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PROSE:I am inside listening....
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PROSE:I am inside listening....
Author:Essa Bokarr SEY.
I am inside listening....
I am listening,I was listening,I do always listen and hear.
Listen with me...
Can you hear?
We are cutting through many pieces!
Wear and tear!
Speak and knit!
Hear this thread knitting those pieces where fear is speaking.
I heard the meaning of those creeping ripples from the vast sea of ideas.
So easy! So uneasy!
I heard a whisper from a heart.
I hear the meaning of signs.
There is always a wise heart that does not sign off.
There is this sound of dropping sweat.
Listen to action.
Hear production.
This sweat sizzles between a hat and a head.
We heard from hard hearts!
We heard from soft hearts!
Do not hear fear near me!
Listen....Listen....Listen! Can't you hear?
Sound is not a lounge,do not spread the drapes!
It speeds,it views, it flees...
As I was listening my eyes were not blinking.
Ears feeding the mind? Yes!
Eyes serving perception? Yes!
I heard a lot.
I have been hearing so much...cannot munch this huge candy from hearing!
I heard everything without a but.
I heard a lot more with a big BUT!
Cutting through all doubts with that chisel from listening... Wise O!
Screening or Screaming?
I am still listening.
Time after time stories reel those rolls.
We listen,then hear.
We watch,then see and hear!
Sense spoke I listened.
Nonsense spoke I listened.
Both spoke I heard common sense.
Is nonsense useless?
Without nonsense there is no sense!
Where there is sense,there is nonsense.
Listen to common sense!
Work on that formular of present tense.
What a circus with listening!
Past,present,future...just listen! |
Posted on Sunday, April 06, 2008 (Archive on Monday, April 21, 2008)
Posted by PNMBAI Contributed by PNMBAI
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