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Open Poetry #38

riaz
New Member

since 2006-08-14

Posts 6

0 posted 2006-08-25 12:18 PM

There is some talk to listen to,
Some voices unheard to hear,
And to bear witness to things that dwindle,
And disappear like the breeze in your hair.

Now I am a tune,
A tune that you hear everyday;
In the rustle of leaves,
In a traffic jam,
Or the printer in your office,
Or the keyboard tapping away.
Whilst you neglect me, in your ears, I constantly play.

In the quite of your home, when you're alone
Trying to make sense of your day,
And while you wonder how much of me
You've thrown away,
Its me that very same moment,
In my room, alone,
Trying to make sense of my day;
While I wonder how much of you
I've drawn today.

[This message has been edited by riaz (08-25-2006 12:51 PM).]

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

1 posted 2006-08-25 12:41 PM

I can picture you each in your rooms thinking and wondering about the other. A very vivid and wistful write.

Loving Light,
EA

Justbleu
Member Elite

since 1999-08-31

Posts 3329
Oregon, Originally From Alaska :)

2 posted 2006-08-26 02:33 PM

What a picture. Something I believe we all think about. Is right here in your words. I really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing.

Bridgette

"Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Andre Brink

Dublin Boy
Member

since 2006-08-26

Posts 102
UK

3 posted 2006-08-26 04:43 PM

A clever and imaginative poem and a pleasure to read.
Cheers,
Bill

Ada'Do'Lis'Do'Ti
Junior Member

since 2006-07-04

Posts 24
germany

4 posted 2006-08-26 04:46 PM

Very nice piece, well written.

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