Noise

Scott Whitby, 2020

Back porch

Chris Knight

A little whisky

Mind gets right

Flies swarm

Sun beats

Dogs scratch

Socks off the feet

Birds sing

Fescue blooms

Garden growing

Thunder booms

Storm comes

After sky gets black

Rain falls

All this out back

Kids ask questions

Dogs pant

Phone rings

My mind in a rant

Chickens lay

Why so loud?

Lay the egg!

Just be proud

Car drives by

Less than a riot

But the noise!

I need quiet

Wheels on gravel

Boyfriend’s here

Any peace?

No...don't fear

More whisky?

Maybe some beer?

It won't do it

It's noisy here

A little later

That first star

Taken for granted

But so, so far

But that star

That star exclaims

Quiet now!

Enough of this pain!

They go inside

Chickens slumber

Questions answered

Gone is the thunder

It takes all day

And part of a night

But finally hushed

And finally right

Who heard that star?

It expressed its sorrow

Follow its command!

...but more noise tomorrow