Best Dk Poems
Dumbstruck Is Me (a rhyming, acrostic kind of thing)
Discombobulated, how apt the word
Utterly gobsmacked by the absurd
Mind numbingly mortified at the nonsensical
By waking to find I’m without either testicle
Silenced as side by side they’re strung together
To hang on the wall there forever... and ever
Running around with another man’s wife
Until I returned to a well concealed knife
Could not comprehend the Snip! Cut! and Sever!
Knock me down with a feather
I’m finding my voice is now three octaves higher
She says that it’s my fault for poking the fire
Mandy, it’s not fair that I lie here dumbstruck
Even though I was a self serving dumbf...
10 August 2021
Contest: Dumbstruck
Sponsor: Charles Messina
One-hundred percent Italian descent:
four grandparents crossed the ocean, went
through Ellis Island, from Italy sent;
my Italian roots, one-hundred percent.
But D N A samples now tested, ruled-
genetic ancestry can have you fooled!
With full Italian descent overruled-
gene structure in me- completely retooled.
Dumbstruck that percentages showed so clear
my pie chart was sliced- not a full sphere,
my mind was lost in this new-found frontier,
and wiped out ideas that I held so dear.
Through tests, my genetic past now revealed,
sixty-four percent Italian did yield!
Thirty-six percent now unconcealed
some ancestors came from lands far afield!
Mid-Eastern, Caucasus, Iberian too,
Some Jewish, Scandinavian, plus a few
chance Irish genes to mix up the brew.
My former beliefs are now so untrue.
But, soon I accepted this new-found me,
like others amazed, as shown on TV,
surprised, but excited as I can be-
with a varied, colorful, mixed ancestry!
April 19, 2017
Contest: Dumbstruck
Sponsor: Charles Messina
True facts: I received my Ancestry DNA
test results on April 1, 2017
DUMBSTRUCK
Every time I am with you, I am dumbstruck,
overcome with excitement, being stuck
in feeling funky, groovy, crazy like I am seventeen.
Hard to behave like a lady, nearing seventy.
Sitting across you, gazing at your smiley eyes
while we talk, sip our drinks between our smiles,
makes me feel a wild flower child instead of a grown,
mature woman for letting all my feelings out, known.
I am surprised for it was hard for me to like somebody
for my elusive heart was frozen in time, numbly.
I caught your eye and you melted my frozen heart,
made it feel again and warmed it until it sparked.
I am amazed by you and when I find myself dumbstruck
thinking of you under the moonlight, I become moonstruck.
Submitted on 8/31/21
Your Favorite Rhyme Poem In August 2021 Poetry
Constance La France
8/10/21 - Written
Dumbstruck Poetry
Charles Messina
8/29/21 - Judged (5th place)
Used: RhymeZone
Ever notice some looking at a cell phone,
while they are walking along- they just keep on talking;
or they are just looking and detached- and all else is unknown,
I watch them from my balcony getting off the bus and walking.
Now, the winding pathway into my building is quite dangerous,
it has many bumps and uneven surfaces, dips and cracks;
a guy on his cell was walking this path treacherous,
DUMBSTRUCK- he falls still looking at the cell phone as he smacks !
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August 14, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/Cell Phones are Dangerous - DK
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1380-965-14
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Dumbstruck
sponsor, Charlie Messina, Judged 08/29/2021
Eighth Place
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That Dunning-Kruger thing is real;
I’ve read about it once or twice,
And so my grasp, I clearly feel,
Of how it works is quite precise.
Her first date out was going to be groovy, lots of fun and go to a movie. Her girlfriend and date did go, they were off to enjoy the night with a glow. Half way through the movie show, his wandering hand went up her shirt real slow. He became dumbstruck to find no calling card, a very tight girdle was standing guard.
Date Written: 8/10/2021
7 Place
DumbstruckContest Judged: 8/29/2021
Sponsored by:charles messina
I mowed my lawn in my red Jimmy Choos
Now there’s dog poop on my new shoes
My lazy neighbor's got an untrained pup
It poops on MY lawn - they don’t clean it up!
The lawn’s dotted with piles of dog muck
I’m gobsmacked in fact I’m dumbstruck
So I’ve ordered them a pooper scooper
I hope they’ll use it on their pesky pooper
Fiction poem - but dog mess is a pet hate of mine!
Dumbstruck Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
08/14/21
*Image of Golden Gate Bridge San Francisco by Pixabay.
"San Francisco, Open Your Golden Gate"
In my youthful primes some numerous years ago,
while Haight-Ashbury flickers in San Francisco,
ex-law enforcers, lawyers, demagogues all,
met in the solemn grand chambers of City Hall,
to pass a bill addressing our Golden Gate bridge,
about soaring suicides, change bad press to a smidge.
