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It Beats in Perfect Time
WordPress Daily Prompt – Percussive Your soul is a percussive instrument, beating and vibrating, keeping time with the wants and needs bouncing through your mind. You’re projecting, sending pulsing signals out into the world with every move you make, vibrations in colored solar flares to tell every soul what you seek, what they can help…
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I Can’t Keep Count
I almost didn’t post this because I feel like I’m getting kind of achy breaky hearty in my writing lately. I had a moment of “I should be more … positive, upbeat, happy, candle-lit dinners and walk on the beachy … whatever” but then I thought “no, this is what came out, this is what it…
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Street of Dreams
WordPress Daily Prompt – Dubious I don’t know that I’ll ever understand Why I do this to myself. I know where this path leads, This dubious street filled with dreams. I walk it over and over, Shuffling through the shattered memories. They poke and they prod, Stirring the most sensitive parts of me. Yet I…
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I Got the Blues (Catfish Style Ones)
Oh, today’s theme is riff? Ask and you shall receive. For those that are curious this is Catfish Blues. Popularized by Muddy Waters under the name Rollin Stone (yes, like the band cuz that’s where they got the name). Robert Petway has the first known recording of it, let’s have his version as well, just…
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Sum of Our Moments
We travel these paths, burdened with purpose and prose, in hopes that we’ll not long travel alone. In your eyes I find a spirit, a soul, a beacon that flashes through the darkness of my night. A thousand words I know but not one that can express the way my soul reaches for yours. Are…
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Stupid Plane/Traffic in LA/Writer’s Block
There’s stuff in my head, But it’s trapped, Held together By an epic roadblock. Like the traffic in LA, Which I would know about, If I’d gotten on the stupid plane. Wouldn’t you know it, I love flying. I love staring out the window, Watching the world go by. I think flying over the Italian Alps…
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Passing Through
WordPress Daily Prompt – Ascend We’re all just passing through. Dropping our bodies at the door As we search for more. Show me your soul, Stand for me completely bare, It’s all that matters here. We’re all just passing through. Picking flowers on the shore As we wait for more. Give me your hand, Don’t…
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Millie’s Gone
WordPress Daily Prompt – Fraud Moira packed each picture away carefully. Eventually Levee Harolds family would want some things but boxes of wedding pictures featuring his soon to be missing widow? Those weren’t likely to be the best souvenirs of his life. There would be some story about sweet Moira Harolds spinning out of control…
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When Time Was Elastic
WordPress Daily Prompt – Elastic When time was elastic, Stretched between two points Like a rubber band straining To hold a twig from snapping in two, We jumped here and there. Moving choices, Changing voices, Then the band snapped; Trapping us in strange places Where skies are blue, Unless they’re grey, And memories of When…
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Kelley Farrell 