Hearing … Being!

Sitting down today to compose this piece that you are now setting out to read, I had restarted writing this poem on three occasions, before settling on this one below. But it requires a little explaination before going further.

I have spent much of my life with Tinnitus which can be explained by the following (Tinnitus is the term for hearing sounds that come from inside your body, rather than from an outside source. It’s often described as “ringing in the ears”, although several sounds can be heard, including: buzzing. humming. grinding.) . My issues have always been buzzing to a larger extent and much to amusment to all here at home, including myself, I mishear what certain sounds, letters and words are.

Thus certain speeches, lectures and music videos wre a case of laughter with what I hear and what actually being stated etc. In recent years I have been using hearing aids which have been life changing. These past couple of months I have been using more modern and for me, which are state of the art (almost ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) , Thus walking in recent times have become an enjoyment in listening to sounds I have not heard propper in some years. yet I realised how much I took such for granted, until I heard such as gentle flowing water in a local stream for first time with this new hearing aid set up.

This is where todays poem comes in. Taking a walk listening to sounds to match with sights that I took for granted and yet missed. The poem just lightly steps into it, but should open the door to something that I feel could be enjoyed.. Forexample, as I type here, the tapping of keys on the keyboard is a sound I have not heard for such a long time before these hearing aids. Which brings me to state; “How technology often brings life changing joy” .

Having said that, Please enjoy this little poem.


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Hearing ... Being!



One sitting breathless at the river side,
An unspoken understanding stood wide.
No one cried but wandered by in silence,
A black bird on a fence called with patience.


Walking along a gravel path sounds filled,
Ears that were eager to hear and eโ€™er trilled.
The sound of footsteps sounded all but bright,
Still one fascinates at natures best flight.


Watching as the water crashed over rocks,
yet enjoying what filled my ears no clocks.
One continued walking along the path,
Amazed how technology changed lifeโ€™s wrath.


Years had passed where misheard resounds this life,
Refine with unheard sounds, refine! Such strife!
Recast that which lost itโ€™s worth thus of mine,
Found itโ€™s cost within natures hard cold line. 


Between casting crowns of youthful wasteland,
And nights fuelled with brews of youths care free band.
Delight was lost within sounds that brings joy,
Dare one stand to say my troy is hearing.



ยฉ  Pat Fitzgerald 2023


Thank you as always for reading this far into this post, it always blesses me to know that so many read and enjoy my poetry and what I place here. As always I welcome any comment that anyone wishes to make, but ask that all comments are in as polite a manner as could be. This is to provide a positive environment here and also to avoid any insult that some may find.

At times mistakes and typos make their wayonto published posts. This is not on purpose, but they do slip through my editing etc. BUT rest assured I do correct and update as ssonas any are found. BUt some take a little longer than others to be found by myself. I thank you for understanding this little matter.

In finishing, please stay safe and take care, But when possible show a little loving care to those in society that may be in need of loving care.

Until next time Slรกinte (Cheers / good health)



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One thought on “Hearing … Being!

  1. ๐Ÿ’œ Great ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ ๐Ÿ™Œ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜„ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ poem as always SupaSoulBro; as an aside I am aware that I AM going through My EEP!!! (Energetic Evolution Process) and what is diagnosed by the Medical Professionals as “Tinnitus” I accept as part of My Energetic Evolution along other Physical and Physiological Symptoms…so I no longer seek Medical Intervention and that CHOICE!!! has Assisted My Creative Flow of Consciousness; having said that, Each To Their Own EveryOne and Follow The Path That Feels Right EveryBody Being The Heart โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ’™ ๐Ÿ’œ ๐Ÿ’– ๐Ÿ’— ๐Ÿ’˜ โค๏ธ as Opposed to Following The Head when We are CONFUSED!!! ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ’™โค๏ธ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜•

    nisi mortuus nec neque nolite vicit ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค

    …๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™…

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