Silence
In his own words, Mike Berger, PhD, is bright, articulate, handsome, and extremely humble. Confidence might not be a universal trait among writers, but an appreciation for humor seems to be a common enough attribute. The need for quiet might also be a common thread among our kind. Do you find yourself driven crazy by sound or are there some that calm you? Mike shows us the effects of both.
Silence
By Mike Berger
By Mike Berger
The streets are ablaze with sound—
horns bleat, sirens wail.
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack
high heel shoes on the pavement.
Blue sky peeks through dark clouds;
raindrops pound the ground—splat.
Squishing and squashing sears the
silence as shoes splash.
All this noise is insane;
it grates on your very being.
Sanity hangs on a moment of silence;
someone screamed and a calliope
penetrates my inner sanctum.
The smell of the ocean wrestles
with my nose. Foghorns pound
my ears. I find a moment of respite;
listening to gentle waves lap, sitting
under the dock.
Posted by Annmarie at 4/19/2010 8:27 PM 
Categories: today's words
Tags: Mike Berger quiet noise sound peace
Categories: today's words
Tags: Mike Berger quiet noise sound peace
This poem is vivid and realistic.
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