Language
By: JP Leddy
Words and sounds
But no understanding
Mouths are moving
Hands are gesturing
Language is spoken
Anger still exists
Bigotry lingers
Hate is festering
Language without listening
Becomes noise
Submitted to Monday Poetry Potluck Language, Signs and Symbols
Tasithoughts' Weblog 
“Language without listening
Becomes noise”
So very true…like the sentiments expressed…a very passionate write.
Thank you, David. I really feel language is useless without real listening.
JP
nice and thank you for sharing.. here’s my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/19/my-whole-world/
Fiveloaf,
Thanks for your comments.
JP
What a poignant and powerful poem–bravo.
Thank you, Angela 🙂
JP
The last two lines said it all, and it reminds me of my mum’s nagging, haha! Great words 😛
Always great to hear from you. RiikaInfinityy!
JP
vivid and witty…
enjoyed it.
🙂
A++
Thanks, Ji!
Far too often the bitter truth. Life sometimes seems like its all about monologue instead of dialogue. great write!
Thanks, A.B. Appreciate it.
JP
Great piece. I am one of the officials with Jingle Poetry and am interested in featuring you in next week’s Meet The Poet Wednesday. If you would like to participate I can email you the interview questions. Just email me at christopher@jonesing.com and let me know. Happy Potluck!