city’s strange noises
source of which I’ll never know
feel like country mouse
(from stepping outside first thing this morning)
city’s strange noises
source of which I’ll never know
feel like country mouse
(from stepping outside first thing this morning)
I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that. I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.) I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher
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April 1, 2016 at 4:07 am
awwww. great poem from a random outside noise!
April 1, 2016 at 3:48 pm
Thanks. I guess I’ve been living near small towns and farms too long. I hadn’t thought of not knowing where a noise comes from.
I’m trying to get set into the A to Z list. I hope I get it right.
April 3, 2016 at 6:16 am
Ohhh. That made sense! 😀
I will drop by soon to see! 😀
April 1, 2016 at 9:09 am
Urban poetry 🙂
April 1, 2016 at 11:36 pm
Yes, about the city. Thanks!