Long Dumb Poems
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The dumbfounded apiary
It has struck dumb the humming bee
The Queen is dead like still-born lamb
Mute mellifluous dithyramb
The hive is numb a hollow tomb
And honeycomb a waxy womb
The honey workers of the comb
Took crumbs of wax and left their home
In stillness like a catacomb
They make their way to distant coomb
Off on a prom climbing the air
With great aplomb yet unaware
On a limb far away from hive
On strange corymb they can't survive
Succumbing now to nature's debt
I doubt they'll see a new sunset
Benumbed sadness in my heart's plumb
For, I shall miss their subtle hum
How we long to speak and yet we’re dumb
Fearing we shall sound like ignorant fools
Waiting for our first communion
When will we feel safe, not quiet nor numb?
Alexithmyic,affectless,how cruel
How we long to speak, why are we dumb?
How we odd ones value every crumb
How we want to learn , to use our tools
Waiting for our first communion
By the weight of politics undone
This was never taught in any school
How we long to speak, why are we dumb?
Economic miracle,. God’s come!
No log like this was ever made for Yule
Nor for our own first communion
Stay away from Logic and George Boole
Poetic life needs metaphors not rules
How we long to speak, why are we dumb
Struggling for the lost communion
In the debate between dubbing and subbing
I side with subs to savor the original
mellifluous French, Tamil, Korean, Italian...
Reading the subtitles assists the deaf
and hard of hearing although voiceovers
benefit the blind and vision impaired.
Historically dubbing was employed
by fascist governments to advance
the nationalist agenda. In our own time
the tendency to consider dubbers dumb
implies reading’s the indispensable skill.
My wife reads her mail while watching movies
so she prefers dubs. I admire her mastery
of two idioms simultaneously
but my limited bandwidth favors subs.
Actions speak louder than words, it's true.
Folks may doubt what you say but they'll always believe what you do.
Don't let the best you have done in the past be the standard for the rest of your life. Keep on truckin' . Practice makes perfect.
The greatest of all faults is to think you have none.
Jesus Said: "Cast your bread upon the waters and you will find that after many days it will return unto you."
But many people on remembering this will cast out a stale crust and expect cake in return.
The world's most disappointed people are those who get what's coming to them.
The trouble with some folks who give till it hurts is that they are so sensitive to pain.
We are prepared for great deeds by great trials.
Nature makes it impossible to learn the ropes without falling over them a few times.
Well timed silence is more eloquent than words.
If you keep your mouth shut you won't be misquoted.
A housewarming is to give a second chance to those who didn't send a wedding gift.
Fifty-one percent of being smart is knowing what you're dumb at.
Love is the only thing that power cannot command and money cannot buy.
He who gives when he is asked waits too long.
Glass, china and reputation are easily cracked and never well mended.
Many people have a good aim in life but fail to pull the trigger.
What shouldn't be heard by little ears shouldn't be said by big mouths.
Be content with your lot and don't try to be what you're not.
To be in step with the world is to be out of step with Christ.
It's not your Will that keeps you out of Heaven, it's your Won't.
"Virus" is a Latin word used by doctors to mean:
Your guess is as good as mine.
God's people are not without trial,
Nor without their God amid the trial.
No Judgement Jamie always was told
that judging others was vile and cold,
all her teachers did proudly attest
that living life without judging was best.
And the media reinforced these words,
to judge other people? Hateful! Absurd!
To judge was the make them a victim,
what peopled needed was more compassion.
So at sixteen, at a big school dance,
Jamie found herself approach by one Vance,
she’d heard rumors he was a player cruel,
wanting only sex, and bragging rights too.
But she was no bully to judge all his acts,
so she went with him to his car out back,
when she called him later, Vance, he just laughed,
and gave her Herpes on top of all that.
Then there came college, and time to decide
what she would do with the rest of her life,
her father said study to bring in money,
her mother said think if she would marry.
But Jamie would not make that decision,
she could not judge, would not build a vision,
just went with her gut, a choice so easy,
but nobody hires for gender studies…
After college, working in a dime store,
she met her a man with tattoos galore,
her father advised,”That man is a thug.”
her coworkers said they heard he dealt drugs.
But she was in love, who was she too say
if it as wrong or right to earn cash that way,
they moved in together, it seemed all right,
’till police dragged them both out one night.
After a night in jail, Jamie was clear,
but had no place to stay that was near,
the place she’d left, she couldn’t afford,
but she got a deal from a new landlord.
Got a new place in a rundown slum,
her dad said moving to that place was dumb,
but judging these people, that wasn’t good,
it was nothing more than a neighborhood.
Until one night, when a gang-banger charged,
stabbed poor Jamie for the purse on her arm,
she died according to her moral sense,
but at least she didn’t make a judgement.
O' the poor bitter tedious (TDS) late night host
wasn’t very funny or clever and now he’s toast.
“Yep, it’s all Trump’s fault
I got canned in the vault
and lecturing you all is what I’ll miss the most”.
“Sure my show lost forty million dollars a year
and had 200 staff and expensive suits to wear”.
Well, if you like hateful drivel
you’ll have to watch Kimmel
but pretty soon that crybaby won’t be there!
“If only I stuck to fun and wit like Lettermen
or wasn’t so full of sh*t more like Fettermen”.
