I Listen To Life

A spark of inspiration Ignites in my mind, listening... To life on a daily basis. Some women walk by me on the street And I hear their heels clack. I love to listen to the autumn wind howl; I see it flap an American flag mounted High atop a roof. When the wind blows a whistle Dry foliage does rustle and my wind chimes Does tinkle from time to time. How wonderous to pause and absorb Sounds in and out of home. I hear the long hand of the clock tick, Bacon on a hot griddle sizzle; Sometimes I hear a crow caw Some mornings, I hear chickadees chirp. In the dead of twilight, crickets shriek. Impatient drivers whiz by on the road So fast their car tires screech. I listen to life, daily. Preferably out in nature. Onomatopoeia Poetry Contest Sponsored by Emile Pinet Date written: 10/31/2021