Poems About Dialogue Published by Members Recently Online
#dialogue
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 2:17am
28th Oct 2024 2:17am
Voices
There are
Voices I miss:
Sir Christopher Lee;
Sean Connery;
Paul Harvey;
Anthony Bourdain;
and
James Earl Jones;
Voices grander than
This meager span,
And yet whispered
“You’re not alone”
Voices I miss:
Sir Christopher Lee;
Sean Connery;
Paul Harvey;
Anthony Bourdain;
and
James Earl Jones;
Voices grander than
This meager span,
And yet whispered
“You’re not alone”
#dialogue
#PowerOfWords
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8 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 2:17am
28th Oct 2024 2:17am
Voices
There are
Voices I miss:
Sir Christopher Lee;
Sean Connery;
Paul Harvey;
Anthony Bourdain;
and
James Earl Jones;
Voices grander than
This meager span,
And yet whispered
“You’re not alone”
Voices I miss:
Sir Christopher Lee;
Sean Connery;
Paul Harvey;
Anthony Bourdain;
and
James Earl Jones;
Voices grander than
This meager span,
And yet whispered
“You’re not alone”
#dialogue
#PowerOfWords
96 reads
8 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
DO YOU REMEMBER
so we talked of our secret garden
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
#love
#memories
#dialogue
493 reads
10 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
DO YOU REMEMBER
so we talked of our secret garden
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
#love
#memories
#dialogue
493 reads
10 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
8th Mar 2021 3:54pm
DO YOU REMEMBER
so we talked of our secret garden
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
where we would sit under the stars
exchanging kisses and making love
taking showers under waterfalls
we spoke of dancing together'
at twilight to whatever music
played to us by love's nature
drums of hearts melody of caressed skin
we wanted a union that only we understood
holding on to faith's threads
digging heels on time's sand
trying to keep our hearts entwined
we said we would be there
someday when our stars crossed
and our suns aligned
to create that perfect...
#love
#memories
#dialogue
493 reads
10 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
30th Jan 2023 12:57pm
30th Jan 2023 12:57pm
God
I become a God when I interconnect in the web
A human I was made to comunicate
And I fuel up
My lungs boast
And moan in joy
As my brain stem
Reaches that darkness of yours.
A human I was made to comunicate
And I fuel up
My lungs boast
And moan in joy
As my brain stem
Reaches that darkness of yours.
#dialogue
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0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
A Statement Of A Nation's Pride
Antiquated hypocrisy, and historical echoes
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
#dialogue
#historical
#Britain #tradition
#Britain #tradition
335 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
A Statement Of A Nation's Pride
Antiquated hypocrisy, and historical echoes
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
#dialogue
#historical
#Britain #tradition
#Britain #tradition
335 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
A Statement Of A Nation's Pride
Antiquated hypocrisy, and historical echoes
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
#dialogue
#historical
#Britain #tradition
#Britain #tradition
335 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
21st Oct 2021 5:19pm
A Statement Of A Nation's Pride
Antiquated hypocrisy, and historical echoes
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
Petty politicians, and ludicrous lords
Where they come from, who really knows
But they are oft crossing, angry, bitter swords
In reality, nothing much has changed
Future prospects, await in vain
As man, and nature, become estranged
A nation's pride, is on the wane
Great expectations, of hope, and glory
A scepter'd isle, now septic
Omnipresent hope, a fictional story?
And the doubting words of a sceptic
Unemployed multitudes, in discontented scorn
Political bias, and...
#dialogue
#historical
#Britain #tradition
#Britain #tradition
335 reads
1 Comment
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
…and so, we dance
Misunderstandings
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
#dialogue
#art
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8 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Jenn_Leigh
Jenn_Leigh
Poem Published
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
16th Aug 2022 3:06am
…and so, we dance
Misunderstandings
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
move with swift feet
when mood (or stress)
strikes up the band,
musicians at the ready
awaiting their cue
we sway anxiously
under the glaring light
of too many wrongs and
not enough rights;
our eyes are so cloudy,
yet we glide along
to these familiar notes
Old Bitterness and
New Resentments,
our greatest hits play on -
crashing cymbals
sound against the silence
…and so, we dance
#dialogue
#art
182 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Dialogue Published by Members Recently Online
