#hearing poems on Hello Poetry

Annie Sep 2020

Sometimes love and hate are hard to differentiate.
They both give me sensory overload,
Even when there is nothing to
touch
When there is nothing to
Hear.
Silence can turn into screaming when I think about you.
I am bound to go deaf.

i hate a good love, and i love a good hate

#love #hate #deaf #hearing #scream #screaming #idk #poooeeem #okay

Blind Pathos Sep 2020

“My Blue Jesus”

Working martyrs of the boulevard un-ring bells
Over bleachers in heaven and box seats in hell
While the simple saints with time to serve
Just hold their hands up on all the curves

My blue Jesus take a look at me
And whisper to me what you see
Bind me up and draw me near
Make me strong enough to hear

There must be an entity that dictates the hubris. Life consists of wandering through the known and unknown, waiting to see witch gets us first.

#jesus #martyrs #saints #listening #hearing

Charlie Rose Aug 2020

Home Smells Like ****

Home smells like ****
And lavender and jasmine smoke
Heady and warm and welcoming

Home tastes like coffee and ***** seltzer
Tempered by cool water from the tap
The broke *****'s daily festivities

Home sounds like rock music and obscure indie songs
And old jazz on college radio from two campuses
A strong beat to dance to and lyrical sounds to compell your soul

Home feels like the fabric of my Goodwill bedsheets
The ease of my beanbag chair, another luxury I spent for
Soft and welcoming away from the world that shuns my kind

Home looks like the ripped out communist punk pamphlets
The pride flags that grace my walls in beauty
Reminding me of my own strength, keeping me safe

Home is what I have made it
Through the mad run in the dark and my own heartbreak
To a place where I am free

Home is my chosen family
The ones that treasure me for who I am
Without clause or abuse

Home is the arms of my lover
Watching the same show we already know
Even mundanity is treasure with them

Home is what I have fought for
A place where I can be myself in peace and safety
A place where I am found

#home #personal #love #senses #sight #touch #hearing #taste #smell #family

OJ May 2020

Earwax

I've always had really bad wax
Still do
I use q-tips
to pull out bits and pieces
and I can hear the world

#wax #hearing #health

n i c k t h e g o b l i n Apr 2020

Breathing without living

Looking without seeing
Hearing without listening
Eating without tasting
Bleeding without feeling
Pacing but not walking
Hoping but not praying
Crazed without lunacy
Taking without wanting
Breathing but not living

Surrounded without belonging
Alone without loneliness
Saying without believing
Speaking without thinking
Desperation is overcoming
As I try to find a way
To not breath without living

Not really hard to rhyme when everything ends with 'ing'!

#breathing #hearing #wanting #seeing

Agatha Prideaux Apr 2020

Midnight's Villanesque

Embracing the symphonies of midnight
Carefully sewn in between silence's guise
As salvation from this perilous plight

Shallow breaths as they clasp their bent knees tight
Crass caprices brim their minds in surmise
Embracing the symphonies of midnight

Ardent baton flicks to get them just right
Quietude, serenity—ode in reprise
As salvation from this perilous plight

Tinkering bells escorted by dim light
Yet shrill shrieking with menacing disguise
Embracing the symphonies of midnight

Soft, steady beats aloud, to hear I might
Lone martyr forgives in between my thighs
As salvation from this perilous plight

In low weeps, choruses of tears recite
Here I stand, dawning upon raven skies
Embracing the symphonies of midnight
As salvation from this perilous plight

Day 7 of #NaPoWriMo 2020. Been practicing fixed verse forms and today's a villanelle. Prompt is writing a poem with three things you hear at midnight.

#napowrimo #napowrimo2020 #midnight #villanelle #villanesque #hearing #latenight #traditional #salvation #sound

Michael R Burch Mar 2020

You Never Listened

You Never Listened
by Michael R. Burch

You never listened,
though each night the rain
wove its patterns again
and trembled and glistened ...

You were not watching,
though each night the stars
shone, brightening the tears
in her eyes palely fetching ...

You paid love no notice,
though she lay in my arms
as the stars rose in swarms
like a legion of poets,

as the lightning recited
its opus before us,
and the hills boomed the chorus,
all strangely delighted ...

Originally published by Contemporary Rhyme. Keywords/Tags: ears, hearing, listening, eyes, blindness, unseeing, unawareness, insensitivity, rain, stars, lightning, thunder

#ears #hearing #listening #eyes #blindness #unseeing #unawareness #insensitivity #rain #stars

Glenn Currier Mar 2020

Harp

Like fingers running across a harp
from shoulder toward feet
I fall deeper into you.
My fingertips pause
here and there in their journey
to feel the sweet vibrations
of your body
and in these small silences
I enter your divinity.

#harparts #sensuousness #touching #silence #divinity #*** #meditation #now #hearing #vibrations

Jonathan Moya Mar 2020

Lullaby to My Infant Self

My silent little dear
snoozes in his cradle
beyond the noises
I can no longer hear.

The quiet drip of
rain and sink,
the swoosh of
inside air circulating,
the vibrations of life
I can hear only with
mental captions on,
are the inaudible sway,
that separates you from me.

Can you hear my smile
with closed eyes,
will you love the
silence or the noise?

Will you delight in
birdsongs or
in fluttering wings?

Will you laugh at
the music of the spheres
or delight in quiet
thoughts and contemplation?

Child of my April dreams
and September haunts
who breathes in the
whitewash walls of my soul,
what you choose to see or hear,
at first walk, I will protect
under the signing of my hands.

*This is a poem about my looking back at my baby self, before I contracted Scarlet Fever and became  near deaf, wondering what I would choose if I had the option to hear or be deaf.

#deaf #deafness #father #gazing #at #hearing #son #asleep

Masha Yurkevich Feb 2020

Deprived

When I am deprived of your smile,
I lose mine too.

When I don't see your eyes,
I lose my sight.

When I don't hear your laugh,
I lose my hearing.

When I don't feel your touch,
my blood stops flowing.

Don't you understand,
without you,
I simply can't?

My life becomes a
lifeless place,

there is no difference between
minutes or days.

I cannot function
when I am deprived

of the only thing
that made me
thrive.

Very lovesick

#lovesick #love #smile #hearing #eyes #look #laugh #see #deprived #thrive