But lefty elites know best
and people like me detest
but it’s time to make comedy great again!
The ratings were on life support and the programs
fodder for dumb sheep and their screaming lambs.
The same old sh*t and spite
killed the host of late night
but ain’t it great to hear the silence of the hams!
~~~~
Well, Colbert - have the lambs stopped screaming?
You still wake up sometimes, don't you?
You wake up in the dark and hear Trump
and the screaming of the lambs!
Written: 23 May 2026
The dying leaves and decaying bark
The ether of silent sorrow stark
The earth feels like a distant moon
The sun, a glowing bloom, totally
helpless to their doom.
Nothing here can be real
Nothing here can we feel
No sound but the whimpering of lost souls
They can't even cry - they're just bags of bones
Swallow deep, swallow hard
Straighten your back, stand hard
Fight back tears, fists lock behind your back
Clenched jaw ringing in your ears
This sight will never leave your fears
How can man be brought to this?
How can man do this, yet love and kiss?
What other animal on the earth is so
destructive to its fellow birth?
What other animal is so cruel?
We stand and look on like pathetic fools
The gates are forced, these people can't run
They stand around, they can't speak but
they're not dumb!
Stacked in piles, all dignity erased
Burning flesh, a damn awful smell of senseless,
barbaric waste
Hardened, liberating soldiers fall to their knees
Crying, afraid of what they can see
They trained for war, they didn't train for this.
They were prepared to die, they weren't
prepared for this.
This stain of shame will always remain human,
for this can not be forgiven, for this can not be
forgotten
It's hard to comprehend
It's hard to understand
How men can create hell on earth?
How men can create concentration camps?
Hey!
I'm blowing your mind with the stars aligned...a miraculous curse in reverse (what on earth?)
- I'm out of my mind,
When you're on my mind
Do you mind?
Vibrant vibes open me wide
Like the valley Deep down inside...
You're the mountain so triumphant
While I'm confident with the river, abiding by my side like the grassland and the elephant
I don't mind that you're on my mind
Worthless as a piece of scratch paper dumped in the trash bin, so left behind
You're in my thoughts, no second dread
It's like a movie replaying in my head
Irrelevant is what I am...
God's forever lost lamb
Crying out for someone to save me...believe in me...
Lying next to you is where I'm meant to be...possibly
You needed me in my darkest hours
You surrendered to my love powers
I shutter and faint when I think of you
I melt like butter and I adore you too
Bang me like a drum
Drink me up like rum
You smoked me out like the cigarette of regret
Repent of the adding-up debt you left on the desk...you're caught in the snare-like net
Just admit it - the Lord won
You lost, so pay up...man up and move on
Be the boss of tomorrow
Forget the sorrow of yesterday...for now somehow and you'll miraculously grow
I'm feeling insecure and numb...I'm the floor gum
Because someone made me feel worthless dumb
When you make your leave,
Pull up your rainbow sleeve
Red leaves
Green sleeves
I really wanna touch it
My Heart Grieves in This Perilous Pit
Cuz you're on my mind
You're on my mind
On my mind
My mind's eye
A treasured find
I really can't...deny
Gran and Gramps are BUM BUMS!
Standing beneath bouncy castle with hope and glee
Begging my Gran and Gramps to lift me up to see
The fun and exuberance of children taking a jump
Rolling into the middle like one big kiddie lump
Screams and giggles radiate through the air
Flying shoes, squished candy and knots of long hair
Children in chaos while adults swirl round
Bellowing “Be Careful or you might hit the ground”
I plead with Gran and Gramps in my best squeaky voice
To keep their big promise and give me the choice
To join in the fun and experience all the sites
They renege on their promise and gosh that bites
I crawl into the car with a big scowl on my face
Those two party-poopers are a child’s disgrace!
Riding home in silence and feeling so glum
I give them a nickname “Gran and Gramps Bum Bums”
Waving goodbye and as they drop me to the door
Dumb “Bum Bums” will be lucky to see me anymore!
...Okay, but what about those guys
who claim that they’re ‘being replaced,’
powerful men targeting them,
disparaging them for their race,
claiming the state wants poor peasants
easy to control and to buy,
people they find amendable,
who will not bristle or defy.
People that they can work for cheap,
where current folk would stand and fight,
claiming they want an underclass
that puts less value on their righ—
…wait, what?...taking down border walls…paying to fly them across the country?...we pay for it all?...some states want them to vote?...claiming pale people are ‘oppressors?’…teaching that in colleges...crap.
Yes, but what of the pedo guy
that they say didn’t kill himself,
claiming that he had lots of dirt
on politicians, men of wealth,
that this could be used for blackmail,
the powerful to be controlled,
a network of ruling pedos,
can you believe they that it’s so?
Like any person that damn rich
Would risk it all for some weird sex,
and are so desperate to hide it
they’d slip a rope around a neck.
I’m sorry, but it seems to me
that the elites are much more smart,
not dumb enough to risk it all,
there’s easier ways to get har—
…wait, ligature marks were wrong?...security footage missing…documents with powerful names…over and over….ex-presidents, celebrities, and businessmen?...They still won’t release it?...none of the clients arrested?
Huh…
All right, I’ll bite. Tell me about the aliens…