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Talk

I want to shout bam and
Then pronounce boo!
But who would pander
To me and not bamboozle
Such a pronouncement?

All whispered from around
The corner straight into your
Shell-like deafness is my cry.
Soon my dear we will do
Or we will die...and it will
Not matter at any point.
Come face me and hear us
Talk...let's drink coffee and
Stir the grounds between us.












Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-02-10 at 00:31

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I've tried to think of something meaningful to say about this poem, Linda, and I can't. I just like it. Sometimes, poems hit you that way, and that's enough.
2011-02-13


Sid Gardner
Pronunciation supported by annunciation, may stir contemplation at one's own conversation.

So I believe. (Thinking in a Scouse accent).
2011-02-13


Rob Graber
Stirring the grounds between us--great metaphor!
2011-02-10


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
We need to talk , others need is greeter than our need. Leaving only our words to be expresst in our writings. Our selfs left with out talking left untalked out unshird. We try to talk others talk over. After at the end they say ''thanks '' , some times . Now ''what were you saying? '' We find our selfs saying '' oh '' , 'it was nothing inportant ''.

Ken D Williams
2011-02-10