Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Sounds #3 and #4


The wind is making the grass whistle allowing the leaves to blow away. The rustle of the leaves is followed by the high-pitched barks of the dog. Bark after bark after bark. Once it calms down I’m able to hear the birds chirping and the squirrels rummaging through the birdseed. Thieves. They think they’re slick when they hop from tree to tree but I see you. I hear you. The kids next door are laughing as they chase each other around in their yard. Screaming in joy as they play in their tree house. It makes me reminisce my childhood. I miss those carefree days.


The cars rush by. Sometimes I think they don’t see this place. The water drains through the pipes leading to someplace else. The geese honk as they waddle by in their groups. Have I mentioned that they can be evil? Well they can and so can swans. The crickets start to chirp the longer I’m out here. I don’t hear the cars as much any more seeing as the sun has disappeared. A plane roars overhead as it approaches the airport. Security lights hum as they start to flicker on. Cars and doors are locking as people head inside for the night. Maybe it’s time I should head back. 

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