Distracting drilling dominates the soundscape
Intruding upon daily tasks and daydreams
Seeking soulful sonorous sounds, elusive.
Termites chewing overhead raining sawdust on my head
Raucous ravens rattle my nerves, while trying to be pensive.
Ambulance sirens alert and aggravate with annoyance
Cacophony continuously surrounds, leading to
Trauma caused by sonic invasions as it infects my ears
Intruding upon imagination,
Overwhelming auditory senses, leaving me
Numb, not nurtured.
-JHD
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Jon H. Davis
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Jon H. Davis, is a digital alchemist, and explorer, who documents the natural world and cultures with words, photos, and videos. Explore and discover more at Northern Lights Studio.
https://www.nlscreativemedia.com
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