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Tick Tock - mag 146

©Shers Gallagher 2012
Rhythms of heartbeat --
living, breathing metronome.
I hear the music.
Hear it in the throbbing of things:
in the hum of the drone,
the whir of hummingbird wings
and sensuous sound of bees.
Feel the quixotic orb.
It’s danger, danger everywhere,
of which I am a part of,
you are a part of.
Touch without seeing.
Let us dance. 


  1. I like the reference to hummingbirds and bees. I usually think of a slower beat.

  2. there is music everywhere to dance to- we just need to listen

  3. quixotic orb... I find that intriguing...

  4. Feel the quixotic orb.--such a great line, among many in this piece!

  5. lovely....this swept over me like a sweet cool breeze....really nice.

  6. this is quite ooh la la ;)
    and I love the word quixotic

  7. Unusual, refreshing take on the prompt...

  8. Yes, let's ... well captured.

  9. I lve this, Shers:

    When all else fails...DANCE!

  10. I also find the buzz of bees sensuous... pretty write...

  11. There are so many natural metronome, thanks for the reminder

  12. I love that you went with the rhythm and wrote about music and dance. So harmoniously uplifting in the face of danger. Thank you for sharing, Ms. Gallagher.

  13. Keep dancing to the beat! Nice.


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