The sound you make are for attention;
But did I ever mentioned that I can't hear you;
Shallower whispers newt silences
Glorify the quite
Psst!!
What ya say?
Making bacon on the barbeque grill;
Racing chocolate milk cartons;
While all the while the dentist jackhammering the wisdom of your jaw;
The motorcycle is coming down the hallway, just exiting the bathroom;
While currently curtains of Camelot presidential parade s;
All this fuss is amongst us;
Yet I can't hear a word you say;
Psst!!
Cantaloupe swept use surprise;
Only at library, funerals, and nap time for babies and the elderly;
What ya say??
Can't hear U;
Git on up open your mouth!
Robbers got their chewing gum!!!
Start yelling hush, better run;
What ya say?
Can I have your tent and can of beans, please...
What ya say!
Before I roll up out of here;
Small mouths are loud can' t hear what I say;
I prayed today that my words would be heard;
Psst!!
What ya say
And right away I forgot what you said;
I can't hear you for all quietness
Thank God He ordained
Attentional whispers huh!!
Psst!!
Categories:
psst, anxiety, cheer up, endurance,
Form: Blank verse
im not lost
im found
im not dirt
im rising from the ground
you just wish to see me fall
to tell everyone you knew before
but darling time to tell you the truth
i want to go back in time and relive my youth and you
just arnt going to cut it
youre like a cling on
that after a while i just said
**** it
but now its been a while im not going to change
its you i run away from
everyday
its you that i just want to hurl
into a ball to the middle of the ocean
there babe thats youre devotion
to youreself
cause thats all that matters
im done now
i learnt the secret
youre here to dim
my light, pssst im not gonna keep it
Categories:
psst, adventure, allegory, angst, anniversary,
Form: Ballade
will you stop your psst….
you want to talk, approach me
i have a real name
Categories:
psst, life, people, social,
Form: Senryu
Whisper soft strokings
Stirring up life tides
Almost like bagpipes
On descantic hillsides
Echoes of losses of
Tempers and friends
Memories lingering
Kneeling to mend that
Tattertorn sweater a
Soul of loose ends
Rising to challenge
Habitual pride
Such is the music
In rhythm and rhyme
Flowing
Forever in time
Pulsation sensations
Enlivened emotions
Awakened and
Ready to rise
Categories:
psst, life, music, nature,
Form: I do not know?