“I write you many letters with pens which are not seen. Do you receive them?”
— Emily Dickinson
So many words
that never pass my lips
Unexpressed thoughts
sent by heart
with unsure delivery.
So many things
I want to tell you
about mistakes made
hopes and fears
and a burning desire
to somehow make things right
to fix what’s shattered
and to turn back the clock
to times when things could have been…different
but now the words would go unheard
and messages unopened
only the love gets sent
and received?
well that’s another story
yet still.. yet still
I dream
— G A Rosenberg
Blessings, G
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Born of the City by G A Rosenberg
Seeking Answers in a Confused Space by G A Rosenberg
“I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings.” -from the Fox-”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
If not for words, there would be more touching and even more important perhaps more feeling.
If not for words, so many less misunderstanding and perhaps so many less attempts to try.
If not for words, we could see and hear so much more.
Blessed silence with a musical background — all theatre would be pantomime and ballet
we’d share a common language without words and never need consult a dictionary
If not for words, you’d know me more through my art.
Funny, this internet is based on verbal if not spoken vocabulary yet more gets mis-said than said and misheard
Still it will get better, we’ll shovel out the shit in our communication rooms until we can look in each other’s eyes and know.
Blessings, G
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If the Night Falls on a Lonely Planet, Will the Tree Hear a Sound by G A Rosenberg
Born of the City by G A Rosenberg 
Seeking Answers in a Confused Space by G A Rosenberg 
