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There's a treasure trove of facts about inventor Adolphe Sax and theories abound, why he was enamored by sound

for #OpenWrite

Here, the morning wind sings to us a steady song; the leaves sing along

for Algot

I came across the headline in the Daily Current, a flurry of bad news about administrative abuse

The spokeswoman waved away questions, though the reporters did try — she said, it's nothing – it's both sides

as if a puddle's an ocean and we're always drowning in water

for #OpenWrite

A Sonnet For Charlie Parker

A Bird of free range flying through the night wrapped in chords of compositional scratches and tangled like roses, thorns as sharp as flight; yet within noise, the melody flashes

I am an earbud audience, in awe of the way the sound moves in near motion so that when I close my eyes — not a flaw - only quick winds and waves on the ocean

Yet he remains a complicated man, a puzzle of complexity, a wire who could channel beauty on the bandstand while nearly losing himself to the fire

Some music that's played becomes a life, lost, and listeners often forget the cost

for #OpenWrite https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4z24dqEZ9c

Remember: the way forward always twists and turns yet never returns to the same place, twice

Keep your feet moving and follow the thin thread that keeps you sane: You're not alone

There's love for you, always, in this home

for #ds106

Twisted fingers stretch inside the white metal frame, turning nuts and screws and parts with odd, exotic names and then the moment of success, as the part clicks into place: a jump and shout of “yes”! - such joy on the mechanic's face

for Blake

Each ADVENTURE like this starts COLD, like stars dangling on metal wires in a PLANETARIUM, fixed before motion, and UNDISTURBED, until the moment a curious hand sets the story forward, CROSSING-THE-RIVER in a raft of WONDERFUL imagination; Where the ROADS lead, no one knows, but pull the THREAD, anyway — the unknown awaits

for #ds106

These yellowish days of overcast skies bring news of fires, afar

An overcast sky sings of rainstorms and thunder; we're under shelter

A winding pathway through a lush flower pasture; Butterflies galore!