Communication Poems - Poems about Communication

I speak three languages. The first is Portuguese, With the "Rs" pronounced deep in the throat—rrrrr. A romance language, rich in beauty and vast vocabulary. Its structure, a grid, a maze. Its dominance, for those who truly Master this bull. The second...Read the rest...

All Earth's sacred tribes From seeds to nuts and eggs and embryos and guts Organically start sacred life as faithful panentheists Receiving nutritional manna from MotherSky's Gaian healthcare wealth of heaven....Read the rest...

Here we are - both you and I... Yet to ask each other why. Why, that is, our combination May result in conversation. The two of us - complete strangers... Potentially abled exchangers. Upon more magnified inspect, Do the two of us...Read the rest...

It's inconceivable Unbelievable My words were true and factual Yet you didn't want to hear me full I don't know why your being so stingy Is it because your busy You didn't hear be Anything just tell me That's it...Read the rest...

As I was wandering on this lazy day, Thought of you crept my mind away. How did all of this even start? Now I’m ready to unveil my part. When my eyes met yours, I warned myself to not...Read the rest...

Now you are talking to me, your words so tight are now unbound, In whispers of dusk, where lost echoes are found. A symphony silent, yet pulsing with sound, Drawing our spirits from dark to light. Now you are...Read the rest...

I am sorry I don't know if I am having fun, writing poets of bullets running through my head of gun. But blood there is none.. Maybe I have already bleed some. Dried out the wounds had become. Big...Read the rest...

23 April 2024 6:30 PM Say the words that have meaning Say the words that your spirit is screaming Words of purpose and love and grace That send tears of joy streaming down their face Washing away the hurts...Read the rest...

I asked my gal for a dinner date. “Sure”, she said, “That would be just great - But, this time, show up as the ‘whole you’”. “Sure”, I said, “that I surely can do!” And then, I wondered,...Read the rest...

Enjoying Earth's promised land of compassionate multicultural communion, we share a preference for deep rich soil and fertile green-blue resonating surf As our bodies adjust to rocky and prickly either me or not me space And our minds flow back and forth through gooey both "me" and organic neurosystemic...Read the rest...

prayers peak promises penetrating purity paintings perfect peace March 12th 2024 ...Read the rest...

In the mid 80's, I took a job as a receptionist for a wholesale floral company. Encased in a glass claustrophobic space, I answered their busy phone lines as I gazed at the warehouse walls of greenery...Read the rest...

("Still Life", 2021, original encaustic) Speaking in Tongues I like speaking To the sky, to the earth To my dogs, and wife and kids. It’s the sound of a babbling brook Flowing in cascades and eddies Rushing to the sea. Of course such...Read the rest...

When I entered the City Senior Center with my Open Mic proposal to increase resilience and decrease apartheid dissonance I could hear no music, see no dancing. The quilting room and the game room, even the pool tables, were as quiet as the library, which...Read the rest...

This current swatting hoax is of interest to me, as I experienced it once unfortunately. In the spring of 2014 while doing chores there suddenly was a great police presence at my front door. I came out in my yard,...Read the rest...