christmas carols play on the radio
a classical station
so i don’t get to
hear any bing, frank, mel, or elvis
one wall separates my office
from the garage
allowing me to hear
the washing machine draining
the dryer spinning
tossing clothes on the eco-cycle
i lower my head
to the desk
and strain to hear
but it’s all horns
and the dog obsessively
cleaning his paw
8 thoughts on “carols (20161220)”
Excellent poem. Brilliant last line
Thank you, sir.
It’s all music, of a sort. My washing machine sounds like a big bass drum when it’s on “spin”.
My husband felt the same way so I went to youtube and made him a playlist of all his old favourites
great little poem, I can relate except for the dog
Ha ha ha. I can’t imagine not having a dog.
I can’t have pets here but I’m a cat person when I did have
It stinks that you can’t have a cat. We have a little cat, too. She’s a cuddler.
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