Long Dumbstruck Poems

Humanity keeps looking forward, toward the coming of a birth,
and we’re all deemed as equals on our first day on this earth,
but as the years go quickly by our lives become our own;
we’re seen as...

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Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly 
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; 
ofttimes imagined as time thief.

Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...

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[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
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London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum 
They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a museum
A thousand Terror Bugs were massed, in...

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“The External World of the Internal”

when the Internal 
finally woke up,

it was like all the words 
in that book, flew at It 
like flaming arrows, 
an external barage, a tale, 
of trading 10 for 50,
a...

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"The Reptilian Anthropocene"



The Reptilians
war daily 
enrobed in their
stiff distinction suits
rainbow coloured badges 
pinned to their lapels
they beat their breasts 
and oily palms
profiting from all 
the soft-boiled 
foxes on the run
cerebral cortex bound
thinking they are free-willed
and...

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PART I

The girl was walking with the boy. The color of her cotton saree was lighter green. Her face was a little worried.  Some might not fully understand the situation, some might see her...

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A sudden feeling propelled me to go down to Ellanor C. Lawrence Park
and walk on top of the old colonial Spring house  wall 
I have been to that place before and walked  back...

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Anxious, chained at the barrier hither
Musings take hold of my existence
Unsure whether I am an individual or a species
Do I contain contradictions in these multitudes

In a universe beyond my window
As the Lady of Shalott confronts...

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Arcola circa late 1960's early 1970's...
easy to conjure this idyllic June 8th, 2020

Envision bucolic Currier
and Ives rendered landscape,
or canvas painted
courtesy gifted late Thomas Kinkade
(or substitute favorite creative soul)
how aforementioned illustrious artists drape
mesmerized amateur and/or

art appreciation...

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So, I play my game
Yes, play your own too
If mine affects your aim
Change strategy or rather boo
My efforts than trying to clear my path
For redress would fire back my math

My morning is to learn
From the...

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My aunty Gerty Gribble was a true blue pioneer 
as she and husband Harold ran a place called 'Bendemere'. 
Two dinkum Aussie battlers, who had given their life's blood 
to fifty years of toiling on...

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Might she be Alkaiya, the Goddess’s Mistress of War?
Is she still to be alive, from the thousand years before?
She heard me as I drew closer and turns defensively ready to strike
Yet she stood dumbstruck, starring...

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One fine day, I planned a visit to zoo
Alone landed amidst the fauna left so few
Treaded merrily on greenery, singing my heart out
Whilst a lion’s scary roar made me shout

‘Ah! Another visitor’, said the lion...

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One would think that I should have known BETTER.                          ...

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Standing at your grave 
Thinking,
It could be someone else's life
But why you?
Why try to be so brave?
He was a soldier
Martyr did he die.
Splendidly lifeless was I
But just could only cry.

A faint memory striked my head
"Do...

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It isn't you, she said
It's me 
And set her fabrication free.  
Revealed that covert expertise
In jubilant solemnity
In the art of feigned, half-flattery.
And yet I look on powerless
still dumbstruck by her vanity
Awestruck by her deftly...

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"FAKE" assertions unstoppably
bandied with beef,
(sans doughty deeds done dirt cheap)
courtesy of commander in chief
trumpeted as a way to backout,

embarrassment analogous to the thief
of Baghdad, when culpable faux pas
woe philly pops thought balloon of mine
reckons with...

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Every friggin day
mother hen runs amuck,
while all chicken's
beady eyes appear awestruck
drawing particular
agitation, irritation, perturbation...

of Punxsutawney (Doctor) Phil
(well grounded) woodchuck,
the latter glaring at henpecked
yours truly rifled
tail feathered rooster,
whether communicating 

nonverbal sympathy
towards me, a garden variety
Gallus gallus...

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I am fed up of falling this failing fall 
no person has fallen this far before 
have fallen through the very floor 
can’t force further (crack) there’s more!

How much farther can I take? 
rather damaged...

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I heard a story once about people up north.
Where there’s long days and long winters
And the snow piles higher than houses.

They hunt wolves in winter,
Finding ways to do it safely.
Horrific and brilliant methods.

Take a knife...

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I wish I knew how to be wise
And have that knowing look in my eyes
Remaining silent while you nattered
As though I knew what really mattered

I’d never chat about the weather
Or discuss TV when we’re together
Always...

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(Read later stanzas for more of the humour part ; parody of politics)

I Can't think well of a democracy
if nepotism and false promises
are part and parcel of its idiosyncrasy
A system of governance can't appeal to...

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Anguished pained introvertedness
choked, immobilized, paralyzed...
rigor mortis frozen state held sway
over mine adolescent body as if...
scared to death upon unavoidable
close encounter (perhaps maybe

third time within same number of
days), sans wretched mortified
inevitable orbit, this bodily Earth-
ling on...

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Where does he go and what can he do, this wife he married is not the same
words of love have been replaced by abusive words, bent on giving him shame
the sun has turned into rain;...

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Strolling along through Gumgulli Park
where shadows of trees made it quite dark.
Absorbing birdsong filling the air,
taking in beauty with barely a care.

Some people were out walking their dog,
others were passing me out on a jog.
Quite...

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