Rocks jut out and her legs are dangling over air as she sits there on the cliffside, nearly alone, watching the waves of the bay, with Otis singing on the stage inside her head

for #mastoprompt

Don't mind me - I'm just trying to find the corner of these woods, the angled location where the roots connect and I expect its location remains secret for a reason, one I won't be obliged to share here

for #mastoprompt

What could go wrong?

Sing your heart

Sing your soul

Sing your spontaneous song

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I am a poet of little precision

Lazy, maybe, or languorous, one might say -

I write words in a burst, then wander away

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It's enough to believe in the beauty of his eighty eight keys

but Keith Jarrett's guttural humming - talking – singing to himself keeps me coming back to jazz

His piano playing contains gentle attacks then some unexpected silence that fill in the gaps

for #mastoprompt https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCSQbxzJyoU

Their adopted habitat becomes their hallways and classrooms, lockers and lunchrooms, playgrounds and fields

Wandering in search of connection and friendship, ideas and mischief, and always, permission to be who it is they are becoming -

Invasive species, they are, but always welcomed as curiosities from the start, taking seed like vines inside the labyrinths of our hearts,

only to arrive at the day when they become un/uprooted from the grounds on which they have covered, and then gone, disappeared -

Approaching summer seems, then, like fallow fields, but soon enough, another crop of adolescent interlopers suddenly, like clockwork, reappears

for #mastoprompt and the end of the school year (nearly here)

Seeds of stories and poems,

scattered like confetti along the edges of a map -

the fertile place where ideas take root, then flourish

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Flowers of the valley blooming in abundance

a soft light set against an otherwise stark landscape of hard angles

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Exceed expectations -

fueled in part by the anticipation of surprise in the eyes of detractors

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Banging out beats on the heads of his drums

My world had music, from the time I was young

'cause my father was a drummer, a rhythmic machine

a paternal pattern maker who encouraged us to dream

for #mastoprompt