ran dumb thought
about bought
lesee i let AI o u
tune my poems
and it's so true
entomb my tomes
now for guilt
wrapping quilt
or satisfaction or both
placate faction doth
i don't write know more
blank white boar
less than not
in ending this
game of rot
composting fbook
if you care to look
just don't kiss
any dyslexic
mix or be sic
sans which rye
on rub in put in pi
know where going
less point more thumb
all ready now showing
orange ain't knew dumb
can't get past
third weak
sans rubbing kash
praytell pay less
peter's pall
merrikka stall
must get this sin
don't kill venezuelan
since rus needs busy be
now that you crane
has no see
but blown apart brain
an wouldn't want sia
defend with weapon i ran
brics expect expand
wooden wont bee ya
all drunk
aslib progressive punk
hanging hard
on mccarthy card
ptsd owns petard
widow mite well discard
hope sans nope
smoke in dumpster
grand master
some kind disaster
bad star scopes afar
goin' comin' bummin'
be a bummer
drive beatle hummer
lessee AI o u
pay rent come spent
less point more hint
A love affair with fingers
May seem dumb to some
If only their brain cells would linger
The depth of the matter plumb
Fingers play sonatas and arpeggios
Hold the spoon for to eat Cheerios
They fold up into tight fists
Unfolded, help to play whist
They tap out rhythms on desks and tables
Of so many things are they able
So, why shouldn’t we love our fingers
One can even be 'given'
to lunatic left or right-wingers
a bobcat awakened to confrontation from the cuckoo fluster
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)
Movie watching, sat Ben with dumb Claire.
Claire held popcorn she wished not to share.
Down her blouse went Ben’s paws.
Claire just laughed then because
she knew well that no popcorn was there.
A dumb question drifts in soft and sideways light
It stumbles into meaning though it isn’t right
It circles simple notions hoping they connect
Lost but still persistent in its small effect
It rises without warning shaped by sudden thought
A fragment of confusion searching to be caught
Even when it falters and even when it bends
A dumb question opens doors nobody intends
Jack on a rainy day,went on his toes
To show his bravery to friends and foes
He sang,danced,hopped,jumped and smiled
He slipped hard,though rarely styled
With back upside and downside with flat nose
What a fabulous contradiction I was
At times, disbelieving in wonder and awe
At others, feeling so far down because
I had no idea what I was living for
Gloomy skies could comfort or divide
Why did the good times fade away?
Without understanding what I was inside
Unable to avoid being a perfect cliche
So long ago, I can look back and laugh
Dumb luck has brought me to today
Even when I wasn't on the right path
I stopped myself from being led astray
No sense of wisdom
Or just to blind to see
When under her thumb
That though is then he!
How you could surcumb
To that type of missery?
Perhaps though for some
That is a stark reality!
Her as always on her bumb
Little miss lady muck is she!
A sad case of tweedle dumb
And tweedle dee
Old write was on here years ago rewrote
Written 2014 rewrite 2020..about friend and his partner ... 2004
Steven West's envoy #70 was a
teensy wee stew
eater who'd
vowed never to
wow anyone not
applying a
glands-on ap-
proach to
poaching today's or
any other
dazed whirled
musings on
plopular brick-
ish social ren-
ditions of all
winos who con-
tained extra cracks not a-
vailable on earlier
blurred virgins.
We are to remind you of your
Singleness.
It is full advisory or just to let you
Know you are single.
The chocaletes nice!
That damn duck was the best!
The sides were fabulous!
Two servings of dessert!
Wine is fine, and almost Devine!
But if you think this changes
Our status, then you crazy!
You are still single with me
Looking to another!
Finger snap to mean conclusion.
Tell your friends, some of them
Want some of this too!
We can still be friends, I like
The romantic stuff, but you are
SINGLE. I was gonna wait til you
Founded someone, and egg ya'll
On to marriage, yeah the gifts is
Mine, talk that stuff if you wanna
But more would and will keep these'uh
Hips ah grinding!
Why y'all wanna have ah goodtime
when all I gotta do is say no and spoil
It for ya! No class scumbottom guys
Buy the best gifts!
And the only reason I said anything is
Cause you told me not to eat my chicken
with a fork. I slurped the soup too!
There are sentences that are inaudible
And words that are passively silent
Oh! Words, verbs, innuendoes and pirouettes
We instantly ask incredulous questions.
Their gestures sometimes are understandable
Clever foxes hide behind vices
We comprehend very well why racists
Are intermittently invisible.
Oh! Silence that is when words do not exist
We see rats robbing the store at daylight and the cats
Patiently and intelligently examine the list
Of the remaining victims peacefully and wisely.
Words are often deadly dangerous
Daring the weapons of inequality around the hellish fire
Which is about to consume the desperate city
Where the words are silent and strangled.
Hebert Logerie , September 29, 2013
I am dumb.
Foolishness stays over me and coats my throat till I cant be me.
Tears threatening to leak.
I bite my tongue, only for the words to stop in my throat.. Because maybe no one cares..?
Maybe that "can" change..? Knowing well enough that it wont..
And never will.
Standing my ground ,hoping to be felt
But never is.
To stop from being me to being insecure to speak.
Spent so long being "okay" that I don't know if "am" okay or... not?
How foolish
Knowing it isn't
Only for me to "betray" them
Either way,
Am selfish.
And will "always" be.. in their eyes
For them to judge
And never to judge.
Wish I was dumb
easily amused
Too thick to get hurt
not care if confused
Walk around half-gone
stare at the whole truth
Shrug my shoulders
right before I shoot
Being dumb’s simple
takes boredom away
too dizzy to feel down
or deflated in any way
Gazes at a cellphone
giggles at silly memes
More so the same sh!t
a billion times seen
Dumb has it good
needs little to do
Stares at the sky
never dawns why it’s blue
Sees a vivid sunset
pulls down the blind
Quickly falls asleep
with a blacked out mind
Dumb wears the T-shirt
gets soaking wet
Catches a fever
believes it’s no sweat
Eats crap all day
doesn’t care if sick
Ends up on a drip
watches it for a kick
Dumb and numb
guitars that won’t strum
A vacant skull
muffled out drum
Won’t beat itself up
as a rule of thumb
My world’s so f•ucked
dumb’s remains plumb
* * *
the world’s cleverest man once said ~ nothing to me ~ he wanted a life
By
David Kavanagh
Darkness masked my view
I left shocked like dumb
Stellar murmured smackingly
Demanding my activity
The comets obscured my mind
I had no choice on it
Smackings and whispers in my ear
Made me active!
If I'm Gonna'
Be Dumb Anyway:
I'd Rather Be
Satisfied With
The Uniquely
Beautiful.
I Thought I
Was Gonna'
Say Compassionate!!!
How Dumb Is That?
-Gray Squirrel
12-13-2025
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