Barbara Gorelick Poet Quatrain

Noise

Our modern day chorus
Seems sung out of tune
The cacophony of life
Instead of the cry of the loon....

We have so engineered noise
As this world keeps going around
It's easy to loose connection
With the gift of earth's quiet sound....

The call of the prairie  grass
The sigh of the ocean's repeat
Songs of the passing brook
And the sound of our own heart beat.....

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Sara Kendrick February 9, 2010 at 1:01 PM This write creates a longing within my soul to hear the earth speak at this very minute. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Milton Toran February 9, 2010 at 10:39 AM This is truly a winner! It's simple, it's plain, and most of all, the message is just darn good! Thanks for your kind sentiments on my latest write! Peace, Milt

Colleen Bono February 9, 2010 at 8:03 AM Nicely done.Please read my new posting IT"S A BOY.I am very proud.Thanks for your comments and have a great day.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire February 8, 2010 at 6:07 PM Dear Barbara, Lovely Sentiments "earth's quiet Sound...." "Songs of the passing brook" "And the sound of ( OUR ) own heart beat....." Classical WRITE LOVE YOU ALWAYS...HG

Sue Mason February 8, 2010 at 4:37 PM My sentiments, exactly ... thats why I feel fortunate to live in a very quiet area where lately the Canadian geese are letting us know they're passing by ... smile ... beautiful write, Barbara !!

Doris Culverhouse February 8, 2010 at 4:10 PM me too! enjoyed!

Carol Sunshine Brown February 8, 2010 at 3:20 PM I am so happy your poetry was amongst the poetry I am reading today Barbara. May you have a wonderful week filled with inspiration. Love, Carol

John Loving Iii February 8, 2010 at 8:47 AM beautifully put. i enjoyed it very much and will surly read again. John Henry Loving III

Carrie Richards February 8, 2010 at 7:58 AM I so agree, ....everywhere we go, there is artificial music piped into our lives...into our ears, ... especially in the lives of the younger generations. Will they ever just want to enjoy the sweet sounds of nature?? Thoughtful poem, Barbara. ~ Love, Carrie

Michael Jordan February 8, 2010 at 7:11 AM Barbara I simply love this poem - so well written and so true - I hope you have a very blessed day - YF4L, mj