There has been a lot of noise in the last couple of weeks here in America.
Some voices have been shouting with anger and violence while some have been shouting with joy and caring.
When Molly Frederick sent me a poem she had written, I welcomed the peaceful sounds of quiet.
Here is that poem:

WIND READS A MAGAZINE
…Flippp…………whipppp….
…….zewwwwww….
……..sssstttt…..
White edges………
…Analysissssssss…….
Whhhhhh…………urrrr……
Reviewssssssssss….bookssssss….
…Moviesssssssss…
Cartoooooooooooooooooooon.
TVVVVVV…….theaterrrrr….
Whhhhhh……flooooooooo.
….Tiktiktik………………
Whewwwwwwwwwww
….Puzzzzzzzzzzle……….
Fluttttterrr…..oooooooooooooo….            [end]

(Copyright Molly Frederick 2024)
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Molly Frederick lives and writes in New Jersey. She has published her poetry in voxpoetica.com.

The image that leads this post is from Rosy/Hamburg/Germany in Pixabay.

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