Best Unhearing Poems

Oh, unfeeling God
Am I ever permitted to know
why the one who was still so much needed
was the one who was chosen to go?
With all my soul I beg of you
turn not your ears from my plea.
Oh, unfeeling God
Why my deep pain do you not see?

Oh,...

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I watch the sun fall from the sky
tumbling soundlessly, the horrid quiet deafening.
As I see it touch the horizon, the world burns
and clouds, like kindling, burst into flames
set afire, until their brilliant hues burn to cinder
leaving the night as dark as the frozen embers
that remain,...

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My house bound kitty sits beside
the tightly closed back door.
I cannot let him out for fear
he may come home no more.

Bold coyotes watch our country home
for any chance of seeing
an unwary duck or chicken
or any warm blooded being.

My neighbor's cats were slaughtered
right in front of...

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Now there are special classes for those like me--
                    "special-needs" people. That sounds so much  
	         ...

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crows feeding loudly in maiden hay field
in the noon sun
such a dark sound these creatures
such a ancient place they call to in the heart
'no good has ever come from this'
he recites to his unhearing heart
as he moves into the field
seeking the towering oak tree in...

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Are you the one that blocked the sun?
That fired the bullet from the gun
That laughed aloud at what you’d done
To this fair land that cash built

That sat on high upon your throne
Surveying what you bought and owned
Unhearing of the anguished moans
Of this fair land that...

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Athenian Epitaphs II

These are ancient Greek epitaphs for lost family and friends, including dogs and other animals ...

Now his voice is prisoned in the silent pathways of the night: 
his owner's faithful Maltese... 
but will he still bark again, on sight? 
—Michael R. Burch, after...

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Hearts beat in shallow chests as brains tick in empty heads
Unseen eyes glitter as to small hands pull to big triggers
Money wouldn’t let go as it dragged the world behind it 
If bombs fall killing everyone do they make a sound?
Lies come from microphone equipped...

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I'm drowning right here as I stand on dry land.I need you to hear me and then understand.
With each passing day I wither and fade, I seek for a vessel as my cards all get played.
I have always been taught, You make your best hand....

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Easy to be cruel
against sublime unitarian longings
stewed in outdoor green/blue sunshine
reproducing universal solitude belonging

Within this multiculturally hued
resilient solidarity
I likely feel compassion's warm 
win/win communication 
in/on Earth's most gracefilled
vocationally sacred 
shared interfaith intent

To find every day, 
with green
ecofeminist allies,
with mother tree nutritional system designers
and other sacred...

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Huge bronze bells peel muffled engulfed by sea 
above unhearing in depths deaf to thee

drowned the dead the lost tsunami friends
not figuring quick and sharp their ends

black churning death coming from the sea
no distinction twixt them you or me

death some surprise shaken a shock from...

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As my legs grow into trunks and my arms into branches, the leaves of my leavings fall and sprout seeds among the grasses. 
Spreading my roots through the mud, bringing myself a sort of immortality, though fickle it may be, comes about like destiny in...

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Ever wonder why a willow would want to weep
While dreams haunt you as you sleep
Somedays blur by
You try ,
But in doing what is  right, hold to your heart and fight ,
 is at the same time doing what is wrong
Life in no song
Dreams make...

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Let me be a light
A beacon
A hope
For the sightless

Let me be a shelter
A home
A refuge
For the homeless

Let me be music
A song
A melody
For the unhearing

Let me be faith
A message
A word
For the unbelieving...

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Write it on the window,
in big bold letters.

Write it on the wall, 
in wet black ink.

Spray it on the overpass,
in bright green graffiti.

Write it with your finger,
on an empty desk
.
Yell it loud when you're mad,
tell it when it suits you best.

Spread it thoroughly when you're...

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