Monday, April 14, 2008

I hear a million different voices speaking in tongues,
their words just empty vessels I fill with meaning.

7 comments:

Tania said...
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Tania said...

Attempting to fill the words of others with meaning is admirable and brave... yet we all try to do so. I wonder if the reason is that we crave to understand, or to be understood...

Fern said...

hmmm

Debra Kay said...

I bought a parrot
to squawk and silence
the voices in my head......

Forever Young said...

I hear a million different voices jabbering at me,
To do or not to do!
Go away all of you!
Shoo!

human being said...

Or perhaps it's just the reverse...

A million different voices hear me speaking in a strange tongue
My words just empty vessels they fill with meaning...

Does it really make any difference? What really matters is that there is something we can feed our souls with...
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dear friend, Hopper
your night poem was astonding... I put it up there and wrote something ...
thanks sooooooooo much.

Morgan said...

Sounds like you're putting words in their words.
Sorry I missed the first poetry game. I so wanted t play but find myself tits deep in freelance work at the moment. And alas, I need the money.