Sunday, August 30, 2009

I'm a Poet and Didn't Know it!

As I lay in bed
I listen to the sounds of thunder
I synchronize my heart beats
to the beat of rain
My heart breaks with the crack of lightening
The inner peace I previously felt
is shattered by annoyance


Years and years ago I had an English class that spent a small portion of time on writing poetry. I was horrible! I just couldn't rhyme or be emotional or anything. A few years after high school I made an attempt to read and write poetry, but I just never understood it or fully grasped it's point. The story behind the above poem, in case no one gets the true emotion of the poem, goes like this...

Last night I was determined to go to bed at a decent hour, it was 1045. I was excited and thrilled to go to bed with a storm rolling in. I just love the sounds of a storm! As I snuggled in to my cozy bed, so comfortable and ready to fall quickly asleep, I heard a noise that was not the noise of a storm. Boom...ba da boom, da da tadada, Boom...da da boom, da da tadada...repeated over and over and over and over and over and over....I think you get the point. These were the first external sounds that filled my ears since living in our new place. My impression of having quiet neighbors was boomed right out of existence. I did all within my mental power to block the annoyance and focus on the whir of my fan or even better, the rarity of natures rhythmic percussion. Nothing worked.

The annoyance continued for 45 more minutes! Before I knew it I was falling asleep way beyond a reasonable time to go to bed and barely even had the chance to truly enjoy the rare storm.

So, before falling off to sleep I wrote the above poem. And that was when it occurred to me. Poetry only makes sense to the author of the poem. Take my poem for example, the reader would probably think I was saying the storm was annoying. Well, now you know...neighbors are annoying.

In conclusion,

As I lay listening to the sounds of a soothing storm announcing Autumn is near,
neighbors are listening to the sounds of bad rhythm and drinking beer.


How's that for rhyming?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey! I need to keep checking back to see what you are up to! In answer to your question on my blog . . . I try to do a post about something I am thankful for once a day. It is suppossed to be about your every day life not just the big moments. I have really enjoyed it, it is my life as it is! We had a lesson at church about being more thankful so that is why it is a 365 blog about what I am grateful for each day. It is what the push is nowadays in the scrapbook world. Anything to sell more scrapbook things you know!! :)

Anonymous said...

By the way my 365 blog is on my blog list if you happen to go back and see it!