Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

I Picked up My Ears

     Airplanes scream overhead
     Lawn mowers abuzz on the ground
     Traffic streams endlessly by
       drowning out nature's intentions
       all of her creatures’ sounds...

     One lonely night in the country 
     I picked up my weary ears
       things soddenly sounded just right
       
     Whistling and chirping
     Mating calls of birds
     A pond come alive
       something forgotten in me
       had stirred

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sara Etgen-Baker July 18, 2025 at 4:35 PM that 'drowning out' saddens me sometimes. I'm not sure all the 'noise' is good for our souls. I walk most mornings along the trails near my home, relishing the sounds of nature...it's soothing for sure.

John Lawless July 18, 2025 at 5:51 AM nature's background music...lost in the drama of life

Rowena Velasco July 18, 2025 at 4:18 AM Beautiful imagery and heartfelt reflection, Gershon. I love how you capture the quiet awakening to nature’s music amidst the noise—reminding us to truly listen and reconnect.

Richard Lamoureux July 17, 2025 at 9:25 PM Nothing like the sound of a country setting. I enjoyed your poem Bill. Thanks for your visit.