Jesse Rowe Poet Rhyme

Cacophony

Breaking, bashing, creaking, crashing 
Pandemonic pounding pain
Reverberating bone to brain
Slamming, smashing, thrumming, thrashing
Mechanical chaotic grate
Echoing; can't concentrate

Scraping, scarring, jangling jarring
Bastard, broken beat becomes
Endless, dreadful demon drums
Maiming, marring, ringing, roaring 
Blaring banging babel beats
Repeats, repeats, repeats, repeats

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Gershon Wolf September 3, 2018 at 9:07 PM Enjoyed this one immensely, as an anti-melodic kind of piece. More, more! … Reminiscent of Frank Zappa's comment on what things were like when his group of zanies was unleashed in a sedate recording studio "back in the day." ~ Gershon

Emile Pinet September 1, 2018 at 9:28 AM Your poem flows with a pounding, persistent, resistant beat...the words say everything, evoking thoughts within the reader's consciousness until we can almost feel the words grating against our teeth...as we chew on them for a while rather than swallowing them whole, for they tend to stick in our craw in rapid consumption. Well done, Emile.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 31, 2018 at 10:06 AM Oh I hear it! Such is the art of poetry. I have severe noise sensitivity, very effective piece! :) xomo!