the sound thread... add your own sound - ZEFRANK.COM

β cyg · 01-07-2008, 04:16 PM

wind

something i almost recall
some hunting bird
skimming low over the road
and vanishing

trisherina · 01-08-2008, 02:05 AM

sleep

Ah, sleep.
The whir,
the beep.
The purr, the creep,

Asleep.
The deep,
a sweep,
the beep.

lukkucairi · 01-08-2008, 07:27 AM

the forest fire creeping toward me.

zero · 01-08-2008, 10:33 AM

quiet

in the quiet of early dawn
the wild raspberries you gathered from the light
crumple and fold in the basement, crumple and fold
to sweet solent, perfect
gravity.

Stephi_B · 01-08-2008, 10:58 AM

^ that's beautiful, Mr Zerö

keyboard

somniferous clack clack clack clack clack
tripping clackaclackaclack
energetic CLACK
slow c l a c k c l a c k c l a c k
staccato clack clack clack

Superweevil · 01-08-2008, 01:41 PM

Morning

Hummingbirds and
honeysuckles,
beetles breeze by
small feet running
on dawn-gleaming dew.

brightpearl · 01-09-2008, 01:14 PM

the slight rustle of clothes and pop of the wrist at 7:30

β cyg · 01-09-2008, 03:44 PM

clock

tick
setting her homework aside
she stops to listen
alone in herself and thinking in the lull
of all her future lives: newlywed; old
or travelling on somewhere
to a fresh beginning
tock

Angry Kid Hoyt · 01-09-2008, 04:21 PM

onomatopoeia

zero · 01-10-2008, 03:49 PM

,

night : i'm 11 : a short wave radio is hidden under my pillow

static. faint voices. seven slow, monotonous tones. a pause. suddenly, you hear music—one of those children's wind-up songs played by an ice cream van. the melody repeats three times. a pause. suddenly, you hear a female voice counting off the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 0 in german. a pause. she repeats the numbers. a pause. the toy melody returns.....

Angry Kid Hoyt · 01-10-2008, 04:14 PM

lukkucairi · 01-12-2008, 02:15 PM

the quintessential victorianness of the ophicleide

GodlessPinko · 01-12-2008, 06:24 PM

de kerschrunk kempftuflet kremptschlittingly recknovum.

it did i tell you.

Brynn · 01-17-2008, 07:28 PM

black ice in a white-out.

The passengers in the car inhale sharply together, as if for the last time.
The soft swish of slush, a 360 spin into oncoming traffic.
Hearts thud in slow motion.
The driver murmurs "wheeeeeee."

zero · 01-18-2008, 01:33 PM

birdsong

mingling with rain
echoes in the sky behind our eyes
lost in speech and silence, blackbird
darker than windfalls
soft as the dimming of embers.

01-07-2008, 04:16 PM	#1
β cyg Registered User Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: ªlbire° Posts: 249	the sound thread... add your own sound wind something i almost recall some hunting bird skimming low over the road and vanishing

01-08-2008, 02:05 AM	#2
trisherina meretricious dilettante Join Date: Jan 2003 Posts: 11,068	sleep Ah, sleep. The whir, the beep. The purr, the creep, Asleep. The deep, a sweep, the beep. __________________ Because how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -- Annie Dillard

01-10-2008, 03:49 PM	#10
zero ª ★ ª Join Date: May 2004 Location: lª m°°n Posts: 13,853	, night : i'm 11 : a short wave radio is hidden under my pillow static. faint voices. seven slow, monotonous tones. a pause. suddenly, you hear music—one of those children's wind-up songs played by an ice cream van. the melody repeats three times. a pause. suddenly, you hear a female voice counting off the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 0 in german. a pause. she repeats the numbers. a pause. the toy melody returns.....

01-10-2008, 04:14 PM	#11
Angry Kid Hoyt How long was I asleep? Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: In a bright yellow house next to the cemetery Posts: 594	♫

01-17-2008, 07:28 PM	#14
Brynn constantly amazed Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: in the labyrinth of shared happiness Posts: 6,206	black ice in a white-out. The passengers in the car inhale sharply together, as if for the last time. The soft swish of slush, a 360 spin into oncoming traffic. Hearts thud in slow motion. The driver murmurs "wheeeeeee." __________________ 1. While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles. 2. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. 3. Your foot will change direction.

01-08-2008, 07:27 AM	#3
lukkucairi earth worker Join Date: May 2006 Location: on the planet Posts: 5,847	the forest fire creeping toward me.

01-08-2008, 10:33 AM	#4
zero ª ★ ª Join Date: May 2004 Location: lª m°°n Posts: 13,853	quiet in the quiet of early dawn the wild raspberries you gathered from the light crumple and fold in the basement, crumple and fold to sweet solent, perfect gravity.

01-08-2008, 10:58 AM	#5
Stephi_B waaaaaaa :) Join Date: May 2007 Location: Berlin Posts: 3,875	^ that's beautiful, Mr Zerö keyboard somniferous clack clack clack clack clack tripping clackaclackaclack energetic CLACK slow c l a c k c l a c k c l a c k staccato clack clack clack

01-08-2008, 01:41 PM	#6
Superweevil Registered User Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Athens, GA Posts: 21	Morning Hummingbirds and honeysuckles, beetles breeze by small feet running on dawn-gleaming dew.

01-09-2008, 01:14 PM	#7
brightpearl Rhinoceros fan Join Date: Mar 2007 Posts: 8,749	the slight rustle of clothes and pop of the wrist at 7:30

01-09-2008, 03:44 PM	#8
β cyg Registered User Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: ªlbire° Posts: 249	clock tick setting her homework aside she stops to listen alone in herself and thinking in the lull of all her future lives: newlywed; old or travelling on somewhere to a fresh beginning tock

01-09-2008, 04:21 PM	#9
Angry Kid Hoyt How long was I asleep? Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: In a bright yellow house next to the cemetery Posts: 594	onomatopoeia

01-12-2008, 02:15 PM	#12
lukkucairi earth worker Join Date: May 2006 Location: on the planet Posts: 5,847	the quintessential victorianness of the ophicleide

01-12-2008, 06:24 PM	#13
GodlessPinko Registered User Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Sydney Posts: 12	de kerschrunk kempftuflet kremptschlittingly recknovum. it did i tell you.

01-18-2008, 01:33 PM	#15
zero ª ★ ª Join Date: May 2004 Location: lª m°°n Posts: 13,853	birdsong mingling with rain echoes in the sky behind our eyes lost in speech and silence, blackbird darker than windfalls soft as the dimming of embers.

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