I was sitting in a room with I think seven people. Everyone was chatting away and I noticed several different conversations happening at once. Then marveling at how they ebbed and flowed, around and into each other. Also how the lulls seemed to come to the group as a whole.

Fleeting thoughts, freely flowing.

Some make no sense, some seem all knowing.

Ideas, emotions, opinions, transmitted through eyes,

tone of voice, gestures, capture interests.

But only for a moment.

Then a silence settles in, lost on a tangent, or tertiary thought.

Stranded with many crossed conceptions in our heads.

Suddenly… Another topic of reflection starts.

Tiny crackles of electro-chemical energy spark,

gathering facts, finding lost memories,

remembering feelings, and postulating theories.

Data courses between synapses, receptors.

Then fires down nerves, like power through live wires.

Stimulating diaphragm, larynx, and tongue;

to form a vibration;waves that shake the air.

Until they tickle another sentient ear.

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Comments (3)
  • PoeticWolves on Sep 15, 2008

    All I can say is love it. A true writer is more observant and not for the wrong reasons.I will stick behind your writing for sure.

  • Morgana on Jan 24, 2009

    Sometimes I join and sometimes I just watch and hear other people’s conversations.You’ve captured the experience..very well done.

  • carissimi on Sep 6, 2010

    these are great moments.. and you captured it.. :)

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