthy with the foul stench of death...

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To know you're destined to write poetry, I think a poet needs to find a meaning to his or her own life in everything they see, read or hear. Be it simply opinion, or great...

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He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.
John 15:2 NIV

Thank you Christ
For you created a...

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Standing upon centre's stage as the crowd became frenzied amid anticipation 

Wild in abandonment as their naked bodies began to dance within the aisles 

Shouting in revelry this festivity celebrating the end of summers, dawning

Day...

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The powers that be, undefined, ruthless, opaque authority 
Shapeless, bodiless, upstanding folk, coercing the majority 
Overseeing applications, supplications, ensuring conformity 
Specialists in quagmires, minefields, esoteric bureaucracy. 

The powers that be, model citizens, high ranking royalty...

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