Short Dunked Poems
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Crazy joe had an elephant,
who he rode with some elegance,
until he wound up in his trunk
and into the drink was dunked
and cursed it's smiling arrogance
Mom said there's no time for a swim!
For sure, I was upset and grim.
The day was so hot-
Time for a quick shot!
Dunked my brainy head on a whim!
Fred had a huge sore appear on his head
Feeling itchy, he scratched until it bled
He risked looking like a fool
And dunked his head in the pool
Then gasped at the huge tick floating he shed
I bought some Viagra one day
My spouse didn’t fancy a lay
I popped it in my tea
Then I dunked my cookie
It stayed hard that’s all I can say!
(based on an old joke)
04~28~17
For Natasha, written: 08-23-2026
steamed, beheaded jumbo shrimp
deveined awful good
size clearly misunderstood
freeze burn soon seen
off tasting, dunked in
cocktail sauce
yum!
Meaning of perfection
Passing God's inspection!
Jesus alive in me
Realizing whole person
Follow the cross
Path to God's love
If dunked (baptized)
So be it!
Jesus is true power
Wise shepard
Going to heaven?
Look for Him!
Form:
When your fingernails are excruciatingly dirty
filthy even
rather disgusting
it means one of these things:
you are a gardener
You understand and enjoy dirt therapy
Or you are one of those people
Who is dunked into a bathtub
once or twice a week wailing and screaming
Luckily I am both
This thinning pen lays
on a shed of damp grasses,
where there are no flowers
to daringly explore---
A gasping star wanes
into the ash of light;
emptiness becomes its only environ
neutral as the dunked rays
greying the skyline.
Dreary as a poet's last whimper,
unfinished phrases gather to rest
anticipating the wake of morn's petals.
I have no address:
Not north or south;
Nor east or west,
Not even a dark shadow in the map.
I weave in nowhere --
Right in the middle, my tent!
My soup is characters dunked with dawn,
My bread is a piece of sun.
I have no money to share with you!
I swap you only with: idea and
Wings from mirage!
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
wings of sorrow
a monarch cries
screams of a sparrow
a heart ripped and shredded
she hates her meds
she hates her meds
dusty thoughts
saturated and dunked
her soul screams
all play is gone
she hates her life
she hates her life
inward closings
trusting no one
she is completely alone
sorrow swallows her up
she hates herself
she hates herself
This thinning pen lays
on a shed of damp grasses
where there are no flower
to daringly explore---
A gasping star wanes
into the ash of light;
emptiness becomes
its only environ neutral a the dunked rays
greying the skyline.
Dreary as a poet's last whimper,
unfinished phrases gather to rest
and in the edge of night, the world
grows still as dying petals .
"Are you a boy or a girl"?
Angry Dad asked son five times
Dunked in water, his answer:
Son: (gasping) "Mermaid!"
All rights reserved ~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~05.28.15
The Dodoitsu is a fixed folk song form of Japanese origin and is often about LOVE or HUMOR. It has 26 syllables, four lines of 7, 7, 7, 5 syllables respectively. It is unrhymed and non-metrical.
James Bee Dee dunked himself in vats of cologne,
Hoping this would cover up his lack of bathing.
Every Saturday night he spends by himself, alone.
Primping, preening, for a lovely woman, he’s craving.
Preparing for a date that might never ever be,
He resolves to stick to his determined non-bathing plan
There will be no water touching stubborn James Bee Dee.
He winks at his reflection, saying “You’re the man!”
We dogs were in an uproar, angry as all get out.
The cats get all the attention in October, we usually pout.
Let’s have our own tradition, come howl at the moon.
So this year we had their own party, all in costume.
We dunked for doggie treats out of a large vat.
We constructed our own HELLO door mat.
We sat on each other’s laps, and wagged our tails with glee.
Next year if we hold another one you can go there with me.
Chased mercilessly
over well- worn tar
palpable loss pushes
a sable brush
dunked in dread
a furious deluge
of fear
oozes out
blackens every inch
of familiar landscape
what if’s
eat through
the still static blue horizon
making a meal
of unborn dreams
slaked only by
hastily grabbed
history
coupled with
ragged spirits
that desperately
haul hope north
safe haven
on strange soil
still dark hours
away
The blood in my veins,
Long past smoldering, begins to scorch---
Beneath the skin
Purple agony erupts again,
Ignited by the shimmer of your eyes---
My breath is gone,
Excluded by my swollen tongue---
My nose feels like a potato
Overcooked,
Or dunked in hellish alien wines---
Impossible concentration---
How long will you stretch the agony---
My skin is near the breaking point,
Flame broiled beneath your gaze
Please release me,
Let me go
I have a penchant for your kiss,
I kind of dig that hidden smile;
Look in my eyes there’s no typo;
Each moment I don’t want to miss,
Baby please let me stay awhile;
It’s so warm I want to go slow;
On whispered words I reminisce,
caught up in your gentleman’s style;
A drawl dripping with southern flow;
My heart hangs on a precipice
fearing I’m headed to exile;
Picante is charged with mellow;
Affinity for pure jesters,
dunked by desire that sequesters.
Flashlamp tracings trap and dazzle,
dancing in the twilight. Children scatter
through the meadow, flip-flops flapping,
eager beavers chasing dreams.
Fast the flow, the stream blinks
back a hint of moonlight,
and the torches' criss cross patterns
splatter 'til the beams converge.
Nets are plied, and mason jars
are dunked beneath the rippling surface,
small fish wriggle in confinement,
kids' excitement and delight.
Safe and snug, imaginations
settle as they say goodnight.
King wanted tigers, but he did not want them yellow
He was an incredibly self-absorbed, picky little fellow.
I want my tigers to be turquoise, he said, lead them to the paint.
They got tipped and dunked, and a few of them did faint.
The baby tigers did better than the older ones, so those he kept.
He moved all the adult tigers out while their offspring slept.
The babies were annoyed when they discovered their parents gone.
They got rid of the king and his throne and readily moved on.