Fathom Taste !
by Saloni Kaul

Impulsive babbling bursts forth pleasant in sound

As water without so much as second thought has its say;

Compulsive blabbering soon raises hedges round,

The listener walled in, helpless as keen-to-escape prey.

Celebratory in tone and how it thrills, each feat,

The clash of cymbals, whipping up drums at bandstand,

But try your hand at it without order, rhythm and beat

And see where with your ludicrous attempts you land!

There’s something in the order and rhythms of nature

That thundering loud rhythmic rain the senses accept,

In man’s hands pale repeats become a caricature.

We throw up our hands at each loud garish precept.

While moderation’s easy to explain, it’s questions of taste,

Do get to the bottom of it or life’s a waste.

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Saloni Kaul, author and poet, was first published at the age of ten and has been in print since. As critic and columnist Saloni has enjoyed forty years of being published. Saloni Kaul's first volume, a fifty poem collection was published in the USA in 2009. Subsequent volumes include Universal One and Essentials All.