lovedly
lovedly
Nov 05, 2018

Deaf poet now

The whole truth

THERE REALLY is no imagery in this
as far as I can share my experience

When I went before a Medical Board
the ear specialist was wonder struck
He spoke and even as the distance widened
I replied before he ended
fed up incredibly
he said loudly
what did I say this time

Nothing Sir
you were perhaps rubbing something with some thing
blast me
he said
you are a wonder
how could you know I was massaging
the rear of a paper with pencil

that was about a few decades ago
now I can't hear a damn

Hi Lovedly
O damn your ego
now you don't want to hear me
I hardly heard her
abuse me

age counts
I am stone deaf
except birds shrieking in the wilderness
hearing aids have no effect
no damn doc can
none yell nor tell
How on earth
I am now so awfully deaf

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

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Comments

zebra

zebra

6 years 5 months ago

Oh the charm of losing it as age nibbles us away like melting sugar in the sun
A very charming clever poetic and humorous dissertation my dear
Was it meant to be funny? Well what the hell I'm laughing but feeling guilty about it

I love this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lovedly

I was smiling
when you were away
but the charm in losing is a constant factor
though annoying
when the most wanted item also
one was losing
ha ha
lol
this is musing
my music lies
in your laughing
as in my losing that!!!!
I am crying
while ur still laughing

IRiz

IRiz

6 years 5 months ago

the deaf poet is never completely deaf
because for him the written words have sounds
they throb, drum, and cry
be brave lovedly, tough time is here
but your gift will heal you

lovedly

on your courageous inspiration
I earned a standing ovation
in a crowd of 1000
I said I can't hear
but if you like my poetry
do raise your hands for me
I will hear all of thee

poetry was INTERNATIONAL DIVALI
POSTED here also do read

lovedly

he was LORD
I am deaf of ears not mind
after all I can handle many
one at a time
a simple soul I am

Thanks
when the novel is finished do let me know
as without reading it I'd hate to GO
and by now friendly poetess you also know
The sincerity from one's heart must always flow

Like does the Mississippi of yours
flow

Eumolpus

Sad for you that nothing works. Tough poem to write, tough poem to accept.

With all this sadness of aging how lucky you are to be a prolific poet. Stick with it. we will be your voice, your sound, when we read it.