Basking in the tranquil morning
I sat thinking, updating my blogs
As the rip roaring sound of the fire alarm
Punctuates the stillness
The peace shatters
Ruptured by the incessant screaming of the alarm
The creativity is shot,
Flowing thoughts interrupted
Had to get up and do what is warranted
I save my stuff
Turn off the computer
Grab my pants running upstairs
Hopping from one leg then the other
Quickly I locate my slippers
And …
Open the door to a beautiful downpour
Rain ...
In torrent it falls
I look around,
Scattering neighbours here and there
Looking around with an inquisitive ear
Might as well find something to do
Grabbing my umbrella
I take out the garbage and throw it down the shoot
Skipping the puddles I make it back to my door
I stick my head in
The alarm still roars
It is quieter outside than inside
The alarm’s right next to my bedroom door
I stand silently watching the rain
Watching some neighbours open their door and shut it close again
I want to do the same
But hold myself discipline
Too afraid to act complacent
What is a little annoyance?
At least I’ll live to complain about its nuisance
Disruptive though it may be
I must always get up and move,
Take its sound off seriously
To be anything less than prudent
Could very well mean the end of me
DSBS.Rhapsody©2009/2010/2011
Good day…Unfortunately, your tranquility was interrupted.Fortunately, all was well and you still wrote the episode eloquently.
ReplyDeleteIt got you out and you noticed your surroundings, a good thing.Hugs from Alaska
ReplyDeleteYou did the right thing because one day there will be real danger. You can never not take these things seriously because you never know.
ReplyDeleteI had a Saturday morning like this a few years ago when some little girl was "trying" to make breakfast and almost burn the building down. But before the alarms came on she let out the most blood curling scream I ever heard, then the alarm went off. Thank goodness in both of our situations it was not serious.
ReplyDeleteNice poem, just imagine the other people in peace and tranquility like yourself; only to find out it was their house on fire. I hope they all got out safely. Have a blessed day.
ReplyDeletePain load goes down a bit when summer roles around.But I don’t complain…It’s better than being a quadriplegic. Stay away from the pain pills too. A clear mind is a good thingy.It’s Thursday…So have a nice weekend and warm weather your way…
ReplyDeleteIt’s important to stay tranquil when alarm starts. You describe so well I can see you hoping from one leg to another … and than the rain … still calm … well done.
ReplyDeleteVivid and so real.
ReplyDeleteI love it, I love it! Very descriptive…seems like it happened to me too…just a few days ago. Only I’m too "up there in age" to do the hopping around from one leg to the other anymore. I "cautiously sit" on the edge of the bed and do one leg (slowly) at a time. I get charley horses, cricks, and crooks just thinking about hopping like that.
ReplyDeletewow talent! i enjoyed it :)
ReplyDeleteIt is nicely written.It happens to all of us but how many of us can describe so well as you have done.
ReplyDeleteu are a very good story teller. I love your play with words. which i can do that.
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@Nenyenwa, @KParthasarathi,@Tamunoibifiri Mobolaji-Kamson Thank you, sometimes it just flows effortlessly-those momemts i cherish.
ReplyDeleteI lived in a building where the fire alarm went of regularly and there never was a fire. Then I lived in another building where the alarm never went off and there was a a fire in the unit right below me. No alarm. It was the day before Christmas. If it wasn't for my neighbor across the hall banging on my door I don't know what would have happened. I was sound asleep.
ReplyDelete@BostonBoy Thank God for neighbours! See we all have a Guardian Angel
ReplyDeleteWell written. Very descriptive. It is good to always take the fire alarm serious even though there are times it goes off without reason.I enjoyed this
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