I hate trumpets.
Their blaring voices
whining
loud and assertive,
demanding that I listen,
announcing arrogant kings
and the gleeful start of wars.
Trumpet
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I am a writer, painter, potter, and photographer. I was drawn to writing late in life due to my professional life as a speech-language pathologist (SLP). This led me to an interest in language, social communication, and writing. I believe creativity heals ourselves and our society, and is a way to find an ethical, sustainable future. View all posts by gaia mouse
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Another great poem, love your work.
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Thanks for your compliments on “My Children” and “Trumpet.”
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