Poetry

Humdrum Symphony

Tara Roberts had me stumped for a bit this week with her latest 100-Word prompt. The word she gave us was boredom. It took me a while to find the right response, but I got there. I give you…

Humdrum Symphony

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tock.
Tick
tock.
The second hand
goes ‘round and ‘round
in an eternal march
of slowness and tedium.

Buzz
hum.
Buzz
hum.
The lights go on singing
their droning song
in ceaseless round
filling the air.

Drip
drop.
Drip
drop.
The water faucet
provides a staccato counterpoint
to this dragging song
playing on and on.

Creak
groan.
Creak
groan.
The walls are shifting
and the floors are sagging
in exhausted stances
tired of their heavy burdens.

Thump
whoosh.
Thump
whoosh.100 word challenge
My heart pounds
and my blood flows
drowning out the rest of the song
of boredom in my mind.

Be sure to check out Thin Spiral Notebook to see more great answers to this boring prompt!

3 thoughts on “Humdrum Symphony”

  1. While reading your piece, I was reminded of my childhood, especially my holidays spent at my dad’s. In his house, there is a faucet that keeps dripping. And he lives in the countryside. It’s very silent most of the day. Every sound is compounded.

    Lovely piece. Thank you for bringing back memories.

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