Noise Poem by Shaun Cronick
Noise
What a bloody racket! !
It's unbelievable out there.
A chorus of dinful discord,
I'm tearing out my hair.
Rev that engine!
Raise your voice!
Revel in racket!
Reject silent choice!
Lawn mower drumming,
Big dog barking.
Crap music blaring,
Small dog growling.
The list is endless,
In noise I'll drown.
I need to move,
To a tranquil town.
Or like a hermit,
In a deep cave.
To escape from,
Any sound wave.
A poem that resonates with me. Noise from different sources is indeed irritating, a distraction that makes our day so unbearable. Another wonderful offering, Shaun. So beautifully crafted and vividly depicted.
A fascinating and well expressed poem. A reader can feel the frustration of the great Poet right in the opening lines of this incisive write. When we are in deep concentration and tired from our daily chores, we need a quiet neighborhood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/27/2025 11:52:16 AM # 1.0.0
I know that feeling Shaun...during lockdown the joy riders in the town where I live seem to be having a ball. If only there was some island (surrounded by shark infested waters) in the South Pacific where these idiots (ape men, narcissists & painted zombies) could be IMMEDITATELY transported...and would never been seen or heard of again. Then we could all breathe a huge sigh of relief and something akin to heaven might dawn..hope springs eternal! ! !