Best Dumbly Poems

Oh, this impish ill!
this mystic flock of ever-roaming pain;
You now possess fully
my body and my life.
I am at your full attention and mercy;
Do you not...

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Hand reached through
  to pull you through
Ill always do that for you
  I held you closely, caring closely
you drench my shirt in tears
But...

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"Oh, dear! There's a lion in my tumbly,"
Winnie the Pooh, said, "I'm feeling numbly"
I'll climb up the tree and get some honey.
Nothing'   like...

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With women the heart argues, not the mind.
MATTHEW ARNOLD, Merope

1. The stand of old growth Melalucas,  graces the lowlands of our farm.
For over fifty...

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Put on a happy face
when I release taut fingers 
from your pallid cheeks.
Promises and empty lies 
are sported clichés
that spoil a silenced vocabulary.
A quieted understanding...

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In the silence lies a mortal wound
a voiceless arrow has struck
dumbly it thunders 
identifying 
final innocence crushed

Exquisite is the torture of a silent stare
holding every...

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On July first
There was a lockout
Players couldn't play
It almost knocked me out
Games got canceled so I couldn't see
The New York Knicks play on TV 
But...

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Corpulent cottagers clapping like clowns
a fat Friday festival, gobblers and gowns.
Merry mad munchers of muffins and mirth
do-si-do dumbly, eaters of earth.
Champagne sugar shoved in a...

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The poet to his garden went
To ease a potent, lingering grief;
He thought his sadness might be spent
If he could eulogize a leaf.

The sunshine was as...

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"You in the military?"

I was confused at first and didn't know why the man would ask me such a question. But then I remembered my...

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On the plane I meditated or at least I tried to.  Most of the time I get a seat to myself.  These days...

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Why was I given these eyes that hide 
Behind this clumsy heart-
Hands and knees forever searching 
For an honest soul?
It feels as though we're wringing...

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Some metallic beating of a Drum like heavy rainfall resonated through the night 
as the wind swept through the trees and across the somber ponds...

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To the end, the Home will uproot itself in nomadic urge -
The Flesh will ache to lift as paper from its delicate strands 
 with...

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drowning...

Screaming silently for that one breath

of life...

that whirling maelstrom of beaten-down loss upon wrap-around defeat

of life...

that mercilessly shovels heaps of leaden rubble as you try...

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