Notice of absence from Jooles
I disappear for months on end......just my life but I always come back!
I disappear for months on end......just my life but I always come back!
I watch him as he watches
His eyes upon their lips
A skilled and secret watchman
Dechifering all their scripts
Nothing is a secret
As your words pour from your lips
Nothing to save or keep it
Your dialogues in his grip
His lips repeat and mumble
The secrets you have told
Nothing is a jumble
He's talented, poised and controlled
Communication can be like this
When the world is soft and quiet.
To some it sounds pure bliss
To others a hellish riot
So eyes upon your lips
Is not always what it seems
I give you this one tip
So your on the winning team
Clever, talented and smart
With eyes that read your thoughts
Lip reading. . . . . . . Such an art
Being deaf is not a loss
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Jooles (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My husband is deaf as are many of his friends or hard of hearing. This skill always amazes me and sometimes you get caught saying things you don't want to be caught saying
- Category: Reflection
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I have heard that deaf people are prone to do some crazy~ness I just wonder if that may be true?
Lol crazy as in ????
O my brothers & sisters where for art thou now when we need you most I say O yeah I say wink~ wink and please don't blink you for sure know now,,, wink ~ wink~
sweet jewel O mine! ww
I used to do volunteer work with kids of all different abilities, including deaf/hard of hearing when I lived back where you are, and my goodness did it give me a shock, bright, witty and evil kids read everything then passed it on about the group ggrrr lol, but it certainly taught me how amazing people are.
Lol so true...no secrets
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