Welcome to Wordplay Thursday!
Today, we’re going to try something a little different for your writing prompt- something called “First Line Borrowing.”
Take the first line of a pre-existing song (one off the radio or an album) and see where it takes you! Write some lines, or just brainstorm song ideas that could go with that line.
Here’s a line from one of my un-cut songs to get you started. Feel free to use it to start off YOUR song, then go back and change the original line up a little bit. After all, other people will be using this one, too!
“Senior pictures on a screen, my friends at seventeen…”
I’d love to hear what you come up with, so please share in the comments. Oh, and please keep your posts below an R-rating. It’s a family show, after all!
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God Bless and Enjoy the Journey,
Brent
“She put him out, like the burning end of a midnight cigarette”
She stomped his butt, and ground him in the ground with no regret.
Graduation pictures lost, those forever friends at any cost
Forgotten faces from the past, relationships that didn’t last
Plans made to stay in touch, killed by years and fears and such
I find it hard to recall the names but memories remain within these frames…
replies from a retiree:
… wouldn’t know them if I saw them
… not my best years, I remember mostly tears
… Mary , turn off those slides … and get me my ibuprofen …please
-Senior pictures on a screen,
my friends at seventeen
like flashes in a hot pan of grease.
-Dangerous to ourselves for sure
We’d have burned town down if we’d gotten our turn. But we were too smothered by all the small time scene.
-Hot to hold, a reminder of the hurt
Shot down in flames before they occurred
Outta’ fuel we need, so better if we leave.
-From the pan into the fire, no takin it slow
In Big time cities, then dissipated in smoke. At least up high where we all could breathe.
-Falling ashes to ashes, make dust of us.
Now memories on screen, of the spark once was. Wild fires just livin’ out our dreams.
Is this the real life, is this just fantasy
all human knowledge, inside a 5-inch screen
plastic and binary
longer life, batteries
create or react
contribute or consume
innocent bystanders share different truth
that’s you in the tube, see your house from the moon
a song can be sung and a tongue can be tuned
VERY Sly!…..I’m putting tape on my camera now.-Lol. Awesome Joe!
haha, thanks!