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I am often wondering even when I'm with friends are you really listening?
Do you really hear or do you just pretend or do you selectively listen to hear what you want to.
I know we all selectively listen, at times especially if someone is long winded and we get bored
I believe everyone wants to be listened to and not ignored
If a tree fell in the woods and no one is around, I believe it still makes a sound
If I fell I'm sure I would make a sound and I hope someone would care and listen to what I have to share
I especially hope that when I have something important to say, I hope I have their full attention and they won't just walk away
I hope that when my time is up, people will say among other things she was a good listener
I ask you today Are You Listening?
Having lost my voice it got me thinking about talking and listening
When I was younger I was hoping to go to some private university instead I was enrolled in The School Of Hard Knocks against my will. I think that I started this school when I was a premature baby fighting for my life. Then in school were I experienced such strife
I further experienced this school when I married young and while I was trying to further my education my husband violently knocked me against the wall, with the help of neighbors I escaped and got to a safe place. I had to leave town and drop out of school.
The school of hard knocks can be so cruel. I wonder who makes the rules for this school
I've heard it said that experience is the best teacher you get the test first and the lessons afterwards in life there are many lessons to be learned, when I was a new parent I learned many and not every answer is found in books, you learn at times through trial and error
You love your children even when at times they don't treat you right
I am still learning from the school of hard knocks, it seems when I try to get ahead a little bit I get knocked down I feel like I might frown
I think I will get back up I have before, but I have some advice if The School Of Hard Knocks comes knocking at your door don't answer.
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Abeille
no feelings that i have tampered with
have rendered me so stark and airless
don't shrink like me just let us begin
by sharing different sensations:
adding air to blue and
begged-for kisses
wip.

                        "...blue and
                       begging lips" ?
never knew it could mean
so much
to know that
every
little
thing
means so much.

!

*reason resides in living
No, nothing. is a coincidence
to
define
is to
react

to
feel
is to
*respond
there often isn't the perfect words to say what I mean.
I apologize for this.
/
do you think                                                   /
maybe?                                                          ­  /
possibly?                                                       ­  /
excuse me... a second?                                  /                                                      
i meant to say..                                               /
pardon me, i...                                                /
i have this feeling...                                       /
listen.. I                                                           /
take a minute....                                             /
                                                                ­         /
                                                                ­         /
My points never get across                              /                                                         .........
                                                       ­                  /                                    *Pardon me.. hard of hearing.
                                                        ­                 /                                                did you say something ma'am?
I feel a
significant
degree
of death
before

I
live
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