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

Date: 9/3/2018 9:07:00 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

Date: 9/1/2018 9:28:00 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 The Insolent Rib

Date: 8/31/2018 10:06:00 AM

Oh I hear it! Such is the art of poetry. I have severe noise sensitivity, very effective piece! :) xomo!