A Little Night Noise
What is that
buzz in my ear.
That static in my head.
White noise and nightgowns
and old women
who can’t sleep from
the noise.
Rattling hisses
like an old iron pot
on the boil.
Just pour me into
a silent pocket of night.
Written for dVerse Quadrille #151 “static” Image from Wikiart, Shape and Noise of Motorcyclist by Giacomo Balla, Date: 1913; Italy Public Domain. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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18 responses to “dVerse Quadrille #151”
Oh yes, I can relate to this hiss 😉
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Pour me into a silent pocket … I so love this, Misky 💕🙂
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So do I!
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me too! It’s ingenious!
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Thank you, David! 💕
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Love it! Our heads get full of static as we get older. Seems we have to turn on other noise to get rid of the noise in our ears that never stops! A good night of quiet sleep is wonderful. Well done!
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I just couldn’t quad last night, but if I could – and could do it even half as well as you’ve done here – I’d be one Happy Poet, M. Thanks.
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The last line is perfect. I love the imagery of “pour me in a silent pocket!” ❤
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That was really beautiful poetry…
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Thank you very much.
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Relatable! 😊
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This resonates. The last line is stunning.
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Thank you very much!
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Sometimes sleep slips away from you…
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A wish for many who find the night ‘unsleepable’….
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“Just pour me into
a silent pocket of night.”
Brilliant!
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Thank you!
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I love this! ❤
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