Long Splattering Poems

Do you remember?
We lay in the moonlight, exhausted and content,
Moments from perfection, skin glistening with moisture,
Salty and sweet from love - love so amazing
That it stunned us every time ...
Always better than before, and always...

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Last night I dreamed.

I dream--

sometimes too athletically,
fertile regeneratively,
viral, positive and negatively 
and in-between sub-climax performing 
some wins and some perpetual losses 
more ambiguously back and forth, up and down, in and out,
and not nearly sensual...

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Note:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation	Poet, dramatist, essayist, novelist
Alma mater	University College, Oxford (no degree)
Literary movement	Romanticism
Spouse	Harriet Westbrook
(m. 1811;...

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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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I’m here, in this terror.
 Blood, blood puddles everywhere
like after a demonic storm of rain, but instead it’s human red liquid .
Splattering,
leaking and escaping.  
More of it appears
at each second .
Tick, splat. Tock splat 
two...

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Deep In Newly Disturbed Soil, Lies My True Love

(  “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them” – George Eliot.)

Deep in newly disturbed soil, lies my true love
'neath a canopy...

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{Your death would be my own

{"I barricaded my heart,
After your death, So that nobody could strip away and clutch at the light,
That was left over after you deliberately left me,
Shattered into the pieces nobody,
Could pick...

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Horror squeezes my chest like pliers on a straw ...
There - out there in the black,
Something moved ... again ...
Just briefly, a flash of pale in the ink,

But enough so I knew it was real.
I...

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NINETEEN FORTY TWO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


As a young man in Jersey I wanted to be a cop
One sunday morning that dream came to a stop
Our nation had been a victim of a vicious attack
By an aggressive...

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Leaves glitter quietly, serene and slumbering,
Beneath the frost’s quick breath.
Amber, gold and mahogany – crisp as the voice of winter
Shadowed by trembling winds of December,
Hopeful and happy beneath the jewels of laughing songs,
Inspirations drifting softly...

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———

2016,

Sheep.
Magpie.
Mule deer.
Mustang, colt, mustang...upon the ridge.

Eagle's nest, bald.
Oreo cows, in far field.
Running baby cows.
Sheep.

Felled branch...100 mph winds.
Controlled burn, left quiet;
but not, as it turned out,
without embers enough
to catch to flames
and race up the Sierra,
down the...

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*** SINGING MEMORIES ***

“Many days you have lingered around my cabin door.
Hard times, come again no more.” **

A memory came flying through to me this afternoon
— a fine memory, not recently seen,
Up from long ago,...

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(Oh, how time goes by, hm?
It's been
A long while 
Since she last said 
Farewell.

(She remembers;
Your smile
Despite your unnerving hand
Said you wanted to plenish
A rogue tease
On her lips. 
Which was fine 
Then.
But time went, 
And desire...

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S p a r k s
of magic
g l i s t e n
beyond ice and fire,
as you are the balmy flare
that never dims~
amidst the rolling
ferris of fate…
Tonight… I write your name
on Hathor’s crown of the...

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Pitter, Patter, Ratter, Tat, Tatter, Rain falls softly on cracked window pains. The house darkness is solid, quiet as death, it covers all where it rests. BLACK! Among the silver silent willow trees. Above heaven's...

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Through the chaotic screams, echoing fear,
Trembling tears erasing the memories,
Moments, softly shadowed by soundless yearnings …
Soon, we shall be leaving this world, this life,
Leaving for another world, where – surely there’ll be no strife.
Surely, surely...

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I have a friend
His name is George
He is a giraffe as tall as my house
We have fun together
Walk for miles along the fields
He lets me ride him 
We run as fast as the wind
George likes...

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A night after work,
David leaves walking,
seeing no one outside,
and hears no one talking.

He heads up the street,
and passes an old store,
then moves on to the alley,
just up a little more.

After reaching the entrance,
he sees a...

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Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Waiting impatiently 
to face some inspiration given by God
Over the driver and I 

By the way you shrivel up...

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Echoed in the embrace of autumn’s wind,
Gentling whispers, sighing 
Breathing prayers who consume guarded
Flames from yesterday’s shadows

Considered by the trembling branches,
Tugging against the gusts,
Laughing into the twisted leaves, dancing
Swirling caresses of soft amber, 
Succulent tangerine...

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 Listen to the 
ticking hands of twilight,
close your eyes,
while I take your thoughts
   to an ivory reverie of 
flickering fantasies… 
there I’m cruising 
above an 
 island of mystery
in a flying 
...

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A dreaming man in the state of REM
sees the dream as a reality
rivers of thoughts like sparkling gems
reveling in his new found sanity.
hours ago, a dozen empty bottles
deafening music and cheesy sizzles
gagging from second hand...

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My sad, deplorable glory is a nightmare for another
This knowing is sickening to the bone
The need for anothers' pain is like a virus
Slitting the veins of truth and delirious want of false
Watching the bile flow...

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The CoOp featured Women and Families
and their Matriarchal Allies,
often LGB and/or T,
and even some curiously queerer,
but not meaner
in appropriate demeanor
regardless of habitat
and camouflage
and costume,
ready for a folksy ball,
come as you neighborhood are
at Three Sisters CoOp.

The...

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