BEFORE DAWN
(SUNDAY MORNING)
The room is dark,
the silence absolute...
save for the sounds
of the distant train
down by the river,
and the grating snores
of men sleeping
in the other rooms,
and the surprising ping
of the computer
down the hall,
and the increasing buzz
of the clock radio,
and the soothing songs
of the morning birds,
chanting their matins...
save for the sounds
of life.
© 2013
(SUNDAY MORNING)
The room is dark,
the silence absolute...
save for the sounds
of the distant train
down by the river,
and the grating snores
of men sleeping
in the other rooms,
and the surprising ping
of the computer
down the hall,
and the increasing buzz
of the clock radio,
and the soothing songs
of the morning birds,
chanting their matins...
save for the sounds
of life.
© 2013
2 comments:
Good one my friend. The sounds of life are getting so noisey now they block out the good ones.
Hugs.
Now I'm listening to the peepers...they've been singing and whistling for days now...spring is here! :)
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