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The Eclectic Pen - FUTILITY AND PEACE

By: Victoria B.   + 2 more  
Date Submitted: 2/26/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 193
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FUTILITY and PEACE By Victoria Booth Glasses lying on the bed – useless – reading nothing. A red dog looking somewhat sad in his slumber - His person is again too busy to play. Music from Madame Butterfly mists the room with a delicate fragrance, Not loud enough to disturb – the music – soothing as background sound, unlike the voices heard through the partially opened window, Pandemonium in the night – the slamming of car doors, horns blaring, drunks roaring She doesn’t allow the clamor outside the window to violate the sanctity she seeks. No, she waits for dawn, when the city has at last surrendered to sleep before she puts on her favorite: DeBussy’s Clair de Lune, the notes falling softly around the room, like snowflakes, stroking her senses, quieting her soul. Still contemplating in the night’s now silent tranquillity, she lies across the bed staring at a mound of books beseeching her to pick them up, to read – to study. The red dog is snoring, the black and white cat napping, lying slightly askew among the papers and books scattered haphazardly on the bed. She is weary, and wants to join them, the cat and the red dog. COPYRIGHT 1994

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