What You Hear Is Me

I want to speak a language, of love I keep for you

like the wet, that whispers to the grass, in early morning dew

like flowers that speak to gardens, in rain bowed colored row

like winters that hush the sleepy world, in softly falling snow


I want to speak a lanquage, of love that keeps the key

like the poet who bleeds in ink, the birth of poetry

like composer lending voice, to instrument at his wait

like the painter moving paint ,from palate to his plate


I want to speak a lanquage, beyond all that it must say

as a heart that drinks of love to keep the thirst away

as life that begs the daily air, in need that never ends

as memory speaks to shadows, of everywhere that I've been


I want to speak a language, that will keep you when I go

one that only you can hear, whose author you will know

words that speak of promise and of love that keeps the key

your love the key, unlock the words, they are the spoken me.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Truly lovely. And sometimes the words aren't actually spoken in ordinary syllables or with ordinary sound, but they communicate in silence even more directly, still.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Thanks for commenting Nellieanna! The flower speaks volumes in the garden without ever uttering a word. Perhaps, it is the gift of listening, that is so underrated!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Yes - speaking volumes can be done silently if there is an attuned listener. Sometimes that may go amuck, though. Example:

" . . . like flowers that speak to gardens, in rain bowed colored row."

My first impression was that even flowers speak with body language. But - oh, my! I see that I misread. Now I see that it simply refers to the flowers' colors of the rainbow!

How silly that I first read it as their being bowed down by rain pounding on them, which wouldn't change their colors (their innate nature), just affects a current situation expressed in their body language. Can you believe that I actually visualized the flowers' stems bent over, perhaps trailing their petals in the mud, all to express their response to a vigorous caress by powerful pelting rain, while still valiantly being true to their 'colors'.

Maybe my imagination needs adjustments! It so easily goes into overtime. But I'm still capable of more literal reading and interpretation - I think, . . . though the poetic possibilities are delicious and valuable, as well! :-)

Good morning - it's afternoon here now, though, - but inching your way.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

I too noticed the (rain bowed) and made it a single word, however, the fear of a visit from the grammatical police persuaded me otherwise. I have been rummaging through hub land, only to find, how ignorant I am to how much it offers. Doesn't matter. Its just my place to leave my ramblings, but, it is impressive. I'm in one of those places where I am forcing myself to write. Doesn't compare to the place where it just freely rains. Thanks for coming by, butterfly. It appears, a day better left to simply reading and responding. Perhaps, I will find inspiration along the way.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Good plan, Alan. Inspiration comes of its own accord.

I never force it. For one thing the results are really pitiful if I do. Striving at things which are at their best when freely flowing, for me, - seems universally to diminish it when the flow must be too coaxed. Therefore some of my days are spent just reading and responding - where the flow seems to happen naturally - or not at all, which is OK, too. I've finally realized that I don't have to respond to every writ from hubbers I follow. I just go check the list of new hubs published from among them and see what appeals to my interest and go there. Probably a reason I'm quick to come by and visit your new hubs -! always interesting and appealing.

And reading good writing often stimulates one's own inspiration.

I just saw your answer to the question about how to clean a whisk and it broke me up! You have the most delightful shaggy-dog sense of humor. You don't disappoint. So thank you for being you. :-)


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

By the way, that splash of color which may appear across the sky after a rain and when the sun emerges to diffuse the moist light bouncing off the Earth's curvature into its arched spectrum of color is correctly spelled as one word: rainbow. You're safe whichever way you go. I should have noted the actual context instead of my lateral imagination.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

I have to fight the temptation toward humor. often times people want a serious answer. When I go back and see the -27 I know I was so clever, but, I can be no more than what I am. A soul in need of laughter. I shall share a secret with you. were you my only visitor, I would have all the validation necessary to write. Thought you should know, sometimes we mean more than we will ever know, to someone we hardly know. Thank you.


lisa 4 years ago

spoken beautifully


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

I hope you never succeed in fighting off the temptation toward humor. It's a wonderful asset! You need not be more than what you are! :-) If that's a soul in need of laughter, - it's a valid need. You're fortunate to be able to tap into humor within yourself. . . .

To be honest, I find some of those contrived HP questions being asked, superbly absurd unless they're just to plumb what kinds of responses they'll arouse among the constituency. I guess they have value but it's not 'way high on my scale, though I answer sometimes & have tried my hand at asking a few questions, which were pretty much just off the top of my head -nothing profound, - nor humorous.

The general motivations are possibly varied. I suspect that some are asked in quest of clear, honest, serious answers, but the likelihood of any earth-shaking wise revelations arising in that venue are slim. Other possible motives come to mind, of course.

In any case, when I noticed that you'd answered the whisk-cleaning question, I felt sure it would be worth reading and probably highly entertaining. It was! :-)

I would not like it if my enthusiasm were to monopolize your comment spaces though. You have many great followers. But it's obviously no secret that I do enjoy visiting, so your shared secret is reassuring & highly cherished. I understand fully about meaning much to someone we hardly know - yet we do know, perhaps. Hugs.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

(: To whom it may concern!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

lisa! thank you again.


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swb78 4 years ago from Gainesville Georgia

Absolutely beautiful!!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Hello sw78! Thanks for reading and for the comment. It is appreciated.


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AudreyHowitt 4 years ago from California

Really a beautiful write!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Hello Audrey! I'm still remembering your work from this morning, but, I so appreciate your gracious comment.


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Victoria Lynn 4 years ago from Arkansas, USA

Wow, I think I'm falling for your poetry! This is so pretty, so flowing. Lovely, really!


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

Thank you Victoria! What a delicious thing to say. I will savor it for a while and then feed it to my voracious appetite.


Marina Lester 4 years ago

Beautiful and melodic... and love does feel as a language in itself. Transcending mere words because words were and are never enough, so the author always humbled, can only offer them anyway. Because love is the whisper of the divine kissing that which is mortal...


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arb 4 years ago from oregon Author

You have learned far too much for one so young!

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