Oct 2016
What is heard cannot be unheard
Words cannot be snatched from the breeze
Much as some might wish it to be so
What is said cannot be unsaid
“Do you want to fail out of school?”
“I wish she would just listen sometimes.”
“Is that a dude or a chick? You just can’t tell anymore…”
“Some people!”
All words floating on the breeze
They cannot be snatched back, those words
And all can hear your thoughts,
When you put them to voice
“Oh, I love her shoes.”
“Careful there love.”
“Here let me help”
“Thank you kind sir”
More words found floating in the air
Don’t you think those there
Are so much more pleasant
To spread around the summer breeze?
Words cannot be snatched from the breeze
Much as some might wish it to be so
What is said cannot be unsaid
“Do you want to fail out of school?”
“I wish she would just listen sometimes.”
“Is that a dude or a chick? You just can’t tell anymore…”
“Some people!”
All words floating on the breeze
They cannot be snatched back, those words
And all can hear your thoughts,
When you put them to voice
“Oh, I love her shoes.”
“Careful there love.”
“Here let me help”
“Thank you kind sir”
More words found floating in the air
Don’t you think those there
Are so much more pleasant
To spread around the summer breeze?
This was an assignment for class- to write a poem about an overheard conversation. I may have bent the rules a little, to tell the story I wanted to tell this week.
(Idaho)
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