Noise Noise Noise

Noise, Noise, Noise
That’s all I ever hear
It’s getting so loud and intrusive, that I begin to fear
How much more noise can my ears take
As I live in fear for my mental state

What happened to the bird song that I used to hear each day
The sound of waves upon the beach as excited children play
The chuff, chuff, chuff of steam trains, from a bygone time I loved
The cows a mooing
The sheep a bleating
And the cooing of a dove
                                                               
I love to hear my blackbird as it sings both day & night                     
And even screeching seagulls surpass the din of a building site
With noise that comes from traffic as it trundles through the town
I stay at home my windows shut clothed in my dressing gown

At times when I can hardly hear the sound of my own voice
I have to shout 
I have to shriek 
I really have no other choice

The noises and vibrations are the sounds of daily living
They make me stressed 
I feel so bad 
They are so unforgiving

I fear with all this noise pollution
There is no cure, there’s no solution
So to deafen the din drink a bottle of gin
And to stop my decline drink a bottle of wine
And by then everything will sound fine…   

Written  April 9 2018

Contest Strand no 700
Sponsor Brian Strand 
1st PLACE
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Walker Avatar
March 20, 2020 at 8:14 PM
Ann, a poem which toots its own horn. Very expressive. ~ Sonia
Gilmour Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 8:32 AM
That's great Sonia and thank you for your visit. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
Drowley Avatar
March 19, 2020 at 9:52 AM
'Ann, Congratulations on your win! Very well expressed. David'
Gilmour Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 8:31 AM
Many thanks David for your congrats and thanks for your visit. With kindest thoughts Ann
Roper Avatar
March 19, 2020 at 3:15 AM
Wonderful write with lots and lots of noise, Ann, congratulations on your1st place win.
Gilmour Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 8:29 AM
Bless you dear Eve and thank you so much for your visit, with kindest thoughts Ann xx
Krutsinger Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 11:28 AM
Noise stresses me too. I feel sorry for children who get out of cars with the radios blaring at full volume! No wonder they cannot do their homework. Their house is probably loud too.
Gilmour Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 4:53 PM
Yes that is so true Caren. I find I have to have peace and tranquillity to function in this world!. Thank you for your comments dear friend, so good to hear from you. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
Kinch  Avatar
January 25, 2019 at 12:02 PM
So with you on this one. Give me peace and quiet please!
Gilmour Avatar
January 25, 2019 at 12:06 PM
Hear, hear...
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