I don’t like soft-spoken people,
with unhurried speeches and
calculated talks and gestures,
conveying thoughts and doctrines
with professional and doctoral air, users
of attentive audiences and easy applauses.
I get bored and cannot hear them.
I’m aware that time is running out,
our life short, finite and imponderable,
and so inaccurate our common insight
that pompous speech becomes suspicious.
My words are little heard, in fact,
I was born a poet and I talk on paper,
where they are written, to be read by people
with all the time and right to refuse them.
My family and friends look like me,
our eyes speak more than words.
But with lovers I have had,
I spoke not only with looks.
I created a crazy language,
a more loving one;
not from mouth to ear,
but from mouth to mouth.
Published in Creative Talents Unleashed, Featured Writer, June 17, 2017.
Published in the Sept-Oct.2017 issue of Indiana Voice Journal