A Poem About Sounds

Posted on September 13, 2020 by Stupidity Hole

I was trying to create some sort of imagery which came from a song I was listening to when I started writing this bit of poetry.

Unsurprisingly the whole thing feels quite amateur. Room for improvement and all that.

I hope you enjoy.

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A multitude of buzzes
Croaking among water
Occasional chirps
Rustling of branches
Movement among low foliage

Imperceptible rhythms
Audible patterns
Gathering of sounds
Forming a mass
Thought of as harmonious

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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