Up just after dawn
The sun shining its peace upon me,
Natures Symphony welcoming me to the morn.
Music from the radio
Complementing nature,
As it does every morning.
The words of friends read
And then the muse struck,
Calliope looking down on me
And the words started to come,
To come on the page.
I was lost in my world,
My world of nature,
My world of music,
My world of words,
I was suddenly pulled out,
Pulled out from my reverie.
A hammer was striking loudly,
Then the sound of a saw
Hiding the sound of nature.
Then the final straw
A road drill started
Drilling holes in the path.
So it had gone,
My blissful time of quiet
Had been eaten,
By the industry in the world.