city sounds. - a poem by me


the 
whine 
whine 
whine
of sirens 
singing

the 
trill
trill 
trill 
of texts 
arriving

the
tap 
tap 
tap
of keyboards 
typing

the 
click 
click 
click
of high heels 
walking

the 
soooooar 
of an airplane

and the low soothing trumpet
of some slow smooth jazz

these are the city sounds.

_______

Namarië,
Ellie

10 comments:

  1. this is such a unique and beautiful poem :-)
    love it!! xoxo

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  3. I wasn't done! I hate you comment box!

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  4. Fudge.
    BUT ANYWAY.

    The
    Feet
    Beat-
    Slap-
    Stamping on the cold hard streets.

    The
    Burble
    And the
    Babble
    Of the
    Dozens of tongues

    The
    Car horns beeping
    And no one's sleeping
    From the onomatopoeia
    Of the city at its heart.

    Well. That had no consistency. Wheeee.
    Comment box, I still hate thee.

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    1. Ah, yes, understandable. The comment box can indeed be quite fiend.
      I like the "car horns beeping/and no one's sleeping" bit.

      - Ellie

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  5. Lovely poem!
    I love verse:
    the
    click
    click
    click
    of high heels
    walking

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  6. This is so beautiful! And relatable, I always hear these sounds in the city, especially
    the
    trill
    trill
    trill
    of texts
    arriving

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