Summer Sounds Surround Me

I sit here in the park amidst a carpet of green speckled with buttercups and daisies A pale blue sky above ceilings my room as I close my eyes as I open my ears to the Summer sounds surrounding me Buzzing encircles me as bumble bees in picnic mode collect the rich nectar from the sporadic yellows and whites To my left in the distance I hear the distinct sound of children playing in the parks swimming pool Shriek's that would cut glass are consumed by the vast expanse Water splashing resonates through the air as if carried on the Summer breeze Chimes appear from the distance as a frenzy of screams shout Mam, dad it's the ice cream van Suddenly a quietness descends as I picture children and adults licking their ice cream nectar like thirsty hungry bees To my right I hear the distinctive grunts of my daughter and her friend emulating Flushing Meadow on the local tennis courts The odd yell of congratulations from watching spectators breaks the scene As I turn my head again in radar like fashion I zoom in on the aviary where gorgeous budgies are kept I can picture their greens, yellows and blues through my closed eyelids This little community chirp endlessly as they flutter in organised commotion Delights of aw echo across the flower beds as they are absorbed in my consciousness Modern man interrupts this tranquil scene as metal birds noisily roar overhead whilst bodied engines reverberate reminding us of the mechanical world we live in My own little world this Summers afternoon comes to an end as my daughter and her friend return with vociferous tones I open my eyes as normality returns We gather our belongings as we head of home listening to the cacophony of modernism