Hark! The rhythm
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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The sun was nearly gone. So were the last of his passengers. That was what he thought. Driving the cab at snail-pace through city’s traffi...
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He went there. Daily. Unfailingly. His conversations, Candid, Intimate. And why not! He had Inspired That iron-man, ...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
Love "The clamour/Of/Remnants of the day." Lots of great vowel sounds and rhyme, wonderful rhythm.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Jennifer
DeleteSounds exactly like me when I try to meditate! Love they rhythm of this, Ruby!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm.
DeleteVery nice...the word "dithery" is perfect.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Meg.
DeleteNice write about meditating. Yeah, meditating is ignoring the external noise and paying attention to the noise within, or something like it. :-)
ReplyDeleteYeah something like it :)
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