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Warning - Onomatopoeia Discussion

Warning

A high pitched, steady, beep - beep - beep
and the guttural growl of a grinding engine
greeted my morning garden stroll.

My view of the road blocked by
flowering potato vines,
I couldn't see the monster
as it inched down our country road.
I don't know what or why
it chose to invade the post-dawn peace
but gratefully, the tocsin sounds soon faded
and only the welcoming tweets
of small birds graced my space once more.
                   ~~ Judi Van Gorder


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A morning poem