Long Town crier Poems

It was the time before the celebration on Saint Peter’s day, when the noble page took a fine white scroll and was glad upon his way.
For a bird had whispered in this good page’s ear...

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"Books and Covers"



"Books and Covers"

"Covers and Books"

"Stories and Lovers"

"Lovers and Stories"

"Some Time It Took"

"Spinning Wheels Spinning"

"Needles Pricking Thumbs"

"Agatha and Daphne"

"Danvers is Rebecca's Mum"

"Casting Fishing Hooks and Aspersions"

"Bewitching Hour"

"Drinking Potions of Lovespell's Nasturtiums"

"Lost Love Woods" 

"Hidden...

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"The Odyssey of We are Centre"



Where does he come through 
with his fishing lines?
Casting off metaphors
worms of vitriol
hooked and dipped,
he’s so green backed  
rolling in grandiose 
self published flack
unhip and seasoned 
with his tart...

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A true story.

Here I was,
23 or 24...
Classed an "Executive"
NYC Dept Store Chain,
"Executive" label meant
I could work overtime
For one half of my normal salary...
But a fool sees stars
Where he should see crime

Promoted "Furniture Buyer"....
Big Ticket spot....
They...

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Where is the president?
Have you seen the president?
He ran away from the country
When he heard the boom sound of 
The terrorist guns down the north west.
He said he can't control the raging terrorists
Because their arsenals...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "The Bumble Bee Big Blue Sky Boston Two Step on Love Street"


She said, "Pffft Bumble Bees Rule, 
No Bees, no World
Shy Little Hearts 
Big power 
freedom wings
realised 
dreams into reality
unfurls
Who’s to write...

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The bridge you walk over
The water that carries you over the fall
One whom singles out souls to meet other souls.
I AM a human bridge.

I know who will love you, and
who would care enough to learn...

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I don't know when these lines ran off my shouldering lips this morning...
but I guessed they are spirit and being,
home and forest, evil and sorrow. 
I don't know that men are made of
two spirits &...

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This is a tale of a broken heart
This is the news that was whispered in the market.

When I saw the maid from Mazi Nduka's house
I dreamt she was my spouse
So that my melancholy days were...

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5/16/22



Here let me paint you a drawing
My skin crawling
Something stirring and calling
As the leaves begin falling
It's appalling
That people are always squabbling
And gossiping
Yet another mauling
It's no longer enthralling
The temperature of the water freezing or scalding
People aging,...

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Soldiers in the line of fire,
we're mic for hire,
we're for the cash or die
so all kneel to the poetic sire,

It's the black king from the goddess
plantin' cash seeds in the garden of loot,
It's the moment...

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THE AMERICAN DILEMMA 
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



There was a time when the town crier spread the news
Terse, straight, unfiltered, unbiased with no personal views
Alas, those times have disappeared into days of yore
We now have more news...

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twisted tied dyed bug infested, interested;
mon tosh memorized motor vehicle registrations;
tailor chokeberry reaches rhymes gyrations;
leaving whom am I to remain, sustained
captured...

WHY SHOULD I COMPLAIN
no ones listen......
no one listen.....
WHY SHOULD I COMPLAIN
who am I to cry
no...

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On one daring day, when the bruising sun was yet to set
And unfold the opportunities of an anticipated and hopeful day.
A bystander sprouted out from her shell into the dew
Hardly aware of the blindfolds of...

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I walked alone by moonlight as I lived in fear of the sun,
Blinded and burnt once too often by her false promises.
Left thinking everyone only ever saw her loving warmth,
While I sat silently crying cold...

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The town-crier said it thirty-many years ago
About the pool of blood that swept my fathers time
Not excluding the famous town-crier of that era
People freely bought their ticket to heaven and hell
The goats refused to listen...

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default, your domain undisputed,
a challenge to accept,
that we are the exception,
never asking exemption,
this said without pretention,
to come across the fulcrum,
you would know the tension,
a fate which lies in question,
 
how are we defined,
what is deviation,
when...

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Madness about everything,
Craziness about nothing,
The complacency of the aboriginals.
Unlike the tail-wagging syndrome
Of the black man, a hyperbole!
The truth of nature prevails.
Yes, upon their claims of immunity.

“We taught you the how and why of life,”
The songs...

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I know village where blessings is their curse
From their mountain of gold they mine penury
Right in the village square is fountain of thirst 
where Fathers won't stop narrating to child
The old tales of enmity as...

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I lurch and crawl from 

Bar to Bar

As most of all regulars and barkeep alike 

Unfortunately can vouch and attest for

As i am well known or shall I say infamous

Far and wide in these establishment...

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Well they done took away ma pension
whilst I waren’t payin no tention.
Never thought thet thar could happen,
Seems ma face they keep a slappin'.

Ah trusted all them folk thet said ah could,
ah took their word like...

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peace and quiet tha's all i desire,a village green without a town crier
a tranquil spot a silent idyll,more chance of finding caviar at your local lidl
i get through my door and hope the noise will...

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His teeth were crooked, broken, mostly missing
When he spoke he slobbered while he was lisping

So the town gave him this nickname
Sad epitaph to his fateful fame

They say shame is our deepest sorrow
Those who have it,...

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Tonight, the full moon blooms
And foils the looming gloom.
The remnant doom from noon
Has lost it's bullish tune.
And embraces dusk's eerie cool.


The village square it illuminates
Arena of moonlight tales of late
The little ones gather and wait
While...

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Fretting anonymous
I’m joining
You join with a deep breath in

I draw breath, I stall
My breath trips and tumbles over my ribs
I stumble and fall
My breath still goes in and out

Tomorrow is a new day
Breathing life into...

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