I’m Listening, There’s No Need to Shout

Always listening

Or so I believed

Now finally hearing

And oddly, I see

Sounds that were lost

Now found and singing

Gone are the missing spaces

So too, the silent places

The ask for repeating

A feeling retreating

I’m a first timer again

Speechless and happy

Didn’t know what to say

But did I say that I heard

For the first time, in years

Every single word today

Grateful I am

And to think

To wonder why

I kept pushing it off

Let time pass me by

My only regret was not listening

To when reality spoke

And I finally listened

Author’s Note

Getting older comes with it’s fair share of unexpected changes. So far, I’m fortunate to have missed most of the really serious ones. Instead of complaining, I’ve used poetry to share personal experiences, in the hopes that it helps others facing similar issues. I wrote this piece immediately after getting hearing aides, which was something I put off for years. Now I can enjoy all the parts of life I missed out on. I’m hearing but also mesmerized at simply listening. Listening to anything and everything, somehow hoping to catch up on the things that passed me by.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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