Best Gobsmacked Poems

Splatter painted, Pollock blessed, leggy I stand,
among the green grass and healing Plantain
in a kaleidoscope of color panned.

A walking canvas in the meadowland
stems, humorously stippled...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
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Remember years ago, when you were fit
Now you can't stand too long, before you have to sit
And all the times that you ran to catch...

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Broken World



When the lies were injected 
into the veins of innocence
blue feathered quills 
dipped their nibs 
into the ink of golden stories
stalked by trolls 
dragging...

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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...

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WHO’S GONNA OWN UP

Did I just read that right, an email of sheer splendour
Thanks for becoming, a Poetrysoup premium member

O’ I so rushed into Poetrysoup...

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A packet of seeds I got in the mail
from China it said. Well, isn’t that swell?

Having nothing to do – thought I’d plant them for...

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Clean down to the bottom bill 
Smashing gobsmacked cashless
Simply crass wealthy wanting more
The silent till awaits the masses

Pouncing plastic rapist rapture
Stripped!! The global bankers dream!
Control...

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06 February 2010


Dream of Sailing
By: Noel N. Villarosa


Never sailed on a three-masted sailboat
Where it bustles to find a smooth wave
Where the wind is its engine
And...

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Why are the bees singing
As from flower to flower go.
Why have they lost their sting?
Only the Unicorn will know
Cos he magicked it so.

Loves to play...

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The All Blacks, man, are they for real?
They’re faster than the speed of light
Don’t blink, you’ll miss them, they’re surreal
I’m awake, not dreaming, right?
They just...

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I Choose My Friends So Carefully
by Caren Krutsinger & Rhona McFerran

Get back in your house,
I will stay in mine.
We won’t act like neighbors,
Everything will be...

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As we know, sometimes we can see the big picture by peeking through a keyhole. And in America today perhaps we can see better the...

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Shall I relay a sidesplitting hoot from my “care-free” on campus fun phase?
It entails a laboratory session involving three mystic world colossal oafs.
 One had...

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Alien talk I can’t understand
A Pifflewig performed a handstand
He verbalised through his ass
Gross putrid wind he did pass
Like many blokes throughout the land!

I farted, perhaps...

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