Reviewing some recent poems, and liked this one, though mystified as to why sometimes the formatting remains when I copy and paste, and other times not.
Communication, such an important thing, so rarely done well, particularly the listening part…
Sharing Thoughts
Heart on the sleeve
Has problems for all
As observers stand by
Waiting for the fall.
Honesty can be
Weakness and strength
Emotions transparent
Showing the depth
Of feeling shown
Or thoughts stirring
Few barriers up
Emotions showing.
Responding to others
Only when safe
Makes certain sense
That’s for sure.
Letting ideas build
With onlookers nought
Gives that safety
So often sought.
Sharing with others
Has however huge gain
The thoughts in the mind
Do not often remain.
Open to examination
By friends and others
Rarely are remaining
Self reinforcing rumination
It is not though
For those fragile
In danger of comment
Declaring them puerile.
But vulnerability itself
Can be such a strength
Allowing the audience
To leap to defence
Or help to clarify
Thoughts which swirl
And so I think
Best give it a burl.
In the modern era
So easily done
Opinions can flow
Barriers to none.
But casually many sit
On that wide fence
Allowing only others
To contribute their pence
Content though they are
To shoot others down
And make opaque comments
Ensuring others frown.
But many there are
Who have deep thought
But not confident are
To have these outside brought.
To those I say loudly
Your ideas I want to hear
Especially from those
Who to me are dear.
Hide not away
Your deep cogitation
Shout from the tree tops
Inform our nation.
For too often it seems
Shallowness so often heard
Resound through the streets
Like an unformed turd.
4/6/2020