Everything Silent In Between – A Poem

Everything Silent In Between

I’d like to wake up
to squawking peacocks
and cow bells sounding from the meadow
but not forever

surely thirty days each year
is penance enough
to be hearing morning peacocks squawking
and cow bells sounding from the meadow
with everything silent in between

thirty days each year
forever.

Ellespeth

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