Cuddling underneath his fleece blankie he smiled
Outside the wind is shaking the windows wanting in
Sound of the crackling flames in the fireplace lull him almost to sleep
Yawning he shut off the TV. He wanted to live in that moment forever.
Sound out as melodious as a bluebird
If not, caw forth like a blue jay
No one will notice if the radio is loud enough
Going down the road on your journey
Outside, the darkness was pierced by the full moon
Making the fallen leaves look hauntingly surreal
It was then we she heard the sound of something approaching
Nearer it got, the faster it seemed to be moving, the louder it became, the harder her heart beat
Old primal fears rose from the depths of her hindbrain. She began to flee the sound
Undulating ground eventually caught her foot causing her to sprawl to the ground
Still, the sounds were getting closer, faster, louder.
Making passionate love to my soul
Under the vibrating cones of the massive speakers
Sound crashing out in waves and washing over me
It transports me to a place of tranquility
Carrying the problems of the world away for a small bit of time
Anxiously, she slowly opened the valve
Nicki held her breath as the cell began to fill
Xenon gas soon displaced the oxygen
It supposedly made the experiment safe
Everything in her soul screamed that something was wrong
That’s when she heard a tink sound
Yelling she threw herself to the floor, but nothing happened
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Crunching greasy fried chicken
Reveling in the horribleness of it all
It was like the sound was a delectable spice
Satisfying something deep and primal
Pushing mere sustenance into something heaven sent
Yet also devil spawn for the grease stains on my shirt
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Building a way across the political divide takes hard work
Republicans and Democrats listening to each other
Informed compromise forged in the fires of healthy debate
Determined to leave something solid and structurally sound
Giving everyone a path into the future
Especially those being left at the side of the road
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Too much guitar can ruin anyone’s day
Heather put it down and looked at the mixer
Everything she had poured her soul into was in there
Being meticulous she began mixing the tracks
Loving living in the minutia of the sound
Understating the rifts, but keeping the sad story moving
Everything was just about perfect
She cried when the mixer hit a sour note and lost everything
SkEtChEs of my daily life through tiny words, artworks, quotes and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
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