"They see."
So I'm told,
As if I'm to know what that means.
Just another thing said,
Without need for all
the head.
"See?"
The preponderence of "sight" slipped into mine,
And slithered back out from between my teeth.
I'd assumed too much: pondering precedes neither the sights nor sight.
Into us they go -- the sights -- whether we pondered the light.
What procedes such un-prepondered precedings:
Productions of sights predicted in seeings?
"Say what you mean."
I wouldn't dare it before a three headed dog.
"They are holes for the light, and holes don't do verbs."
"They don't see, then, you see."
This is worse.
Categories:
dialogues, confusion, introspection, metaphor, satire,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
I have a fridge
who speaks to me...
When I unlock it and find it
the things I wish,
it whistles contentedly...
When I don't find anything,
it gives an unhappy moan...
The technology is much
advanced nowadays...
Even for the solitary...!
Categories:
dialogues, allegory, allusion, friendship, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
She could not recall when her inner voice
began to narrate her life.
It noted every humdrum happenstance,
each ordinary advent,
as if there were indeed a story unfolding
toward a bold and literary purpose.
Until now the Teller had related her biography,
in a subdued commentary.
Now it openly opined
upon every uninteresting moment.
One day she caught the voice speaking
as a thing apart from her.
She blushed as if she had been discovered
speaking naked behind an invisible microphone.
The voice went on to say that her life
was a going to be an American Masterpiece.
She replied, smiling somewhat smugly,
"carry on."
Categories:
dialogues, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Dolphin Dialogues
From bright turquoise waters it rose,
With a mischievous grin, the baby bottlenose,
While shifting glances, double laughter filled the air,
Two dolphins play together, as though they were a pair,
Bobbing heads and tails, sending waves that spray,
For all the baby dolphins are geniuses at play,
They jump, one, two, trailing sprays like a plume,
Looking back with the pack, sweeping tails like a broom,
The mid day sun has melted into warm orange heights,
Then packs of threes enjoy the breeze into the moonlight,
Light glistens on the ocean, as a final “V” shaped stripe,
With cascading winds, the twins are in the final blanket of light!
Categories:
dialogues, animal, baby,
Form: Rhyme
I used to work at a night shop,
Once there a night bird had to stop,
She forgot to take her envelop
I safely kept it unless it may drop.
After couple days she came back again,
It's seemed she had lots of pain,
Might be she had taken some cocain
It's my thought, I was uncertain.
I asked her, 'did you leave here something?'
She said , An envelope contains valuable thing
I assured her, it can't be missing,
Hearing this she started to crying.
Again I asked her, 'what do you do?'
Her eyes turned into a volcano
I was drinking a coffee named Espresso,
Actually she was from Morocco.
From that day she started to come there daily
She explained her life story shortly
She was looking for a job desperately,
She put her name into prostitution abhorrently.
Categories:
dialogues, conflict, dark, depression, discrimination,
Form: Narrative
Now I am dead
I have nothing to do;
When I was alive, I was being called mad
Cause I used to help others as like as tornedo.
When I was alive, lots of people afraid of me
Now an ant is ready to bite me indeed,
My own body is not mine but the result of time
Now I am totally abandoned.
I had lots of near and dear ones,
Now I have no one beside me,
I have my jobs I did called real accompanies
I will be judged for what I did in my lifetime.
Categories:
dialogues, allusion, death,
Form: Classicism
Not a night goes by
Sans creating dialogues
On matters of love,
In a caregiving frenzy
I think more than I can say
Categories:
dialogues, caregiving, imagination, love, night,
Form: Tanka
People in conversations raise frustrations
Some in communications cause tribulations
Categories:
dialogues, angst, education, family, history,
Form: Couplet