Drip, dropp Drip
The facet go
creak, creak, creak
the floor boards go
swish, swish, swish
the trees out front go
the sound when your alone
tweet, tweet tweet
the birds go
swoosh swoosh swoosh
the waves go
swoosh whoosh swoosh
the cars go
the beautiful sounds of alone
Yes. When alone we tend to intently observe the little sounds which we would not else have listened to! The poem is rendered in an alluring manner! GOOD!
My dear little poet I too wish to commend you on the use of onomatopoeia, also to point out that goes is a singular verb. Maybe if you were to delete each 's' on the end of your nouns. The title needs to be lengthened. It is spelled Aloneness. An alo is a plant that grows in the desert. You are indeed growing into a lovely poet; your expressions are very good. Read mine - Bloom of Youth - Adeline
I agree with Lynn W. Petty and Mark Challenger here. After reading some of your poetry this one stood out the most for me - you show a lot of potential with all of your poems but this one has the makings of a fine young poet. your good contrasting use of Onomatopoeia shows a clear sign of a creative mind. Bravo!
So fitting how no animated life was mentioned in the first stanza; a reality of being alone. Giving two near contrasting views on alone-ness, one emptiness and one peace, makes the poem seem closer to infallibility; 2 sides of something always do. Nice work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The title really reflects what you did inside the content..i mean the sounds you shared and the link of these lines..it is a great work!