One Single Impression: Exhibition

Bending over backwards,
Twisting and contorting
The simplicity clean out of themselves
And balancing dangerously through space,
These small lines become the shapes
Of the sounds that speak

For the heart.

I don't form them much by hand anymore.

Not these days.

I prefer instead to tap into
The keyboard those secret shapes
That are the strange rhythms,
The secrets, truths, and wild imaginings

Of my heart.

I wonder sometimes if I am out of touch
(Perhaps lost touch).
In my way I keep time to the music
But I never quite step into the dance.

I am told, though,
That I type fast.

I can't help it,
I say.

It is a condition of the heart.

One Single Impression

Comments

  1. I like your poem, looks of thoughts to linger on and examine...

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  2. I miss the written letters but mine are nearly unreadable now. I like the fact that keyboard writing has a beat.

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  3. Joe Klein did not say that. I did at http://looseleafnotes.com. When he uses this computer and reads his gmail it gets stuck on him.

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  4. Joe Klein did not say that. I did at http://looseleafnotes.com. When he uses this computer and reads his gmail it gets stuck on him.

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  5. This is beautiful. Hope you keep typing fast.

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  6. Your poems are often multi-layered, as this one is. I'm with Myrna, I hope you keep typing for a long, long time!

    Hugs my friend, G

    PS: Did you get my OSI offering,sent via email for upcoming prompt?

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  7. Wonderful as always! Enjoy your weekend!

    Sylvia

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  8. This resonates with me personally these days. I love how a good poem has many layers of meaning of complex meaning, though the words are really very simple. It not an easy thing to pull off well and you did it.

    Best,
    Gina

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  9. Water droplets
    beautiful exhibition
    on large hosta leaf

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  10. The heart
    rarely exhibits
    feelings

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  11. I'm glad you tap into the keyboard -- that way I can enjoy your thoughts and words.

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  12. Sandy, there are three key words in that post - ``of the heart''.

    Thoroughly enjoyed your post.

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  13. Really wonderful!
    I like so much
    "I am told, though,
    That I type fast.

    I can't help it,
    I say.

    It is a condition of the heart."

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  14. So many meanings in this. Excellent.

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  15. Love this...your words bring a smile and a sigh to my heart!!
    Thanks
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  16. Anonymous9:55 AM

    emotions exhibited so well!!

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  17. Hi Sandra ~~ I type fast. I taught typing for a year back when I was in the Army. Then I was doing about 50 wpm corrected. Now I do faster.
    I also compose from the keyboard. I have one 'hidden' blog just for writing. Writing anything.

    My daughter would call your poet a "mad blogger" squirrelled away under a light writing his/her heart out with no one to read what he/she has written.

    I liked this, my daughter would like it.
    ..

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  18. 'These small lines become the shapes
    Of the sounds that speak

    For the heart.'

    ...and that is why i love yr poems, sandy.

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  19. I like your take on exhibition. The last line is so captivating. Beautifully done and thanks for chosing my word again!

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  20. Extra ordinarily beautiful...a standing ovation from me..from the heart...

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  21. and so very glad you DO!!! Love it!

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  22. Sandy, I read this trough twice to get the full impact. I now understand and agree. I used to write everything out by hand but now find it much easier to type. Still, whether with pen or keyboard the words must come, must flow, else I would die. Is it the same for you? You hit the nail on the head for me with this poem.

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