Best Auditory Poems

"Black Ice"

Sorrow flows from the first sunrise 
Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall
A painful combination never felt before 
At core death awaits
   -...

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"What happens in the forest stays in the forest"

The trees are trimmed, 
The leaves on the ground 
Proposing passion, sweet mist
Naked with nothing to bare...

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Lay me down gently, softly sing me to sleep
Whisper sweet nothings for me to keep
Harmonise with me as day turns to night 
Sooth me with...

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The Moon is almost...

Sullen skies forewarn the frozen shroud.
 Gale November winds sway bare limbed
trees, whistling in chorus with arrows of
Geese straining to steer south.

The...

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Untamed self control my own worst enemy I can be
I can not be the poison and the remedy
The voices I hear are not in my...

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Quote: Some of the best speakers in the world 
are those who were listeners first....

The rain gently whispers to my window I am here 
as...

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Heavy and low, the fog remains,
the muffled sound, in part explains.
The sun cannot quite pierce, and so
the fog remains, heavy and low.

Ethereal, a trance-like state;
seems...

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The happy sound of the coffeemaker.
Or of a welcomed friend’s voice!
Using a real phone, not texting,
You sense  her in real time, a true joy

Maybe...

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Through my office window comes the brightness of the sunshine, that boldness that lifts my spirits. The chorus of birds drifts in like steady ocean...

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The day was fine and sunlit,
Decorated by several clouds 
drifting aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky.
Chorused by gentle puffs of the morning breeze,
Sending leaves on...

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…Cambodia, Rwanda, Syria…
Wars never cease 
on the earth. Peace is pulverized. 

Each battle drags children into a
vortex of anguish 
in the front line or at...

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You are a metaphor in motion,a symphony conducted by the beating of my heart.
You entrance my soul,and it makes me a better person to love...

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It’s Dead! Buried! Murdered! By
Societal  Evolution. Technology has 
Guillotined it, chopped to,
 Shards of quick transference.
Paperless, Ephemeral, Unbounded By
Chemical mixtures, giving  whole
Recognition, permanence....

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Solitude beckons me
to sit in her company
and listen raptly
to the voices in silence

I attentively listen
to the voices in silence
playing a symphony
in the stillness of the...

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My Comprehensive Learning Disabilities!


Began as child with always failing standardized test because I didn't learn like my fellow classmates did
I couldn't comprehend anything or retain...

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