Scenic Enchantment

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                      Thank you for the nice comment Jessi!  Yes...the idea with the photos is to give writers a place to start. As you saw, the Environmental Conscience photo conjured words into lyrics of a different context. To a writer, this may simply be vision memory. A reader can see it as metaphor. It's sort of a "universal connect" idea.

                       I chose today's photo because it shows beauty that includes density and depth. The flower is very bright, but there is also an interesting world behind it, beyond its color. Great writers learn not to fall in love with the first viewing of their work. True enchantment occurs during the rewrite. 

                         Enjoy!

Genre: Jazz Ballad

    

                     Born Yesterday

                                    

This story started long ago, and so far away

And I know a thing or two about love

Its kind of wily trap, Stardust on tap

Yes sir I was far from born yesterday

I knew one thing, what love could bring

Wouldn't put it past anyone at all

To 'bide their time with sweetness of rhyme

And wait, for final heartaches to fall

Yes I know a thing or two, a ring or two

Come from good stock still stand tall

Heard legends told, then die where they lay

Yes sir I was far from born yesterday

 

Genre: Rock

                Prevalent Comment

Once privvy now, its no longer my own

A little laughing matter's getting me stoned 

A babble of a laugher put me in the gray

Are they really asking for my job today?

Tell me what I did, tell me anyone

And what should I do, now that its done

Is it really bad, like in the first degree?

That's not what I meant, you got to believe

Prevalent comment, what can I say 

Dinky little deed that grew out of the fray 

Once a little ditty then up it went

It's big news now, a prevalent comment

Did those little words really hold the power?

When I said what I felt at a waning hour

They'll send me up I'm sure, can I ever be free?

Of my prevalent comment in the first degree

Genre: Jazz Ballad

                   Provocation

History in the making, is who we are

A story for the taking, come so far

A generous relation, sensualization

Devo elation, oh so naturally

Has anybody noticed this smile on my face?

Across many oceans, arrived without a trace

It occurs to me, here in your arms sublime

There's another smiling face smiling down at mine

Provocation, a sense of history

Avocation, sweet and lovely mystery

Beginnings, endings, bookends you and me

Provocating, history for the making

Soon to be love, my love, provocation