Long Scruples Poems

I met with some bankers in fine textured suits.
I struck a deal quick. (I had such a knack.)
I offered rare cacti and tropical fruits – 
a cure-all for things that ail your back.

I served 'em...

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Was this a bold  endeavour or worst-case high risk plot?
 In one sense I was caught between two poles apart  concerns.
One must never underestimate indeed trivialise a devilish 
difficult decision.
A decision that may...

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Sophistication of sinister online skulduggery...

lurks within the outer limits of cyberspace,
where dark shadows eclipse edge of night
indistinguishable from the twilight zone.

Within the Internet binary size weavers loom
shuttlecock whizzes (analogous to a bad mitten)
at speed of...

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CORRUPTION
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Now that I’m approaching the final inning
I need to re assess the ideas I had at the beginning
I thought that if you were altruistic and right
That alone was the strength needed to fight
To...

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POTD 21 November 2017

So professional in his lies - So ruthless in his ambition
Feeding lies to the simple folk - convincing in his deception
Telling them they live on toxic farm land - succeeds in striking...

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To boil with all the energy of Hell
may set aflame untethered wherewithal,
for once expended nothing can foretell
the limits of demise that may befall.
A single match may flicker to a flame
or simply set the whole of...

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And all the world would change forevermore,
for solitude’s content has come undone.
Its island bliss could harbor it no more  
as destiny unleased the rising Sun.
The sleeping giant woke to see its rays
unfurl their wrath...

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One for ten dollars is how much each one should cost to save on
mathematical problems. Here goes:

Either he or she who or either he or she who hasn't.
The who goes on front of Poetry Soup...

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I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language. "Richard Peck"


Each living being has a birth-to-death cycle,
Existence is steered by pulses above our feeble,
Despite our tries, time neither ceases...

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Lyrics start 0.05 - timed to the music

Pack your bags dear, there’s a Croc near
And he’s creeping, through the night
With his eye on - on our old stead dear
And it appears - we’re within his...

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I am so glad to be here,
With eyes so bright – they swirl of chocolate.
Content and breathing.

Thank you.
Thank you for these small feet and cute black painted toe-nails
That can fit into shoes and leave foot...

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A poet dreams, a poet writes
Words of passion, mostly unlike,
Like a rhythm nation, they rock in time
Coming from strange but gifted minds

Like a blank canvas that opens up so many feelings and thoughts
 Writing words...

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Raw bits of heavenly tasty healing power...

Sown by Norwegian bachelor farmer
in tandem with baked powder milk biscuits
courtesy your guardian angel
(otherwise known as Matthew Scott)

Writes to his dearly beloved precious offspring
(today March 25th, 2021)
in summer re:...

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One for ten dollars is how much each one should cost to save on
mathematical problems. Here goes:

Either he or she who or either he or she who hasn't.
The who goes on front of Poetry Soup...

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It was almost at the middle of my teen-age days,
When mind, like a horse without bridle, found rough ways;
Inner laissez-faire, like snake in dilapidated crack, set in,
Legs, the way they found, aimlessly, anywhere broke-in;
Parents and...

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 God as conscience is that inner voice within me,
the infinite spirit that has formed my morals;
a holy power that reminds me of my duty and scruples,
and each day I thank God for his divine...

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In the cartographies merger with the soul,
where topographies bring thought converge,
a hidden rose blooms,
its petals unfolding,
like a cipher's dark emerge,
thorns burst contradiction piercing the hymen with certitude,
as the benthic depths,
a chthonic whisper,
exhale the secrets unsaid...

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Was sitting today
at my computer.
as greatly learning 
from a tutor.

So much 
fun on facebook.
quite time
in my little
computer nook.

I was commenting
with some 
silly friends.
had to stop and wipe
my glasses lens.

I clicked
my mouse 
again and again
gazed at...

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We are the tintinnabulating trolls
To the rock rock bottom of our nonexistent souls.
Madder than the maddest hatter,
Hear us bellow, bray, and bleat;
And we prattle pitter-patter
In our jabberwocky chatter
To a bumbulating beat.
See us zim zam zoom
As...

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Is dance a metaphor for sex?
You’d think so if you knew my ex
(at least the barflies all believe
she’s hoarding something up her sleeve).
But what makes people want to dance?
An aural frenzy? True romance?
Would Hamlet, Shylock...

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Once it seemed my consciousness sailed upon a sea
in a time when the world was in a state of serenity.
Troubles loomed then, but were perfumed with smiles,
and although the journey in life had its share...

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Let me tell you a story
From a time gone by
The tale of a greedy butcher
And a pig that could fly

In the little village of Piddle Brook
There lived a butcher named Mr.Ham
He was bearded, bulky, and...

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At the darkest moment in life after too many
Fantasies, that faithful Friday night, I sat there
Wondering and wondering... The thoughts on 
And on till it bored a swollen impetuous reason.

No wonder they say puff puff...

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Some lover's jealousies are such a tight squeezing embrace
that the loved one can't help feeling
coiled and embroiled
like in the grip of a loving beast or literally a bear's hug
And which makes her sigh,
why God ever...

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Crack-ed craniums,  splintered personalities
Neural pathway of coping escape
led to a padded place for shattered identities

Disposable souls, which fell thru the cracks,
became ill weeds of society — 
Concrete tares of bipolarity

They took the sweet powdered...

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