Assemblage preponderance praised a costly deal,
for one city hemmed in a fiscal crossroads, reel,
till one member from the smaller opposition,
gave a counter-proposal, his own volition.
The bulk of them chose a huge net beneath, lengthwise,
high above passing ships, close to those jumping guys.
The sole man gave his views, first, condemning their choice,
stating, it's an eyesore, monstrous, in a loud voice,
he says his plan was cheap, so much so, he will pay,
and taxpayers need not lose out on their mainstay.
What he had said, left the entire chamber -- dumbstruck,
"You can't stop those headstrong that life's not worth a buck,"
"Stupid!" "Ludicrous!" "Outrageous!", members were floored,
He ends, "Is there an issue with my diving board?"
*This was true but since neither succeeded, I guess the press left it off the front page and put it in the Sunday edition comic section, nevertheless, we San Franciscans knew.
2021 August 10
*4th Place*
Dumbstruck
~~charles messina: Judged 2021 August 29
No one will say it
In exactly the same way
No one actually
Ever really did
Explain it
Either
Did they
They never do
When they are trying
To sell you something
Otherwise you probably might
Just not have choose to buy it
In the first place then
Would you
Come to think of it
Then everything falls to pieces
Once you factor in and throw we
Human beings into the mix
Per - Say
D . k
It's fun having fun with English,
Children are smart, sometimes we're not;
Enjoy this, call it what you wish,
One of the wittiest I got,
"How many kidneys do we have?"
The teacher asked the bright young boy,
"Four", replied he, (what a brainwave!)
The teacher laughed, he did enjoy,
The boy explained, "WE have got four,
Two of mine and two of yours, Sir",
Dumbstruck, the teacher laughed no more,
This boy, when grown, caused quite a stir!
He became a great humourist*,
The school, I'm sure, was his first stage,
He knew how to give a fun twist
To the witty English language.
08.14.2021
*Famous Brazilian humourist - Apparicio Torelly Aporelly (1895-1971), better known as the "Barao de Itararé"
(True story found in the Web)
By things I see sometimes today
I’m dumbfounded and blown away.
I’ve seen folks driving far
all alone in a car.
Covid masks they still wear anyway.
I could see once a girl IN the pool.
Did a double take because that fool
kept the mask on her face
(though she swam with such grace),
yet there wasn’t a Covid mask rule!!
Once I watched from inside hubbie’s truck
a cute couple that jogged. What the fruck!?
Out in nature they wore
covid masks. Furthermore,
by themselves were they! I’m still dumbstruck.
Aug. 14, 2021
(nothing against masks as mandated! Just a few things I thought were funny)
for the Dumbstruck Poetry Contest of Charles Messina
My circular corner garden
Is a somewhat crowded scene.
With hostas all around the edge
And day lilies in between.
But within the flowery circle
The grass is growing tall.
I’ve tried, but there’s no way
I can weed it out at all.
One day while on my porch
I glanced out at the flowers
And noticed feathery maidens
All dancing in the bowers
Dumbstruck, it just came to me!
Those uninvited lasses
Aren’t ugly weeds at all.
They’re ornamental grasses!
Dumstruck - Dk
I am dumbstruck by the advent of invention
Not jut in science and technology but also in art and writing
For now I create and share poetry without even knowing
Poetry my first love
Art and craft my next
We are now in an era where time is flying
Good to know we have advanced so much
That malice and greed is no longer that much
Nations are helping
People are learning
Civilizations are changing
People are doing
It’s a good era to be born in
People are awakened to their own potential as human beings
I seldom remember times when we had no computer
Those were times when food and shelter were for go getters
Those fights are not anymore if you do it right
Enjoying the birth of invention
Is a privilege for very many
Let’s not waste them frivolously
I’m dumbstruck by the good luck
Of a woodchuck on a spree
The harmony of living well
And laughing heartily
But still, I often wonder
In a jungle canopy
If nature is the nurture
Of the forest or a tree
When lightning bolts and thunder
Break asunder by and by
They scare the ones down under
By the wonder in the sky
But they are not a vain glow
By the time I hear a sigh
For tears become a rainbow
When I hear a lullaby
I’m dumbstruck by the numb chuck
With a big truck full of wood
The hacker in a whacker
With a backer in the hood
For love is true devotion
By the notion that we should
The logic of emotion
By the healing hand of good.
Submitted to the
"Dumbstruck" Poetry Contest
on 8/12/2021
Sponsored by Charles Messina