Interacting Poems | Examples

this isn't actually about flowers

i'm a small flower
a seed gifted to you by the universe 
meant to grow under your care
flourish
people don't like getting seeds
they don't want to plant them
to care for them
to be responsible 
they'd rather have a fully grown flower
no work, easy
put water in a vase, leave it to wilt
slowly watching it die
only watching 
not interacting
as life slips away 
why didn't you try to save me?
i could've been so beautiful
if only you wanted to plant me 
help me grow
care
people don't really like getting flowers
flowers die
i died
why am i temporary in everyone's life?

Torn Pages

I see the throbbing bass and liquid windswept flute in colorful everyday accompaniments companions really helping guiding finding myself quite champed as I weave through parallel realms not commonly accessed by learned energy observing interacting always respectful as I understand these entities exist to expand my mind chasing swallowtail butterflies and the aliens among us dragonflies whose speed of acrobatic art can only be duplicated by beings from another dimension the reason my 30 mn hikes always become 2 hour soul journeys connecting with all I encounter some boring sad joyful recompense but none grumpy mean or uninhabitable 

08/18/25
3:11am

Seven healthy shopper traits'

Interacting with shop staff.'
Negating the unproductive auto till'
Encouraging social co-heasion'
Caring for the overall ecology'
Have good numerecy skills
Are out going personalitys
Have a willingness to show compassion'

Cues to Molecules

Reaching further into my soul,

I'm releasing control.

Flowing with the whole,

Rolling where it wants me to go.

Because I know there's more,

To this story I explore.

I feel it deep within my core,

Stored information.

Creations radio station,

Release your expectation.

This is your souls vacation,

A higher education.

Creations place to play,

Interacting with itself all day.

Always creating another way,

To experience and enhance,

Staying to advance.

Another chance to try,

Another reason to cry,

No need to ask why,

Knowing you never die.

This body designed to thrive,

Adapt and survive.

If you're breathing,

You're still alive,

To drive Atoms and molecules,

Giving the cues to heal you.

CARNIVAL aldravia

          carnival
           bodies
           interacting
           impulsive
             urges
              desires

In and Out

Rippling through reality,

Breath experiencing gravity.

IN and OUT of it's cavity,

Sweet flavors of your grace.

Savoring the taste,

Leaving nothing to waste.

inhaling,

Entering the space,

Stillness,

A Sacred Embrace.

As molecules play chase,

Since your inception.

Tracing it's direction,

Feeling it flowing in.

That loving Oxygen,

Bringing good Intentions.

Witness the Intervention,

Letting the LOVE enter in.

An expansion happening,

Two energies interacting.

New Chemicals reacting,

Impacting every Cell,

Connecting, and Directing,

Your perfect design.

Resign.

Realign.

Letting go,

Exhaling smooth and slow.

Release the pain,

Blow out the sorrow,

A new element ,

Released from the bellow.

Energy shared with all below,

Helping your environment Grow.

A Relationship I HOPE you know,

And the Importance of our Role,

A ripple of The Whole,

IN and OUT,

Since you first cried out.

First encounters

First encounters in the past two decades.
18.1.2009, A helped me to move in my quarter. 
A decade of caring friendship and neighbors.
He taught and loved me unconditionally.
Fifteen years and six days later,
24.1.2024, B agreed to give up, 
His seat on our first meeting.
Six months and six days of a simple, fun and supportive friendship.
It ended without saying any proper farewell.
Three hundred and fifty six days later,
16.1 2025, I joined the Poetry world, 
Introduced by "Mr. Author", who has also strangely,
No longer interacting with me.
A fortnight later,
30.1.2025, pianist J, subtlety enhanced
My knowledge of music,
These encounters' experiences,
Shall stay forever with me.
For the last leg of my life.
Goodbye A, 
Bye-bye BB.
Keep on writing and posting my poems. 
Good luck to Pianist J.
Friend(s) comes and goes as always.

Power in the Tongue

       The tongue has always power to exert,
        acting, reacting and interacting 
        if not extreme introvert.

        Function of tongue 
       is to voice your thoughts :
      Whether you want to honour 
       or to make love or to console 
        somebody, even if like to abuse
        someone, prompt way to use
        power in your tongue.
 
       You are free to use power of tongue
       in a polite way or can be rough or tough
        becoming arrogant.
        You can utter syllables in humourous style.
        It's upto your choice, how you will voice !

        Tongue is in romantic mood to express love.
        Tongue of political leader is ready 
         to impress audience.
        Revengeful person uses tongue being cruel and crude.
        Tremendous shock makes tongue unmovable.

