Poetry

Cliché Conversations

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I hate small talk!
The ones we have in elevators,
At the local grocery store,
Or other places we frequent.

I can tell it’s hot.
I can see it’s raining.
I’m well and you are too.
I can’t complain.
God is good all the time.

Yeah,  those conversations
Which state the obvious.
There’s no depth,
No substance,  just air.

I don’t know about you,
But I crave mental stimulation,
I crave meaning,
I crave authenticity.

If small talk continues to build
Upon the foundation
Of previous chats
Then at least we’re evolving.

But if it always stays the same
Bet your bottom dollar
I’m losing interest fast
And pretty soon will avoid you.

 


Contents written: August 21 2016  |  Originally published: August 22 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Short Stories, Uncategorized

“Hi, how are you?”

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Hi.
How are you?
How was your day?
Would love to hear all about it!

This is my routine with munchkin everyday. This simple act has many uses:
a) It’s my way of hearing what went on at school (and at afterschool)
b) it keeps her engaged so she doesn’t run off down the sidewalk (little trick I learned ☺)
c) It encourages her to think about the appropriate answer for my question
d) it trains her to remember events in chronological order

Living in the fast-paced environment as New York can make us forget the simpler things in life that bring us joy. A simple “Hi, how are you?” is said without even expecting a real answer. The words just fall out of our mouths and we keep moving. And if by chance we linger just long enough to get a reply then we’re actually surprised!

I’m guilty of the aforementioned scenario and when a person opens up and really starts telling me EVERYTHING I wonder how long they’ve been waiting to have someone ask and genuinely listen.

Been feeling a little lonely lately. I miss having deep, intelligent, grownup conversations with people who actually know how to listen effectively. There are a few people with whom I communicate regularly but I keep them at arms length because something is missing. They simply don’t know how to engage in conversation that demonstrates reciprocity and at the end of it I’m either exhausted, frustrated or disgusted and have made a mental note to not do that again any time soon. So I write, read your blogs, comment, and read the comments of others. It’s the next best thing to conversation. And though it is by no means a substitute for a live, warm body with whom to chat, or to ask about their day, and to hear their recount and relish every detail, it helps to have a few ears out there in Blog Land to honestly listen.

Thanks as always for taking the time to read and comment. You are appreciated!

Hugs and best wishes,
A.

 

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Originally published: December 6 2015


Contents written: November 26 2015 | Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises