fans whine, wings beat
frogs croak, chairs creak
AC hums, wind blows
waves lap, buttons click
music plays, birds sing
crickets chirp, phones ring
doors slam, lambs bleat
leaves rustle, computers beep

A wilderness of our own design

This was one of my first pieces.  I rather dislike the disjoint sound to it, but I suppose free form poetry need not sound nice.  I came up with the idea while sitting in a cubicle (big surprise).  Perhaps I'll work another piece in the future along the same theme, but actually make it rhyme or something.