Tears on the Typewriter & "WORD PLAY"

I used my voice, I used my word.

But, my thoughts, my feelings, were not heard.

I looked right at you, face to face.

But I could not put you in my place.

When I speak to you, there is confusion, it is clear.

My presence, my essence, can cause panic, and fear.

So alone I have to be, twenty-four hours a day.

To reach you, I will write, and call it "word play".

Interpret what you want, from the words that I used.

If you get my meaning, you will be amazed, and amused.

I cry when I write all alone, I want to explain.

With a friend, I would rather be,

When I drain my brain, of sorrow, and pain.


               "WORD PLAY"

You hear the words that I am using, 

But not what I say.

The words that I use.

Are just for play.

I talk in circles.

Listening, can take all day.

You must listen close, and stick it out.

There is much to learn along the way.

Remember to read between the lines.

To get the point I make today.

If you also, are wise.

In your head my "words" will stay.

And smile at the words you heard.

They were just for play.



By J.D. Bardo.




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J.D. Bardo

Wed 28th Oct 2020 14:16

M.C. (mark?) you quote one of my hero`s and there is almost always a message hidden in my poems. thank-you

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 28th Oct 2020 14:05

An aural version of the words of Sherlock Holmes: "You see but you
do not observe." The English language is rich in its ability to say
one thing and mean another.

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J.D. Bardo

Wed 28th Oct 2020 08:47

thank-you, Keith, Paul, and Julie, I thought you might like the titles.

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Paul Sayer

Wed 28th Oct 2020 08:23

J.D. The great Bard Oh!

I long to come and play with thee
lets begin


I tippy tap the words appear
to be seen by all far and near

I like you, wish to extend
a word bridge of friendship
Let's pretend.

I wonder if others will join in
and tippy tap too lets begin

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keith jeffries

Wed 28th Oct 2020 08:14


Another well rhymed poem which could be seen as a conundrum but I feel is much more profound in its content.
Thank you for this


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