Chick Corea's fingers fly in the electronic keys of approaching bellwether
I'm spinning discs again, listening alone, in order to Return To Forever
for #mastoprompt
A place to gather words before they get lost.
Chick Corea's fingers fly in the electronic keys of approaching bellwether
I'm spinning discs again, listening alone, in order to Return To Forever
for #mastoprompt
Someone unwound me like a clock ticking backwards to morning's sunrise
for Algot
They arrived by night - stealth soldiers coming in through cracks in the seam - and stayed by day;
Try as we might, the infiltration of ants never went away
for #mastoprompt
Imagine colors, a kaleidoscope of chaos, a creative idea, off-kilter, gone wild
for #mastoprompt
Is it carving if it's temporary, if the letters of love are set in sand and not stone, if they are gone before the hour is up?
for #mastoprompt
Feast on these - a banquet of ideas — a nibble's worth of words
for #mastoprompt
By morning, the light makes you, silhouette -
but not quite yet -
for now, my mind races over shadows
for #mastoprompt
The sky cracks open, a doorway splitting the day on soft beams of light
for Algot