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Music and writing I love., its the freedom to let your mind explore and create. In my writers blog (block) I post stories, song text, ideas, ramblings. 

 

SLIP then FALL  

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Slip and fall

I didn't hear you call out in vain 

For who was that name

 

What crosses the mind within that time

Of life the love the loss 

What could you do

This time who knew

Pride comes before a slip and fall

 

Mounds and sounds and bright coloured flowers

Orange red yellow green blue

You scribbled up well for a month old dead

The maggots still disguise that rosy hue

 

Laying down on the ground

Confound it what could be wrong 

You were feeling fine, loved and alive

But this dying takes it very own time 

 

The clock then phone

Wait, was that the door

Night time, day and day again again

Won't someone just come in

 

Laying flat down 

Feeling an unusual comfort now

Forgetting the sounds

The voices and footsteps low 

 

It was so strange at such an age

To end your days that way

What would they say "imagine dying that way"

Pride comes before a slip then fall 

 

 

 

 

 

Second started life as a 300 word flash fiction piece. The text in italics came from a vocal melody I had in my head and took over a month to add the lyric and guitar melody. 

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LIP then FALL  

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Slip and fall

I didn't hear you call out in vain 

For who was that name

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