Unheard

it's like a singer performing on stage without vocal chords his words fall hushed in silence like a deafness upon ears that hear

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Juliet Ligon

Date: 1/25/2020 12:34:00 AM

Reminds me of trying to scream in a dream, but no sound comes out. This is a more creative way of expressing it and gives meaning on a new level because the ears can hear, but no sound comes out.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/25/2020 4:40:00 PM

Thank you Juliet...it does have that feel to it...i often wonder at those moments or trying to scream in the dream and not being able to get the scream out if the scream actually is released and if anyone can hear it? i used to sleep walk and talk as if awake when i was a little girl...i don't as an adult though... you made me ponder more thought... hugs

Agnes Krampe

Date: 1/24/2020 7:03:00 AM

Great image, and I like your succinctness. Looking forward to reading more of your work

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/25/2020 4:38:00 PM

Thank you so much Agnes... it's been a long time since i read your work as well...hugs

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 1/23/2020 11:54:00 AM

Hi Sandy, I guess life is so fast that we try to keep up with every thing, sometimes I fall behind, but always endeavor to catch up - this poem is special, as you are my friend. Blessings, Jennifer.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/23/2020 8:18:00 PM

Thank you Jennifer...it wasn't about me...it sparked from a conversation with someone... we all have little time to spread between the things we love and the things we need to do...i work and rarely have time to visit everyone in one day... hugs and blessings :)

Ann Foster

Date: 1/22/2020 4:38:00 PM

Lovely. I watched a clown.. a great clown at a small circus of abut 600 people...that said NOTHING... and got the whole tent rolling, laughing, singing...and dancing from their seats... without the use of a word or note. It was magic. As my son can not speak well, and I was elated... at the miracle in front of me. Love your poem. Ann

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/22/2020 6:36:00 PM

Thank you...i saw a clown on tv that didn't speak i think he was called the sad clown but he sang... so cool that he could get through to those that can't speak... sometimes silence can speak in great volumes...especially to the heart :) hugs

M. L. Kiser

Date: 1/22/2020 2:12:00 PM

Perfect.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/22/2020 6:34:00 PM

Thank you... :) hugs

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 1/22/2020 6:45:00 AM

Inspiring and profound dear, Sandra! Hugs xxx

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/22/2020 11:28:00 AM

Thank you Demetrios... hugs

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/21/2020 9:07:00 PM

If I had a dime for every time I thought I was unheard.....I would have a brand new car, and paid for! I like this!

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/22/2020 11:26:00 AM

Thank you Caren... even when we speak we can often be unheard... hugs

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 1/21/2020 4:26:00 PM

Real insightful words Sandy, you bring home all that this Great piece conveys, Blessings,Gordon

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 7:45:00 PM

Thank you so much Gordon.... hugs

Jeff Connelly

Date: 1/21/2020 1:22:00 PM

What wonderfully twisted words. This poem is great Sandra. Thanks.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 2:22:00 PM

Thank you Jeff:)

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 1/21/2020 12:53:00 PM

Many of us feel we are going unheard, especially by our mates at times. Very true! xxoo

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 1:21:00 PM

Thank you Connie ... hugs XoXo

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/21/2020 12:30:00 PM

- A painful silence, Sandra - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 1:21:00 PM

Thank you Anne-Lise. Hugs

Chris Green

Date: 1/21/2020 12:07:00 PM

Your brief but beautiful poem paints a dark picture of what feels to me to be a description of loneliness. At least that is how it reads to me. Wonderfully done Sandy.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 1:19:00 PM

I guess it’s sort of a loneliness when muses we are used to reading go missing and all we see is the silence that falls from unspoken words ... hugs

Running Wolves

Date: 1/21/2020 12:06:00 PM

Thought provoking, messages left unspoken as ears await for wisdom

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/21/2020 1:18:00 PM

Thank you :) hugs