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Discommunication
by Genevieve Sturrocklet's not pretend
this exchanging
of words is
communication
i watch you
watch me speak
without an ounce
of comprehension
reflecting in your eyes
and when my tears flow
faster than my words
you shore your defenses
stony visage, icy, stoic
until my words run dry
and my vision blurs
leaving me stranded
behind blinded eyes
with nothing left
to say 11/10/2009 Posted on 11/10/2009
Copyright © 2025 Genevieve Sturrock
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ymelda Ramirez on 11/10/09 at 08:17 PM I've been there....LOVE this piece =) |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 11/10/09 at 08:22 PM oh, we have all been there, which is what makes this so powerful. to know that the words are not getting through, no matter what we say does leave us stranded, estranged. i hope you are well today... |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 02/05/20 at 06:26 PM powerful stuff. a feeling i remember well. a very deserving POTD. :) |
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