(I am participating in National/Global Poetry Month as I continue to write small poems each morning. – Kevin) Day Twenty Seven: Objects, Heard (inspired by Kim) I’m falling my way into earbud air: Familiar and unfamiliar voices, alike, in the whispers, working through the ether of connection; Whether song or talk, electronic pulses settle inside my ears, […]

(I am participating in National/Global Poetry Month as I continue to write small poems each morning. – Kevin)

Day Twenty Seven: Objects, Heard

(inspired by Kim)

I’m falling my way
into earbud air:
Familiar and unfamiliar voices,
alike, in the whispers, working
through the ether of connection;
Whether song or talk,
electronic pulses settle inside
my ears, comfortable as
silence

(Inspired by Algot)

Lawnmower music
surrounding neighborhood noise;
the discord of Spring

Peace (listening to friends),
Kevin