Wednesday, April 5, 2017



Peace and Quiet

I loathe the sound of modern life
man made machine, electric knife
chainsaw rip through old oak bough
it seems so inhumane, somehow give me peace, tranquillity
maybe I am getting old
the robins chirp, the creek of tree buzz of bee, or croak of toad
take your ruinous things away
not for me the the whirr of drill tranquillity and air of still
is all I ask this gorgeous day
Copyright © 

No comments:

Post a Comment