The rapid pinging of nail guns assaults the ears
Angry words shouted in foreign tongues float across skeleton wooden frames
Trucks rumbling over crunching gravel
The gloppy glop machine spitting grey lava
Weed wackers whining
Mowers massacring green grasses
A new home
Oh Danny Boy! 
That really was full of noises that I could hear!
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Mission accomplished!
DJ
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A very noisy poem…
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Thunder strikes! Thanks for commenting.
DJ
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Makes this seem so violent.
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Indeed!
DJ
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Loved this one. This is so vivid. I can literally hear it all and see it! Awesome!
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Thanks! The trucks are driving me crazy right now. Should taper off soon.
DJ
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Such vivid images, I can hear the sounds 🙂
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Thanks for stopping by. Appreciate your comment.
DJ
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Man, ain’t it the truth! Good one, Danny.
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