Sound Behind the Door
—The sense of sound—
He was curious, he opened the door,
he heard a scream, then he yelped.
He suddenly banged the door,
someone cawed from behind the door,
it changed to crackle crackle,
then became an incessant echo.
He again opened the door and heard,
the roomful echo changed to murmuring stream,
then turned into rumbling violin. He whined
for annoying sound, then he whooped, then
he yelled, finally he smiled and yodeled
for his curiosity made him aware of
many different sounds there are
in the behind closed door.
Copyright ©
Su Ben | Year Posted 2015
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