SoundsA Poem by Allen Smucklerbreaking the sound barrierSounds ...of the
male cooing his
mate ...of the
gulf spraying its
breath ...of the phoner spouting his
views ...of the
boppers planning
their night All
while I take in the
sounds all about me bombarding
my senses engulfing my thoughts sounds …of the seagulls testing my
patience …of
the music broadcast by
ipod …of
the mother minding her
children …of
the old man “whating” his
wife This
while I sit here and
hope I’m not dumped on soaking
in sound waves from
hither and yon sounds …of the flags flapping
their ‘legience …of
the lifeguard blowing his
whistle …of
the machos tossing the
football …of
the pongers missing their
targets visual
noises stretching
their links collapsing
and lapping under
the burden sounds …of
the mindless setting and
spiking …of
the ladies letting
their views show …of
the beer cans popping and
fizzing …of
my breathing relaxed and
at ease sounds …of
the children enjoying and
playing …of
the babies crying and
puling …of
my heart racing in
rhythm …of
the laughter surrounding
my blanket excitement
abounds as
I paw at the sand and
realize there’s nothing like
being alive …and hearing the sounds © 2012 Allen SmucklerAuthor's Note
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24 Reviews Added on February 25, 2012 Last Updated on March 17, 2012 AuthorAllen SmucklerSarasota, FLAboutI'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..Writing
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