Where Did That Noise Come From?

Written for:  The Twiglets – “nervous noises”

As a dull ache remains
in our bodies, pain piping up
now and again, so a low-pitched,
beep, beep, beep sound is present
on and off. We check outside–nothing.
We think it has stopped. Then,
beep-beep-beep. We check smoke
detectors, refrigerator, oven–nothing.
We think it has stopped. Then,
beep-beep-beep. Finally we find
the culprit, Nervous Nellie, our
dishwasher, has decided the cycle
is not done. We calm her down;
explain that all dishes have
already been put away. She can rest


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to Where Did That Noise Come From?

  1. Misky says:

    Mechanical objects just shouldn’t be allowed to think on their own!

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  2. julespaige says:

    Our dishwasher beeps when done, first two beeps, about 20-30 seconds later and then another two beeps. About another brief interlude and then a final triple.
    I just hope mind chooses not to malfunction in the middle of the night 🙂

    (…and yes writing helps. But the people who need to read the verses would rather not…All we can do is say …their loss).


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