Long Vindictive Poems

Let’s talk about it.
The projected disrespected was selected! Yes selected, not by man, but by God.
144, yes, that’s the number it took for Shedeur Sanders to be drafted.

Let’s talk about these NFL owners from the...

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Did I hear that wrong?

On my way for another appointment
with the vampire bleeding Quest,
big stage conversations on the radio
travel way too fast
for me to stay tuned in
to our nesty mess
at my normal liberal-conserving pace.

A single...

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REVOLUTION
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


A revolution is much deeper than what the eye can see 
An opportunity to rid the land of despotism and tyranny
When any citizen can expose the enemies of the state
Present and judge valid...

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I have become haunted by therapeutic wonder,
within wonder,
surrounded by Wonder,
made of Wonder
these past few days
and traumatically troubling nights.

I have also become terrorized by vindication,
vindictive Win/Lose threatening relationships
learned from retributive justice philosophers
who are also parents
and teachers,
so...

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Step right up, buy your ticket, wait in anticipation to see the show, the one beneath the tent that holds all the dreams I never wanted to be exposed
But now it’s time, I must share...

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Kindly stick to digging pineapples in the future as magic dust particles can really only spring up in defense patterns. And is it really wise to deal cards in a high tide. Deliver not an...

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POTD 13 March 2019

Welcome! - We are excited to release our very first Visual Video Poem. 

(I trust you will enjoy the complete production effects and the superb narration by Dorsey Jackson (Deeja) on the...

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Open up your mind and your heart for a change
Please don’t hesitate, 
For, you aren’t pushing the limits
If I were yours, 
I wouldn’t be drawing near to depression
Heads up! Don’t slouch down
Lift your head from...

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“For other answer”, told, “ I cannot lean
Than do it, because to honest question
Must follow action, with no word between”.

We dropped down the bridge with its progression
Where following it is reached the eighth bank,
Then I...

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(World War One Poem)

Field Of Dreams

The World has stated our freedom,
the worms shall share a soldier's fear.
To look above my trench
is to be a thief in the night.
Life shall lurk, afraid of what is above.

My...

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ETHREE

Witch
Sneering
Bubbly
A pimply nose
To be feared by all
So Halloween friendly

More terrifying than ghosts
Placing eye of newt in cauldrons
Pure evil in our fantasy books
Horribly foul and mean in faerie tales.
A frozen heart places children in ovens

Crones of...

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O, September, I feel the subtle scents of dandelion days melting into oblivion,
Like spring waterfalls of delirious diamonds collapsing into the abyss of memory,
While sentimental sapphire memories flow among clouds of color-blind cruelty,
Revealing how the...

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You Have The Power

My youth was evaporating, I needed to go back 
to my doctor, run towards his clinic which 11 
years ago I stood at that door, helpless, bloody, 
lost, angry, vindictive, and alone,...

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Incessant flagellation no longer torments nor assails psyche of mine...

until courtesy amazing grace interceded
in the doggone guise 
of Canis lupus familiaris
unwittingly timely deliverance
videre licet as an unconditionally loving 
emotional support animal.

Emotional and financial crucifixion
synonymous with...

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Mediocre son (me) crafts letter to his papa

Impossible mission to escape end of life woe
visit courtesy grim reaper 
inevitable for every mortal,
whether he/she alive
yesterday, today or tomorrow
quintessentially senescence tabled
upended wrested status quo
belief, dogma, faith...
(i.e. Unitarian...

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O August, I feel subtle scents
of dandelion days melting,
like spring falls of delirious diamonds,
while memories of sentimental sapphires
flow amidst clouds of colorblind cruelty,
revealing how butterflies
from the temple of fragmented armors
abandoned my spirit
at the altar of...

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24 seconds of silence for (Kobe Bryant)

Twenty four seconds of silence,
seems like forever, 
and yet seems so short.  

Just like Kobe's journey in life,
so much accomplished and yet,
cut off in death tragically.

Kobe was known...

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Destiny doth accompany, deliver, inveigle America...

Smartly, squarely, summarily into
pall bearing sized hands Helena Handbasket
adorned with Aconite (Monkshood) atop casket
signaling demise, née sealing freedom
(of life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness) fate
with eternal bondage super glued gasket.

I...

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Been through struggles as of recently
Been blue, need snuggles on a daily
My presence is forever a lost paradise
My deliverance of sins of the past is right before my eyes

The desert of lies, desert of lies
Has...

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America...

After 9/11, the country seemed reborn
Ready to shift from the shallow to the profound

What ever happened to the America that could have been?
What ever happened to the America we deserve?

Step into my church
And pray
For a...

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YESHUA
His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate,
scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and Yosef and surely
a brown-haired, brown-eyed Middle-Eastern man, sun-bathed and beige,
raised in the traditions of Abraham and Moses, David and...

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When my inkless isles 
become drenched 
   with icy wintergreen embers 
of apologetic auroras ~ 
 and l i f e loses its lyrics in lilith's labyrinth, 
  this soul orchestrating in...

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HE WAS NEVER A CHRISTIAN!

His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate,
scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and 
Yosef and surely an olive-skinned, brown-haired, brown-eyed
Middle-Eastern man of medium height, raised in the traditions...

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30 years youve been one step ahead of me
all my life doing what you can to stop me
pulling such easy strings
a bullet on my doorstep
slowing my down with the chaos you bought me
one step ahead...

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Hux said,"My mother realized
that I was a being apart,
but if you’re all sure I’m a mistake,
then please, come stab me in the heart.”

To ensure that he drove home his point
he then pulled out his pocket...

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