Monday, October 14, 2013

My morning

I arrive early

The long lights have been closed all night.  Awakened into life at flick of finger and the tones return the favor. 

The initial "Plink" pulls the plug and
I'm washed in wistful wind.
Electric current curves with the copper and they lean in line to light up!

Random fluorescent bulb warm up
each flash with it own tonal quality...
And me
              without time or words to adequately capture the symphony!

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