Long Snipers Poems

My eyes stare straight,
fixated on something in the distance, 
humming a song that would send chills,
if you ever got the chance to listen.

A padded cell and a straitjacket,
the doctor giving one of his ‘visits,’
his moans...

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Thanksgiving, 1971,
a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305
as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman,  anarchist airborne, 
black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie
and a black briefcase broaching black motives,
Portland to Seattle, prison or criminal pantheon, 
before...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
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London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum 
They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a museum
A thousand Terror Bugs were massed, in...

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Ah the lovely seasdie
Ah the lovely seaside

Childhood scents
Salt air, Salty bitter memories

Jacques had turned just seven
He dreamed to walk along the seashore
He dreamed to see the seagulls sore overhead
He most of all dreamed to leave...

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February came in keeping with its ancient character a month of coldness, wetness and of thawing,
With departing frost and melting snow, February could possibly be called the wet season,
Maybe it's a time for floods and...

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PTSD

Like rabbit in the headlight caught
I want to move, i know I ought
But quicksand stuck, I’m petrified 
My body still, arms laid by side
Stretched out on mattress, naked, soaked
From sweat in which my body’s cloaked
My eyes...

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caught in the crossfire, of well-hidden snipers
that aim through the lens, of venomous vipers
paralysed by poison, blinded by spies
unarmed victims, enemies in disguise
shadows that taunt us, ghosts we let haunt us
vanish in the light, of...

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TRENCH  CURSE 1918
BY
JOHN M. ARRIBAS

	
Patriotic songs give us reason to cheer
Except when “ over there” becomes over here
Mounting casualties are easy to explain
Men on foot crossing open terrain
Synchronized whistles signal the attack
Rise out of...

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Where are you going when the sun is shining? Where are you going when the tempest is raging? The shadows are burnt out of the sky; and the clouds are rolling by with a strange...

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[V 1]
Kisses his Mamma goodbye and boards the plane
Watches his girl as she cries and feels the same
Wonders if he'll ever come home, 
If he'll ever know
The unborn babies that he wants to show
Just How...

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GUM AND GUNFIRE
I SIT AT MY KITCHEN TABLE COMFORTABLY EATING A MANGO WITH OREO COOKIES
while a father fights off fearfulness fervently in a far off forest deep in Da Nang
Where even the trees have fangs
And...

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The Silence of War

Behind the Curtains of a church window
Men in Prayer, orchestrated by sweat and Lice
Find relief from snipers gaze

Beside the cross sits the last candle
Flickering precariously, searching for sanctuary from the wind
But the...

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It was quite a surprise to us
when monsters came out of the night,
the beasts and bad guys of legends
who for so long gave us a fright.

We thought they lived on movie screens,
pulpy books, and local...

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What do I have to do with thee when you keep pushing the water towards me, what do I have to do with thee when everyone keeps coming after me. 

The tides are riding high...

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From jokers to aces...shooting sharp arrows of anger at Gods shepherds and His sheep
With perditions plots and plans...with a million madness minds...
STILL OUR FAITH IT KEEPS US FREE

Jokers...laughing loud lunatics with red hot invisible pokers
Stirring...

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Envisions of a new world order
Have infected
My ideologies
Concerning political parties.

Apathetic to the suicide bomber
Clutching his holy scripture
As Jesus is turned
Into an aborted fetus.

Starving for liberation,
Feed us.

The refugee diet
Is to die for, try it.
Stomachs bellow
As anxious...

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FRACAS MISCELLANY

(Let's Slam):

This futuristic society is all about the status quo.
The soul of humanity is therefore exposed to terrorists’ attacks and war.
Where I am from cries out to unknown God to no be the prophesy...

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SNIPER

A yell “ man down;” then zing, pock, pock,
pock, pock against the sandbag revetment.

Down on the plain is a man in a spider hole,
he is well hidden and armed well enough,
smokeless powder provides no clues.

Binoculars...

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...And though the rifles were slower to load,
the Overmountain Men made use of trees,
concealing themselves from counterfire
in places that the British couldn’t see.

With countless snipers popping out to shoot,
all the loyalists there atop the hill
knew...

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VASILY ZAYTSEV

As nature took me back into times,
To witness sadden and heroic events filled with cries, It was very soul engulfing that I couldn’t stand to witness,
But was compelled by purpose to attend.


Old time landed...

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The spiral staircase made her high heels sing, the metal tips on her heels dinged on the metal steps. 
The sound reminded John of bullets ricocheting on a tin roof he had heard two weeks...

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'Hey J-Dog..!' alpha squad's boss, a real character, 
pointed an exaggerated finger at my chest..
Asked him 'yeah, what?' 
'Your shinin'...' - Looked down to see, 
a bright red envelope pokin' out my breast pocket. 

Goin'...

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Terrorism Uses Violence
By Franklin Price
9/21/2016

Terrorism, uses violence to politically achieve a goal
The terrorist does the dirty work, as required, it's his role.
A bomb, a gun, a knife or two, a commercial high-jacked plane
Anything to scare...

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The tribes of Canada's aboriginals are recorded,
On birch bark scrolls their history and stories told;
And in songs and poetry they keep their heritage alive.
           ...

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The heat and the wet is what you remember with dread
When Australian Servicemen and American engineers stopped them dead
The first defeat of the Japanese in New Guinea in their empire race
It was Milne Bay in...

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