Written during a short walk before work on…
By Phil Breidenbach
Boards clatter as they are dropped in a pile
a back-up alarm beeps on a truck or a tractor
on a distant road, tires go speeding by.
All trying to cover up the chirps of the birds and the insects
There is no wind today
the sun provides above normal temperatures
a few wispy clouds drift by.
A short distance away, a squirrel runs through the leaves to his next tree
I try to shut out the man-made noise
but as Fall lengthens, it gets harder and harder
noise travels easily, without the leaves to insulate.
A bird starts chirping a song I’ve only heard a couple times
What kind of bird is it?
I couldn’t even guess.
But it takes my thoughts off of the sounds of construction
Like the gasping breath of a drowning man
I suck it in.
It gives me peace and serenity!
Looking at my watch I know I have to leave
the walk to the car will give me just enough time to get to work
off to a world of noise.
The bird chirps again
giving me one more breath
before I go under…