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Her Bland Palate

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Her Bland Palate

Echoes bouncing off the walls
 Falling on none at all
Whispers that grew screaming loud
 Not heard or understood(ever)
Frustrated and hoarse 
  I left them behind

Painting in broadest stokes I knew
  Squinted eyes made out no image clear
Furious my brush hand wouldn't have them see
  A picture made for you
   A labor of my heart
     But you squinting
        do not see

Every song I play falls on deaf ears
  The tones are foreign you say
Melodies don't speak to you Ever
 Only music playing for everyone appeals
  To you if it's contrived and catchy
    The lyrics don't resonate?
      Surely you might like
       Music that stands

If all that stimulates is minimally amusing
 The highs set to medium in an over-all low
How can I Identify?  How do I see life how you see?
  The words have no meaning? Art no beauty?
     Music no texture?  Life no color?
      If bland is your palate...we cannot be
     For this is all that I am
       You feeling connected...
                 To me means...

Copyright © Steve Voorhees

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  1. Date: 3/18/2009 6:06:00 PM
    Love this contrasting poem....needing to feel the connection to things in the same way...part of attraction is sharing that excitement, that passion whether it be art or music or life itself! It does mean everything!! ~ great job! Carrie

  1. Date: 3/17/2009 4:18:00 PM
    The artistic format drew my attention right off the start. You pose some interesting thoughts. Thank you for sharing this poem with us. Keep on writing. Karen

  1. Date: 3/17/2009 2:55:00 PM
    creative masterpiece. well put together and thought out. the title in the ending pulled it all together. great John H. Loving III

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 11:37:00 PM
    Wow, i like this one!!! Absolutely your partner has to support and appreciate what you do, or else what good is it to have one!!! Peace Fathima

  1. Date: 3/15/2009 2:29:00 PM
    So many things come to mind! hmmmmmm 1st the layout like little tornadoes is get for the swirling mindful topic 2) You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink..PS you know I've tryed!!LOL 3) Excellent contest entry for 5 Element/5 senses need to use all of either. 4) Perhaps, you can build on the things you know she already likes...instead of having her feel foolish and befuddled for not understanding what's clear to you? Light & Love

  1. Date: 3/14/2009 6:33:00 PM
    I hear your song, Steve. It does not "fall on deaf ears." Very deep and compelling poem! LOVE it! Carolyn

  1. Date: 3/12/2009 4:36:00 PM
    I really enjoyed this poem... the first stanza especially. I love how each stanza trails off... in the first stanza it almost reinforced the idea of "Echoes bouncing off the walls". This is absolutely gorgeous, Steve.

  1. Date: 3/12/2009 5:06:00 AM
    Well they say opposites attract, but yeah, this is a tough one. Your message is loud and clear, a huge disappointment. So strong, emotional and as always, brilliant. Love, Shar

  1. Date: 3/12/2009 2:02:00 AM
    A very sad, powerful, angst bringing poem of frustration! I am nowe frustrated with this person NOT seeing/feeling it!!! well conveyed, love, Kristin

  1. Date: 3/11/2009 3:45:00 PM
    This is brilliant! Wow! *^_^* LOVE it all the way to the end. I read it several times. You are a poet! I especially love the whole fourth verse and the first few lines of the fifth. Love and hugs, Christie

  1. Date: 3/11/2009 10:06:00 AM
    Steve my brother.. you are the lion with words my friends..this isn't a bland piece of writing.. way to paint to this the form and the second stanza is awesome..thanks for your comments on my poem..very close..