Stirring of the Mind

Little noises_a clock's tick bothered her The truck with a loud muffler_wheels a whinning Or the blowing of the heat pump's whirr Silence sometimes comforts_flighty turning Turning for hungry thoughts about others Ideas, writings, truths, from the great teacher Then the refrigerator cracks and smothers Gone are the stirrings of the mind of this creature Somehow the quiet of the day has slowly gone The full rout has arrived with the slush Of trucks_cars, roosters, crows, loader's backing brawn Soon television will come on_peace, quiet are on their own (:>Didn't go exactly like I had planned...