Long Unworldly Poems

In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring...

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MY VOODOO BRIDE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



Married only three hours still in jubilation
My beautiful bride natures finest creation
A seaplane trip to an island just east of Haiti
I had in my life a model of unmatched beauty
She was...

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Estranged to a lonely room
Littered with trash and splattered gloom
Fettered and sentenced to early doom
Distressed and distraught to a sordid mood
Creeps and crawls and stalks at night

To make sure the windows latched
To make sure the...

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You have fulfilled my life with a tranquil harmony,
                        With all celestial...

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"Dark-heaving . . . boundless, endless,  and sublime . . ."
Lord Byron 1788-1824
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I am the wordsmith, guide and editor of this narrative,
this epic chronicle and story of abysmal dream love;
my fingers are ink-stained and...

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This poem is based on the painting of George Frederick Watts in 1886 
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Dreams are a window to the future, real or surreal - poet.

If it was a dream it was like no other,
soft, delicate, with silky feathers
the angel beckoned me to
an enchanting embrace.
I was tempted but
couldn’t break...

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In the moments of missing time, I’m unable to
Clearly define what is real, fact or fictions of illusion,
Bright, bright is the light of delusions, but I know
One thing I’ve been touch by the other side
Of...

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He walks the shore and gathers drift wood for a creaky beach hut shelter

Builds a future and modest abode pegs his aspirations and dreams into the sand

Crusted planks weave an intricate roof over content surrender...

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a girl - a word picking storyteller, a writer of dripping emotions
a poet - of penning poems of sadness, of nature and of my life
a sketcher - of nature, of birds, of swaying flowers and...

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We met and soon became good friends.
and I invited her home for tea;
where she stood in my living room with her eyes closed,
you have two ghosts, she said !
Well, I had suspected as much,
is it...

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OBSERVATION OF WHAT I SEE.
WITH FATHER TIME TO THE RIGHT OF ME.
HE OPENED A PORTL OF PURPLE LIGHT.
WHAT HE PRESENTED, WAS AN UNWORLDLY SIGHT.
GOLDEN CAPSULES, WITH CENTURIES OF TIME.
HE PROCEEDED TO OPEN A ONE OF...

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know you this..

There are things that can not fly
in the soul of Athena's eye,
and one of those things, is I.
Your passions form a true concern
you ache for everything you yearn
to give you everything and more
is...

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Ill-fated crowds neath unchained clouds: the Silent City braved
against a sudden flashing flood, unleashing lashing waves,
which stripped its stony structures, blown with neutron bursts that laved.

Its barren streets, although effete, resound of yesterday
with chit-chat words...

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Vampire, Of Its Hellish Temper All But The Devil Was Afraid
(Part One)

Its dark powers were off the black wickedness charts
It ended thousands with its uncharted powers
Unworldly hungry, appetite for eating hearts
Risen from Satan's darken highest...

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I saw end the mirror pensive consideration, help us Lord
Destroyed spirits of my generation dissensions, help me Lord
How long, lonely I mourned the musing. Lord help us
Down, down, down into the darkness of the missing,...

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A few pages of unanchored memories, 
                             ...

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God is good to everyone; so when you love, be in love.

Said to me a Sable Hoplite in mottled clothes; guarding the memoir of his dead wife in Boston’s subway transit.

Robbing a pedestrian of a...

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Moon both waxing and waning in perfect harmony,
Stars carpeting the pure black sky.
Ice forming on the dew, breath freezing in gentle puffs.
Picture perfect the plan was set
invited to the private  inner sanctum
unworldly treasures priceless...

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Frank Osgood
1870-1919

I was the great wanderlust of Whittier!
From 1890 until my last days,
I followed my nose, 
And other body appendages,
To distant earthly destinations, 
Both sensational and disgusting,
From the calm tranquility of a secure home,
To the...

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I

At the innocent age of sixteen I was sinless,
Pure as driven white snow and totally trusting;
And I fell in love, oh, it was more than fondness,
This was true love, my soul and heart was yearning;
I...

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The joy of birth, the growing up,
leads us to adore our lovely babies.
But not, alas, without the toils of life.
Because we experience a lack of sleep,
contend with baby vomit,
or idiotically putting on his boxer shorts
completely...

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I went outside last night in my dream, into the dark cold night,
     Winter still, surreal and unworldly, the snow falling;
I looked up into the fathomless night and snowflakes kissed me,
...

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Is Parcae Crimsom, Thy Newly Found Treasure
( In Tribute to Thomas De Quincy, Suspiria de Profundis)


Why hast thee sojourned in Kingdom of Sorrows
rejected hope and promises of tomorrows?
Eyes happily closed, to life's future offers
instead choosing...

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Rumblings in the night
 
I was trying to write the words on the screen turned 
into spatter of blood, darkness descended
A woollen mass pressing me down, I screamed
Of fear and my brother came and laid...

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