Long Pie in the sky Poems

That soft-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, 
runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick.
If asked why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly pursed:
"Vindication? Straightforward: It's Me and Me First" 

(To mesmerise people He needed...

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Hey bruh, 
haven’t you heard,
ain’t you read the news?
The White House is gonna eradicate 
the fear infested inner city blues
That Trump fella says,
he’s got his poison pen ready to use
He says black folks got nothing...

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Some years ago my father made me a deal 
If I stopped dossing around, worked hard at school
My future would contain a great deal
I would have vacations, a home, a car and shoes! 
A good...

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(1.)
We Were So Blessed, When Our Love Was New

Nevermore softest touch of loving hand
 nevermore, will we together stand!
Forevermore, our sad souls shall deny
 forevermore, lost halls echo our cry!
 
You were my angel, I...

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A poet's work [like journalists] is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, to start arguments, to shape the world and stop it from going to sleep. - Salman Rushdie

Don’t think...

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I’m just having a good laugh while I still can dude before life takes its heavy grip

Until the community of clowns in disguise tie my tongue to their altar of reason

You think of a genius...

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Wake up,
there'a a rebellion going on
There's a revolt,
and the conspiracy is strong
Two hundred and fifty princes
against Moses the man of God
They all got their swords aimed
against the power of Aaron's rod
The leaders of this evil...

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I've got a fist full of Buddha,
And a fist full of Rand,
A pocket full of Jesus,
And the other's filled with sand,
That's in case I need to make some glass,
As it will proceed my foot in...

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The past is ash, you gotta rise like the phoenix, don’t like it call your mama and ask for a Kleenex. The time is long past due to stop thinkin’ and start doin’, start rootin’...

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Preacher E. Lye



He wears his white collar backwards
Piggy attenuated pagan wives’ tale
say the trigger Finger Man
has snake eyes in the back of his head

Got a gravelly-low, porcupine voice
that is cobra flatline prairie legendary

Using a lethal...

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THE PEOPLES SERVANT
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


He was here today promised pie in the sky
But we’ll soon discover its  just another lie
They’ll say anything that to them is a plus
But once they are in they ...

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THE SERIAL LEECH
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


He Was Here Today Promised Pie in the Sky
But We’ll Soon Discover its  Just Another Lie
They’ll Say Anything That to Them Is a plus
But Once They Are in They ...

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The Super Rich- Get Rich Quick Scheme
It's a joke and we've bought it
hook, line, and sinker
'cause we do not take the time
to be a more diligent thinker.
Illegals off the boat 
not allowed to vote
illegals bussed...

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The other members of the group would tease Lambent Shroud.
They’d speak in groans n puns too.
You’d sense lambent was a little uncomfortable with it all.
The other members of this amazing group were all tall, had...

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I’m sitting at my desk typing on my computer. 
My head is a satellite broadcasting a disrupted signal. 
I can’t get a clear picture of what I want to write. 
The channel keeps changing as...

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Run with the idea while hot;
fun—
stretch your imaginative pun.
For a pie-in-the-sky, it is not.
PHI

POSTED ON my blog on my website, Suzette: Poet, dated 22 July 2021,
PHI POEM INSPIRED BY THE GOLDEN RATIO.
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PHI POEM – INSPIRED...

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At birth, the first thing we do is cry.
Once we reach home, in the cradle we lie. 
Then we get bored and give our legs a try.
As infants, it’s all about me and my.

Soon, it...

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The visible world 
And the Universe,
- (Little as we know of it)
Have the indefinable stamp
Of personality on them.

That is clear - even to fools.

Meanwhile in our world,
Hawking and Dawkins –
Dr. Woe and Dr. No 
Sam...

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How boot a mud pie for the birthday girl?
(yes, that would be the snoozing missus,
hook lames to need mooch beauty sleep),
hence who might not arise for bajillion years.

Thou me noggin forced to remember
how me heart...

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To fellow young Eagles,
At poetry soup,

Such a confound,
The pull down,
Once an Eagle gets off the ground,
Flying I guess prohibited,
Once exhibited,

Good advice to fly,
Remove sty from eye,
For will pull us all down,
Before out love is wound,

To...

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Shall I burden you with another tale? 
The answer you give, I do not care. 
I do not give a mind to such foolery and trickery like that, that comes from you, 
so therefore I...

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Click on connect,
To a world brought together,
By Sun, Cisco, and Gates,
And cybervixens named Heather,
You or your business,
Can be what you dream,
No matter the cost,
Or so it would seem,
W-W-W,
Preceding some word or phrase,
The destination is gold,
At...

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THE HUNDRED YEAR DAY
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


In three more minutes they’ll open the gate
I’ll wait in my car going over my slate
It’s been six long years and it’s not over yet				
I’m wagering my future I need...

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With flaming pen 
The beast inside me scratches to remove,
Fingers pulsing with my heartbeat growing
What will prove
To quit and quiet or sparkle softly, 
In the distant night.
What would it prove to cater to 
Such shallowness...

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Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew winds 
in sails to Caribbean Sea, Blue Mountain
berries, banana walk...

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