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Another Reason Why I Don't Keep A Gun In The House |
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The neighbors' dog will not stop barking. He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark that he barks every time they leave the house. They must switch him on on their way out.
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking. I close all the windows in the house and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast but I can still hear him muffled under the music, barking, barking, barking,
and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra, his head raised confidently as if Beethoven had included a part for barking dog.
When the record finally ends he is still barking, sitting there in the oboe section barking, his eyes fixed on the conductor who is entreating him with his baton
while the other musicians listen in respectful silence to the famous barking dog solo, that endless coda that first established Beethoven as an innovative genius.
Billy Collins
Read poems about / on: dog, house, music, silence, time
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Ruth Campbell (1/30/2008 11:23:00 AM)
Cute. I wonder how a mewing cat would sound along with the Moonlight Sonata. |
Pinky O'hara (12/18/2007 10:20:00 AM)
When it happened to me......I thought 'What would Dear Abby do? ' She'd go straight to the source..........so I telephoned.......sheepishly apologizing for bothering them for bothering me.........I explained that '......even with my windows closed and my music wide open....'...........The Lady of The House told me '...well, get in line. The whole neighborhood is complaining.......' Things changed, though.........every time I'd drive by their house they'd lean out the front door calling me names.............My dog, Bless Her Heart, never forgave them and they weren't allowed to come and go without her barking in their direction.........They couldn't even sneak to their car! They couldn't have a BBQ, they couldn't mow their stupid crabby grass without my best friend making them squirm! Their dog, the size of a chicken. My dog? a large pony.....and smart enough to never cross her property line................The perfect payback..... |
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