Silence is Golden

Silence is Golden

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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rhyming quatrains

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Silence is golden
 
It seems that everywhere I go
 pop music strikes me like a blow.
Its not that I’m a philistine.
I find some music is divine.
 
But I prefer it soft and low
classics are the best I know.
To put me in a mellow mood.
I find loud pop songs rather crude.
 
But Muzak really gets my goat.
A quiet store would get my vote.
I can browse without background noise.
 That wretched Muzak just annoys
 
 me makes me lose my train of thought.
So what I need remains unbought.
 I much prefer to do without.
 I find the exit and rush out.
 
Why do the merchants think we need
 music til our eardrums bleed.
I think that people would spend more
 if they could find a silent store.
 
The kind of shop our parents knew
 where they were pleases to wait on you
 and glad to pass the time of day
in the good old fashioned way.
 
Instead of them expecting you.
To serve yourself and listen to
 pop music some computer chose.
The price of progress I suppose.
 
19-Mar-08

© 2008 Poeticpiers


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Totally agree, some places you go just blast you out. Nicely written.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Oh my! I know just how you feel. Well done.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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