Short Gesticulate Poems
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Borborgymus, Borborgymi,
Eructate so delightfully!
I ruminate, throat tickles late,
And choking, I gesticulate.
I just ate but I don’t gestate.
Who throws the voice? Seems I’m the dummy.
Ventriloquist and talking tummy.
Borborgymi, Borborgymus
A lovely word, why all the fuss?
H/T to Milt’s Mysterious Rumbling Noises
How do I compare to thee
Your intransience knows no bounds
Id gesticulate more often than not
Your red pattern dress
Your Yes is a No
You're darndest to know
You're like a Newfoundland
leeching unreson
Your everyones bosom except mine
You turn me into wilderness
I do not know my heart ?
I am left speechless
On the morning of your coming
you leave me dumb confounded
How do I compare to thee?
Your intransience knows no bounds
Id gesticulate more often than not
Your red Mantra dress knows no warmth
Your like a mermaid uncaught
You're darndest to know
You're like a Newfoundland
Leeching perilous unreason
Your everyone’s confidante except mine
You turn me into wilderness
I do not know my heart?
I am left speechless
On the morning of your coming
you leave me dumb confounded
Our hands so often shine for us
though they may undermine us
They might even confine us, yet
our hands our what truly define us --
Our hands gesture, gesticulate, threaten and warn
expressing our feelings from the moment we're born
We wave excited greetings to the world as day dawns
bury our faces in them, as a loved one's passing we mourn
Words come out of our mouths, but we speak with our hands
A time-honored tradition, through time's shifting sands
Dumb charade was a riot,
they laughed as he could not get,
what she pointed with fret,
he made errors,
as she shouted in clamour,
time was running out fast,
they were trying hard,
and could get object at last,
I was watching all of them,
and was also laughing ahem,
a thought struck me there and then,
look at the hundreds of deaf and dumb,
who play this game with so much elan,
without any mirth and plan,
evrybody lets them gesticulate and flap,
but nobody come forward to clap.