Freedom On the ballot 2024

I wish these were different times,
when I could write about pollen
and bee, when I could write about
silvery moons, and adventurous
pathways on uncharted romantic
sea -- 

But all I can write about is FREE!

I wish these were different times
when I could write of Light
and eternity -- when I could write
of my heart, of our growing brood,
the sole focus of mind, on joyfully 
interacting~ 

totally content with treasured company 
of my precious, evolving legacy, family-tree -- 

But all I can write about is FREE!

I'm certain Washington would have
loved to spend Christmas in front of 
a cozy fireplace, with loved ones, safe
and secure, his fingers wrapped around 
a mug of spicy holiday tea -- instead of 
the icy trigger of a musket, 

But all he could think of was FREE!

And all those who died at Normandy,
on Omaha Beach, in Okinawa on Hacksaw 
Ridge -- riddled with bullets, bodies shredded
by mortars -- never again to hold their
cherished wives and children

just so those loved ones could grow
up healthy and strong

in a world FREE from Tyranny!

Acting Coach

The greatest teacher I have ever known
never worked in a classroom.
He was an actor and radio announcer of some renown.
A man of many talents, I'd assume.

He directed me once when I was acting in a play,
and he'd let me know - right away! -
if he didn't like the way I'd say
a certain line (sometimes to my dismay!)

He taught me the value of silence and being still.
Economy of movement was an important skill
that I needed to learn
and although he was not shrill in his criticism
he could be very stern,
never the kind to use witticism
to make a point.
Indeed, his best instructions were often unvoiced.

My performance in that comic play
turned out quite successfully,
and to this very day
it is still a fond memory.

In all my years in theatre
he gave to me the greatest education.
Eventually, I'd realize that under
his tutelage I learned much about dedication
to the craft of acting, 
reacting and interacting.
I learned that it's all about communication,
and though he is long gone, 
I remember him fondly, with great appreciation.

Thank you, Denys.

DATE NIGHT IN MARRIAGE

Date night is about spending quality time
Enjoying the connection between me and mine
Reminiscing on past memories and reflections
Together, showing each other some affection

Married life is more than just promises
But rather, how do you compromise
Longevity requires accepting each others faults
While giving every decision some critical thought

Keeping the home fire burning
Meaning simply that we're often wondering
How can we continue to smile
Try appreciating your spouse's style

Just chilling and relaxing
Enjoying the company, interacting
Never take your spouse for granted
Because you always want her to be enchanted

Date night is about showing love
A symbol of the white dove
Enjoying a summer night ride in a carriage
This is a date night in marriage

Author: Floyd Neal
Written: August 30, 2024
Inspiration: Love and reflection

Homelessness

Trauma,misery and unhappiness
Is a life one lives;
Overcoming obstacles and barriers
Interacting with carriers 
Of diseases and affliction
Mental health and addictions 

Days of sadness and depression 
No help on the horizon 
Living the life of flight or plight 
Trying to survive another night 

Dawn and then the morning comes
Thoughts of what the day holds
Let’s get out of the slum 
And entertain with some chums

Evening comes and the night is dark 
Feint sounds of a dogs bark
Sleeping again on the bare ground
No solace to be found 

Written my mjm aug 2024

interacting when you are seventy

my twin sister and I speak almost every day
saying the same things over and over
there seems to be comfort in that

we call our brother on his birthday
he never answers
but he will text back

so we text him happy birthday
he texts back right away - one word
ok

this gives us a sense of peace
because we know either he or his wife are still around
at seventy, that is a comfort.

MOVE TO THE BEAT

You should see us move to the beat
with Ciara in the driving seat. 
She’s on the stage ready to rock
as on us older ladies she takes stock.
To join our club you have to be
over fifty years old you see.
Our local council’s ideology 
To have us interacting socially. 
The music is the magic key.
It’s from that time we were 
Young and care free.
Be it country and western 
or rock and roll we shake a leg 
and have a ball. 
Ciara’s enthusiasm has us enthralled. 
Her playlists and encouraging calls.
She wants us too to sing out loud.
As we kick and step and twirl around.
If there are fitness facility awards
Ciara and Fitness LK deserves applause.

Cams

If I had alternative choices with a D
I would take my druthers all over the world,
making a difference
choosing other ways of seeing.

I will need a million trail-cams,
and a million gateposts, trees

or lampposts
to attach them to.

I want to see what's going on
when we are not looking.

I want to choose
between the strange, the ill-defined,
the inexplicable and

whatever other world

we are interacting with.


That would be my mission -
my druthers.

A million trail-cameras
snapping the world
while we all sleep or wake,


none of us

suspecting that our pictures
are being taken.

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