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Conversing Poems - Poems about Conversing


Premium MemberConversing with his Puppy Fred

Johnny sat on the tire swing speaking to his pup
He stared at the ground, and he rarely looked up.
No one understood him as well as Fred, of course.
He had a cat, two bunnies, a chicken and a horse.

But Fred was an appreciative audience for sure.
His listening ears were perked, his manner was pure.
He did not
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Categories: conversing, dog,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberTwo Psychics Conversing

I see your aura
And I see yours I say
Competing psychics
You are surrounded by pink
I see green I say
Your animal is a wolf
And yours also, I reply

This was fun she says
The cost is only sixty
You want me to pay?
Yes I am psychic she says
We are all psychic
I thought this was a session
Conversation between friends?
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Categories: conversing, spiritual,
Form: Choka



of conversing monkeys

how strange
how odd
cryptic life pears at our star from afar
from under a violet willow tree.
Millenniums to come...
dandelions with strange colors,
in the winds of dim stars.
studying the fire of dying suns
painting petals and bone...
gold
ancient astronauts study skulls
of conversing monkeys...
a conquering mammal.
pondering runes of yesterday
they ask how strange it is.
how
why?
Mortal spirals break into dust...
a scattered onto winds
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Categories: conversing, allegory, allusion, art, dark,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberConversing With My Husband

I listen for him in every breath of the wind
Deciphering his moods so I can adjust accordingly
He comes to me in the form of a robin
Blue jay interference; they fight over my love.

I smirk as I see him appear in the form of a fern.
Tall and straight with a soldier’s stance; my soldier.
He delights me
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Categories: conversing, nature, spiritual,
Form: Free verse

Conversing Within

Sound so softly yet audible enough to hear
          The spectrum of words echoing between each ear
              The voice gone unheard yet heard perfectly clear 
        
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Categories: conversing, abuse, anxiety, deep, evil,
Form: Rhyme



Conversing Solo

The way to spot a wacko
Once was really very clear.
He’d be in a conversation
When nobody else was near.

But today, you can’t rely on
Simply how some folks appear.
If a person is conversing solo,
Peek inside his ear.

More than likely, he is chatting
On a cell phone he can hear,
Getting signals that are beaming
From within the atmosphere.

This is helpful
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Categories: conversing, crazy,
Form: Rhyme

Conversing With My Past Self

I asked my past self,
"what would you prefer,
watching a late night soccer game,
or sky gazing?"

He replied "Watching a late night soccer game".

I asked my past self,
"who would you like to spend
Christmas Eve with,
your best friend or family?"

He replied "Of course, best friend!"

I asked my past self,
"what would you do if you won a thousand
dollars in
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Categories: conversing, change, growth, identity, imagery,
Form: Narrative

Conversing With a Stranger

Conversing with a stranger
Is a New York City norm,
To comment on a situation
Or to just inform.

My chat with stranger #1
Took place as we observed
A tow truck hooking up a car
Which likely it deserved…

For it was parked illegally.
My stranger friend and I
Agreed that we would hate to be
The “where’s-my-car-at?”guy.

My next exchange took place
At the St. Patrick’s
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Categories: conversing, new york,
Form: Rhyme

-conversing In the Night Watch-

I heard you in the night watch
and You said to me,
"My redeemed and precious one
what is it you see ?"

I remember how you said
that You died for me,
how in Your Word I've read,
Your death makes me free.

"My son, do you believe this,
that from death I rose ?
Yet this truth so many miss-
in their lives it
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Categories: conversing, devotion, faith, inspirational, peopledeath,
Form: Rhyme

Conversing With the Moon

I'm youth.
You're air.
Delicacy of the lungs
You're free.
I'm despair
Impossible view of the sun.
I'm dark.
You're light
licking the lips of the sea
You're strong.
I'm bright
so why can't we ever be free?
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Categories: conversing, imagination, introspection, nature,
Form: Rhyme

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