dogtrax

An idea in bloom, begins as a seed, and then transforms into song

Sound waves, in harmony, accent a melody, a noise, note, tone with a complex vibration and voice, amid the din, the pitch modulates in resonance and sonancy

a thesaurus poem, with “sound” as key word for #ds106 Daily Create

Something beneath white remains to be seen, between sleep and waking green

A forgotten shell, sits perfect in my pocket, abandoned by waves

Calculate the wind by way of the willows' dance, a movement in sync

Temperature drop! A mad swing of warmth to cold snaps us back to March

for Algot

Peepers still asleep hidden in the bogs and ponds; a froggy slumber

How patient we are to wait, to wonder, to hope: the first buds of Spring

Covered feet plow through the remains of a winter too stubborn to leave

Dirty politics; the ones slinging mud like words want us all in muck