The Cold Tap Sings

I’ve always enjoyed walking on pebbles for the sound. Here are a few lines from ‘Fathom’ which seek to describe it.

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My ears relish
the crisp, brittle,
splintery timbre
of pebble on pebble –

pocketful of marbles.

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“Pebble” just happens to be one of my favourite words. I don’t know why. Maybe because I’m a sucker for alliteration, especially when it comes to Ls (see above!). Read more from ‘Fathom’ here.