On Talking and Listening

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Scott Dykema      ugallery.com

The blue jay squawks
from a branch in the tree
What its voice lacks in grace
it makes up for with machismo
A trucker kicking a flat tire
blurting a crude obscenity
The songbirds listen

Like August lightning
they flash and disappear
from the feeder on the deck
The devil’s power is his bluster
The rest is left to the flock
Far wiser a fast on fear
than a feast on folly

This life’s too short
a thing to sing for fools
Poetry’s far too rare a gift
to waste upon the vulgar ears
of beasts who bray like men
Gentler a dawn in solitude
than dusk in bad company

“For millions of years, mankind lived just like the animals.
Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination.
We learned to talk & we learned to listen.” ~ Stephen Hawking

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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