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In the still..

All cleaned up
Breakfasted
Showered,
My sometime landlady gone
with canisters of gas to distant friends,
the washing on,
the contact lenses done,

The silence between the piano notes
of Beethoven on the radio,
Allow the daylight in, and
with it, birdsong

The spot of you I scrubbed,
then regretted,
wanting it to still be there

In the stillness,
the breathless air,
A piano scale tumbles
down the stair

And a violin grows a tree in my heart.

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
A radio can be a luxury, in the midst of transition. And this week, they are playing Beethoven all week on classic FM. A picture of my morning..
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The silence between piano notes
of Beethoven from the radio
Allow the daylight in,
and with it, birdsong
In the stillness,
in breathless air.
A piano scale tumbles
down the stair.
A violin grows a tree in my heart.

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

Which Beethoven does to our fortunate ear. Heiden's best student, I shall trim.

Thanks as always Eumo.

Chris.

Chris Hall - Tasmania

Grossbooted draymen rolled barrels dullthudding out of Prince's stores and bumped them up on the brewery float. On the brewery float bumped dullthudding barrels rolled by grossbooted draymen out of Prince's stores.

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