Quiet quelled by ringing in the ears,
a cat mews,
children’s voices outside play,
Next door a mother yells her dismay.
Upstairs the man has a partner
for amorous pursuits again.
Time ticks away,
the sun sets another day.
Just like everyday.
Every single day.
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Yep, another day in paradise …. or not 🙂
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lovely imagery,
good to hear a cat’s meow…
cheers.
Thanks for contributing to poetry potluck.
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I love my cats meows, mews, and purrs. Thanks, Ji!
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Another home run! I like the way you match the meter and word choice to help portray the idea of plodding routine. Well done.
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That’s very kind of you, Thomas. Thank you!
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A crisp write, loved the way it rolls off the mind to transfer to other experiences of a day
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A.B., I always love your comments. They sound like the sort found on book covers by critics. Very cool, thanks!
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Those every day routines ..all the same … you dreams sometimes about something different, but when you can’t even the cat’s meow gives you comfort as long as there is a peace around!
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Very true! Thanks!
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This is very homey. I find the familiar quite calming.
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Me too, more so than change. Thanks!
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Thanks for contributing poetry potluck week 20, support us by visiting and commenting for a dozen poets starting from our latest entries, 201, 200, 199, 198, 197, 196, 195, stop when you feel that you have enough.
cheers.
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OK, will try. I always start at the last entry instead of the first anyway, since most start with the first I figure. 🙂
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Aha, I thought this funny, sorry! The image at the end! Someone’s gonna get a whuppin’! Great read, I thought.
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I’d rather things strike people as funny rather than depressing, so cheers!
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There’s no such thing as a perfectly quiet day in the city, is there?
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No, and I have little desire to live in the country, so there you go. Thanks!
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I really love your poem. Simple and complicated all together. You really have a good way with words. Can’t wait to read next week’s poem.
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Thank you so much, Buffi! Please come again. I think one of my friends followed you and that’s how I found your blog.
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What a picture you’ve painted here. Real and gritty full of lovely life.
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Thanks Kristin!!!
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That was quite a day!
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Heh, it’s actually an amalgamation of the various sounds one can hear there. Some I don’t hear everyday, it’s more a poem on how mundane my life is.
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