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April 17 — 3 prompts in one: adapt a form + incorporate music + lucky or unlucky as a theme = a contemporary poem all your own! The god of random shuffle makes the list he juxtaposes oddly through the mix auspiciously the songs may make me smile suspiciously the songs may be dismissed wearing a blue armoured coat and the blood in her veins, the wind in her lungs when the great apple falls, she'll be queen of your halls and I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away what I got is what you want from me I see all the universe as a comfortable bath cause everything you ever told me could have been a lie so let's keep the party polite the god of random shuffle has his moods that via music get beneath my snood into my very boots, under my hood his random soundtrack shapes my daily mood With thanks to the god of random shuffle who lives in my iPod Classic, which I still love & use daily; I am an older-fashioned type who does not do things like Spotify. Lyrics in the Cento taken from: Jimi Hendrix - Mr Bad Luck (This was a deliberate starting point & what follows is random, until the final line) Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Breathless Marc Bolan - Great Horse Mountain Goats - No Children The Muffs - Red Eyed Troll Kevin Ayers - Song from the Bottom of a Well Tame Impala - Expectation Frank Sinatra - Luck be a Lady (This is a cheat - I skipped forward on my iPod until I found a lucky song to end with!) |