The task today is to write a short prose or poetry piece that illustrates the importance of sound in the world around us.
Bang, crash, hold on!
Hold your end up!
Ugh…can’t, thud, ugh, puffing, puffed.
What’s wrong with you? This was all your idea!
I didn’t think it would be so heavy.
It’s a piano idiot. Heavy is its middle name.
Grab hold. Lift.
Grunt, puff, shove,
Crash, smash, tinkle,
Mum’s best vase? How are you gonna explain that?
It stepped in front of us?
For goodness sake. One two three lift!
Grind, scrap, splinter,
I’m losing it
No, we’re half way up the stairs!
Its toppling, sorry!
Thudding over it spits out an assortment of melodic notes
Lands with an almighty crash on the bottom floor,
Dust clouds up towards us
A single middle C is heard.
Our laboured breathing subsides
We are alive
And middle C is still singing.