Posts Tagged ‘Speech’

Here’s a plank to think.

A response to an oral: an assembly.

Assemble quickly,

silently, or not so.

Better to think than preach, so they say.

So they say there’s a way. Even in.

An even you don’t. You catch.

An assault of lights.

A wink. A thousand brights. Yellow globes of strobe.

Yellow burning white.

Little planets.

Comets. Of whirring and flash

there is no worry.

And so to stick to mind.

And so stick a tongue, so stick a lip;

there are worse, and there are white lights.

And there are purses, there are people.

Where there are purses, there are people.

Mind not the blinding, the light

from up.

Think aloud.

“So they say.”

You say.

And there’s applause.

It’s with everyone.

It’s worse with you.

 

Some disconnect between

brain and tongue and larynx,

syllables stack onto each other,

come out as just sounds.

 

There are little to no words

in my brain, blackness is it.

Being near you short circuits my speech.

 

I’m always searching for an answer

or reply with strangers.

You’re not a stranger,

you just make me feel strange.

 

I can’t think of anything to say,

though I want to be witty,

I want to sound smart.

 

My mouths opens and closes

like I’m imitating a fish. I turn red.

 

It’s with everyone.

It’s the worst with you.

A Voice is the thing to use-

without Pen at hand.

A Voice will raise the Truth,

a Pen will make It grand.

Falter Not, Fail Not

Posted: April 5, 2014 in Poetry
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Falter not, my eyes,

when I have your Face to see-

fail not, my Words,

to form an Apology.

The Intonation- of the Wind-

scraped against my Ear-

but what Fortune that it was

the Last thing I would Hear-

The Hole on my head

cannot conceal,

were it not for my Mind,

which maintains Control.

“Sometimes silence is the most effective weapon a person can wield.”-Original

Silence is golden.