There’s a bright star,
high in the sky.
It’s 3am again,
and I’m driven to wake,
Like an owl I stay awake,
listening to cars,
So few in these days,
often in the past,
there would be footsteps,
Now there is silence,
deep in this city,
only the odd murmur of traffic.
The click and whir of central heating,
the maniacal hum of the fridge,
the oil heater thermostat kicking in.
too early for the dawn chorus.
The rest of the city sleeps, perhaps….
Of corn fields,
beaches and trees,
escape from imprisonment,
at 3am I shall sleep.
Having a chat with my hubby yesterday. I said we will be in a ‘bring out your dead’ situation soon. After having to repeat this three times I muttered ‘bring out your deaf’!
That’s one of the problems with hearing loss, it affects everyone, not just the person who has the problem. I know now when I have to repeat myself two or three times that I am going to get irritated. I don’t want to upset him, it’s just frustrating.
We were talking about steam engines earlier. He showed me a steam engine and tender. Underneath the caption said the tender was a ‘Hurst’. I asked why that was unusual and he said they must put coffins in it!?
I pointed out that must be the makers name as hearse is spelled HEARSE!
He saw the funny side and laughed.
Sound or noise seems to affect me more as I get older. Most people start to lose their hearing, but I can hear a wide range of pitches. I think it’s because I’ve always shied away from noisy situations. When I was younger I went to discos and things, but if the sound reverberated through my body, or I could feel it as a deep thud, I wouldn’t stay. Same with loud guitars and amplified music.
In the same way I’ve never used a Walkman or those earbud things although I have worn headphones occasionally. But only on low volumes. I know that sound concentrated in your ears can damage your hearing. I guess people like loud music and that younger people are already damaging their ears. Sometimes when we go to theatrical performances the background music is too loud, and now if I’m listening to the radio and they play music in the background it’s sometimes too loud and distracting. I even sat in another room when a band was playing yesterday, it makes me feel nervous and agitated if I get to close, how strange….
Give me peace and quiet. Or a gentle breeze stirring the leaves on the trees. The gentle melody of birds like Robins, Nightingales or Blackbirds. Not the growl of car exhausts pushed to breaking point, Jack hammers, and thudding sounds (I can’t call it music) from cars.
Boom boom boom thud thud thud, boom boom, thud…. Endless noise from over the road. After a couple of months of quiet the local pub seems to have decided they can go back to their old ways. There is also a storm raging outside so the sound is competing with rain lashing against the windows and howling through the gap round the kitchen window (it’s double glazed but the seal around the opening is not good).
Thud thud thud thud, like a heart beating too fast. Bass beat, what must it do to their bodies, their ears. Deafness in their thirties or forties? Boom boo boom boom boo boom….. Stop it…. Thud… Oh the dreams of revenge I’ve had… Hopefully this is a one off…. Grr… Really.. Grrrr.. Rrr
And yet, fireworks are going off outside. I feel so sorry for the stray cat living outside in our shed. I hope he’s tucked up out of the cold in the cat box we got him. We tried letting him into the house today because it’s so cold, but our cats objected strongly. They started yowling at him. And as they won’t let me take them to the vets to be inoculated I dare not let him stay inside.
It’s not good to have half an hour of loud fireworks. It’s even scaring the cats inside.
And yet in one country at least they have introduced silent fireworks. Surely we should do the same.
I want to sleep, I need to sleep. The noise is keeping me awake. I drift off into slumber, but wake because I can hear the noise outside, loud shouts and broken bits of arguments. Screams and music. But I nod off- +bibb ghn – typed on the screen without my knowledge.
Sleep tries to take hold and yawns crack my face. The screen on my phone darkens and I have to dart out a finger to keep it on. So tired…… Then car doors bang, two men shouting obscenities, a woman shouts and screams to be let in. Bright light in my living room burns through my eyelids… Awake again…
This is the finger positions fit the New world symphony that Im trying to learn. I can get the lower notes ( I still need to learn which notes are which). One thing with loud music being played outside is that no one can hear the notes I’ve been murdering in here!
I need to get my lips stronger to get a good embouchure. Practice is the only way to do it. At the moment the air escapes from the side of my mouth instead of going down the trumpet. Then there is the moisture from your breath. That’s why you have drainage holes to let it out.
Anyway maybe I will learn it well enough to play to people? We will see.