Best Listening Poems

God, if you're listening,

I haven't heard from you in a long time.
I thought we had a great thing going here, but my prayers have yet to be answered.
I know this sounds crazy, but I think that I am dead.
That must be the only answer. That...

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I never did the 
''He loves me not....
He loves me'' game
with flowers.
I already knew nobody loved me
so why should I listen 
to a stupid flower? 

I did make wishes 
on dandelions 
after the bloom died
and it was tiny spikes of fluff
waiting to blow away 
till...

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I'm only happy when I'm sad, she said.
When people say their glad,
I get mad because,
they used the word glad, she said, we laughed.
The things she said, I guess, 
wouldn't seem important.
If you asked if she knew Shakespeare, she'd say,
when I was born he was already...

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Music is a big part of our life to sustain
Listening to music takes the whole brain
It can also improve your memory
When someone shouts at you expertly
You become alarmed and silent
But when someone resonates for you
The sound makes you happy so he intent
If someone with a...

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It seems easier to hate 
because you're different then me
If I change my way of thinking
then I might be able to see

Everything has a reason
If I take time to look back
By truly understanding
I won't go on the attack

For once I begin hearing
my ears will open...

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There is only color here
and solitude and
 warmth of sunlight

A sense of waiting for
a flash of wings
and flights of fancy
that lonliness can bring

The bright delight of flowers
 and butterfly wings,
all  the joys of memory 
that thoughts of you instills
 like a jewel reflecting pool...

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Are You listening, God?      
       I'm not perfect; I'm flawed--
         Spoke not the truth; 'twas all fraud.
         And...

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Will you walk with me?
I feel a change help me see
One I should have made so long ago
Will you talk with me and see me grow
For if I don’t succeed in the journey
I may fall into another lost eternity
Help me leave my pain in the...

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Learning is listening.
Listening is wanting.
Wanting is longing for capture and holding.
Holding can be understanding, if we are prone to loving.
Loving is everything!
I, I have to start again.

Learning is loving.
Loving is willingness to listen.
Listening is patience to hear.
Hearing allows a conversation.
Conversation means two people are listening.
Does...

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The sounds from 
my CD player 
    work their way 
into my soul 
    The spirit I have known 
in the past 
    will come to visit me once again 
    Only if...

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Listening is of such great value
compared with just doing talk
this has been my real experience
makes one stand alone like a rock

Having had a stammer all of life
I have learnt to listen far more
for listening is much easier
as talk is so noisy and such a bore

An...

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Claws step over ear bones,
tap on the tin roof. The cabin
creaks like an ark.

All day winding along
a Kentucky ridge line,
to lodge a night
in a bow-beamed shack.

I fry bacon and bread
on a smoke-licked skillet
as black as a fossil;
then settle down to listen
to April starlight
sweeping timbers.

Dark pelts...

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Just Listening

Just Listening to a soothing rain,
So different from its curling storms
Of yesterdays, and
Listening to the gentle piano on the radio.
Reminding me so of our times long ago.
Those wondrous times. lying by “our” lake,
Lying on soft blankets in the sunshine, 
Wasting a bright and perfect...

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Vivaldi’s Violin

 The sound begins vague as a thought from perhaps 
a misted remembrance made more distant more soft 
in the surrounding sunset not trusting eyes only ears.

I sit up and listen indeed stretch all hearing as music 
surely music more than the wind’s whistling...

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As I was checking out a father at the bookstore his son began to talk to me…
before I finish…I think it’s time for a little history…

For 39 years I taught Autistic students…a career that was as wonderful as it was long…
My job was to help...

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