Short Interrupting Poems
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better small voices
than loud ear-blasting noises
interrupting me
written January 21, 2022
patience is
waiting your turn
not interrupting
listening tp others
not getting anxious
remaining calm
giving your time gladly
being a mother
Today all I hear is coughing
Hacking and sniffling
Disgusting disease
That might catch me
Interrupting conversations
Cough hack sniffle
So annoying
Grab a tissue!
Form:
needle piercing
the heart
puncturing
the soul
emotional
estrangement
from desire
causing distress
to spread through
the state of being
interrupting the
state of well being
Interrupting is rude, son.
But Daddy….
Not one more word. Understand?
Stern look.
Child asks, “What if….”
I MEAN IT!
So five-year-old child sits politely beside window
Watching as hijackers steal their family’s blue Chrysler Caravan.
I like the rain
And its effortless thoughts
That plunk down on plastic furniture
Sleeping cars
Grimacing pedestrians
Interrupting your Sunday hair
And how we scatter away
In our silly ways, like ducks on a pond
Instead of drinking
The world
I forgot to eat lunch
left it cooling
in the microwave,
running all around
doing year end things.
The phone keeps ringing
interrupting everything,
then I have to start over
if I ever want to
get anything done.
Don't call me!
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
I had never interrupted a black panther conversation before.
I stopped in my tracks, barely breathing.
Hoping neither of them had noticed me.
One of them had a sniffer high in the air.
I ducked behind a vine.
My heart was beating like a hummingbird’s wings.
I waited.
She talks fast
as if she is afraid
if she does not get it out
she might be interrupted
which amuses us
for she is the one
who does all the interrupting
in this lunch room
She is desperate now
for an audience
talking faster.
We flee to our rooms
to eat alone.
Today’s child thinks what they have to say is golden
Interrupting adults is not a big deal
Questioning teachers is their right
Today’s child unwittingly shows us a somber future
Were they raised by wolves?
Or parents who spent their time with them staring at electronics
two koi glide past at an unhurried pace
representing courage and strength
symbols of peace and tranquility
reminding me to meditate
wait for my guides to answer
not rush anything
good luck comes to those who
know how to listen without interrupting
to know how to glide
About this show,
My girls are amused,
Interrupting my sports,
Intruding my news,
To the television,
Their eyes are glued,
Ignoring mom cries,
Snacks or food,
So a series,
I just viewed,
And I thought it was,
Oh so rude,
On a talk show,
Girls fighting half nude,
I found it unpalatable,
I found it lewd..
Mrs. Z, can you?
Yes! She shrieks with delight, not caring what it is.
We need you to….
OKAY! She agrees, wanting to please.
Do you need to….
No, she says, interrupting her boss once again.
The rest of us stare in amazement.
Marveling that she is supposedly a therapist.
Don’t they have to listen?
Loss of focus
a seeming disorientation
in the external
interrupting our meditation
Loss of grounding
yet will not do being resident
within mind body
so we alternate the current
Polarity rotation
between realm inner & outer
doing to be done
in as ordained by the Creator
18-September-2020
Interrupting at every chance
Why is it nobody listens
Why is it nobody cares
Just once she’d like to express
Her inner self to the full extent
Without needing to elbow
For her place on the podium
For her place in the sun
Why is it nobody cares
Why is it nobody listens
AP: 3rd place 2021
I sat under a cedar tree,
Listening to the snow fall softly as it melted
The birds, many different kinds
Singing to each other.
The freeway roared softly but was interrupting
Flirting fleeting tweets of the robins.
I cried gently to myself thinking, how beautiful
the soft white snow was when it could be red
Sweet flower tree whispers hello
Walking past she interrupted...
Glorifying wings of spring on her branches
Marveling her purple paper star shower
Inhaling her peaceful unlocked power
My spirit has lifted....
"Hello, I whisper back,
"Thanks for interrupting!"
^(How a tree made me feel today)
one o’clock moon
riding high, beming,
intimidating the
one o’clock stars;
chasing us down
dark alleyways
and empty beaches,
glowing gold above
interrupting darkness
in the night sky.
one o’clock moon
befriending, aiding
one o’clock lovers
guiding romance and
streaking the oceans;
drawing howls from
one o’clock dogs.
one o’clock moon.
Chirp chirp
the sparrow let out
Hiding in bushes
so hard to see
But if I
were a worm
Or bug
of his choice
I am sure
I would spy him
Beyond all the noise
Quiet now
he must see me
Human I am
no fly or bee
Chirp chirp
the sparrow let out
Flying away
from curiosity
Shame on me
I got to close
Interrupting his hunt
with my big nose
The visitors left me
with empty rooms
tasting like the last bite of cone
beneath my favorite ice cream.
Bare mattresses confront misty eyes
and small piles of laundry
stand at the foot of each bed,
like left over food.
Silence seems impolite,
interrupting conversations
still echoing in this cool place
that was warm an hour ago.
I am alone.
The power saw is screeching,
Interrupting every thought.
I’m sending silent messages,
Which all add up to naught.
Of course, the neighbors have a right
To work around the house,
The same way I’m entitled
To both seethe inside and grouse.
A quiet Sunday afternoon
Was what I’d hoped to get.
Instead, my peace disturbed,
I grit my teeth and moan and fret.
They stop and tell me bit by bit
Their side of the tale
I am careful to not divulge that I have heard
Six other versions
Six other sides
Encouraging them to continue
So I have a few more pieces
And they will continue to stop by and trust me
I listen hard,
Not interjecting.
Not suggesting.
Not interrupting.
It is difficult, but it helps them to keep coming.
Pleasant classmate
Joyfulness, friend
Welcoming, Loving, Learning
Student, worker, sloth, menace
Disturbing, Interrupting, Disrupting
Nightmare, diversion
Unpleasant Classmate
Have you ever wondered what I was thinking?
When I look at you, my mind spirals.
I see you yawn and wonder,
Does your mind sound like mine?
The voices talking over each other.
Interrupting each other,
Never finishing one thought
Before beginning another.
Eventually, one rises above the rest.
I asked you if you had heard the noise and
You looked at me as if I were broken.
Have I been so loving,
That she is impressed,
And starts to think of one thing,
"Is there someone else?"
Is it interrupting,
When I've only yelled,
To whisper sweet nothing.
Which makes her compelled?
Should they take off running?
Am I quite the demon,
Quiet, cool, and cunning,
Not dating anyone?
Truly I repent;
I have my rights and wrongs;
Am I not your friend?
Do I not belong?