Bird on the Wire

Is that treble clef or bass clef?

It was one of those days in October, when the sky around Albuquerque is filled with balloons and you spend your entire morning looking up. I walked along one of the places where there are dozens of power lines overhead and saw what looked like birds on the wires above me. Or music notes on a bass clef. Sky voyagers all.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

One thought on “Bird on the Wire”

  1. Like a bird on a wire, I sat and stared as life moved forward. I watched the children play, cars passing by, and the sun starting to fade. By observng the world I came to the concusion that while we shape society, society also shapes us. Its like a cycle that it thought to never have an end or beginning. But it keeps moving…on and on.

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