Telepathy Poems

Telepathic

My ears are sealed, forever bound by quiet/
A world of stillness, no sound can riot/
Yet my mind pulses, alive and aware/
With whispers and images you unknowingly share/
Every thought, unspoken and raw/
Every dream, every flaw/
They flow to me, a bittersweet stream/
Of joys, of sorrows, of hope, of esteem/
Your words, unuttered, cut me deep/
Your judgements linger, wounds

The Lonely Road

I walk a solitary path, a reclusive soul/
Lonely whispers echo where shadows console/
Nobody speaks, nobody sees/
I'm lost in their world, like a silent breeze/
In public, I vanish, an invisible man/
An outcast, a shadow in their grander plans/
Yet within me burns a heart so true/
A Romeo's passion, longing for breakthrough/
I may be deaf, but I hear

MENTAL TELEPATHY

When I have filled your brain to orgasmic capacity
The music fades the worries, of another day
Softly, let me slip back into the depths of your mind
We slowly flow to the rhythm of the beat
To hauntingly linger for an eternity
When I'm four hundred, thought years from your mind
The feelings we have, will meet someday, until then
A

Telepathic Girlfriend

She was alone in Space

Listening to music

In between worlds

Pining for the Space Keeper
And his clones, too

She distracts me

I’m not ready for Mars

Robbing a 7/11 to get this out of my head

I’ll be in jail

You’ll be on a rocket

Telepathy lives on

Telepathy 111922

Have you lost your telepathy?
How will we speak?
Say what you want to say to me...
I hear you and I'm listening.

Say it subconsciously,
Eye contact, gimme the green light.
Johnny gonna see why I'm a legend.
I'm so sapio, though
So I need you to tap into that telepathy.
Well, I need nothing, but I want it.

I love how you look
Attractive

Telepathy

Behind all eyes that lie
Are lips' gores trying to smile 
Nevertheless, it will be filed for a while 

Unlike the cry of darling Ruth
Who is just handling the truth 
And afterwards not afraid of sleuth 

Truly, words may paint thy mind awesome 
But with thy attitude, we see them  blossom

Telepathy

Treading the waters of my mind
‘Enter at your own risk’;
Lost in what you may find
ebb and flow with my hide and show; 
Part of me is now free 
abandoning all the fear inside; 
Too late to run undercover 
healing in each and every word;  
You don’t judge just understand me.

Devotion Poemfive, Unspoken

(Written for Jim Eslinger )


DEVOTION POEM  5, “Unspoken”         ***** (for Jim Eslinger)


Young and new to each other,
There was always too much to say.
Glancing around in restaurants, we’d notice
What so many friends remarked on when seeing
Those older couples staring at their water goblets 
Or their fingers and

Devotion Poem, Unspoken

DEVOTION POEM  5, “Unspoken”         ***** (for Jim Eslinger)


Young and new to each other,
There was always too much to say.
Glancing around in restaurants, we’d notice
What so many friends remarked on when seeing
Those older couples staring at their water goblets 
Or their fingers and never conversing —
Not a

My Pet Poems Gigi

Pet Poem, GiGi


With quite a large grasp of human’s language, 
Gigi is “little girl,” our princess.  She likes that.  
The smartest pup we ever had; brought home
As a rescue, found — they told us — wandering over
Open eastern Kentucky hills.  Lost from somewhere.  
— Perhaps intuitively seeking her destiny —
Until out

My Pet Poems, Barkley

Barkley

He was barely nine weeks old
When Jim set him down inside the front door
And he came in, not timidly
To this new home with all its long-established 
Smells, but he strut forward
As if he owned the place. And, so,
When it came to choosing his name, we
Decided to call this cocker-with-an-attitude
Barkley after Charles Barkley
Who ran onto courts

Released From Others She Thrives

All she has to do is live her truth
Clairaudient certainly for she sees spirits.
She also has clairvoyance, clairsentience, claircognizance, 
Her family is discouraging, disappointed, angry. 
First they try to convince her that what she sees is not there.
That her feelings are wrong.
Telling her that her “knowing without knowing how she knows” 
is an infraction against

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 
        

Targeted Individual

T earing at the seams to scratch its way inside
     E mpty hollow being with the lonliness that I hide
        L istening without seeing, tortured in all of thought
           E very single thing is

Telepathy As I See Her

I ask God to give me the faces
of the children I need to see every day
It has never failed me yet

They are almost always
the ones who never
ask for me yet
need me the
most

I am a receiver
I have no idea
if I send.

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