Noise

Noise short poem

Photo by David Davies


Is it really ‘just how it is’ in the world these days?
Too fast, too bright; too hyped.
With an insatiable attitude of me, me; me, gratification.
And there is always so much noise.

People in cars, in trains, in planes.
But nobody out enjoying or slowly walking
past your favourite bread shop to smell the sourdough baking.
And there is always so much noise.

Hurry, hurry; you’re late for work.
Staff meeting at 8, presentation at 11; brainstorming session at 2.
The building site next door is driving me nuts.
And there is always so much noise .

I am now going to leave this unnatural scene and heading off to find,
wide open spaces; peaceful private places.
The sound of water over rocks.
As at last I sit where there is no more noise,
on rolling hills amid a carpet of green.
And Gaia touches my soul again.

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Aloke
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Excellent poem of escaping into a dream world. It touches the heart. Beautiful cadence.

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