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2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 21

We’re three weeks into this challenge! Today’s prompt comes from Bruce Niedt.

Here’s Bruce’s prompt: Take a random list of five song titles – the source could be a shuffled MP3 playlist, a CD, the next five songs on your favorite radio station, etc.  Use as many of these titles as you can in a poem.

Robert’s attempt at a Song Title Poem:

“Whatever you want”

Tell me: What’s on your mind? Because
I’ve been curious ever since you set my heart
ablaze–as if I was born to die–what you expect
from me. Liar, liar, man on fire, I’m just a lover
for your lies, especially when you invite me
to the carnival of your mind: You! Me! Dancing!

[Playlist: "Tell Me (What's on Your Mind)," by Allah-Las; "Man on Fire," by Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeroes; "You! Me! Dancing!," by Los Campesinos!; "Carnival," by Shovels & Rope; and "Born to Die," by Lana Del Rey.]


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117 thoughts on “2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 21

  1. GeddyRee

    I just finished a poem that goes along these lines, but includes the titles of every song by my favorite band, Rush. I’m new to this, so any constructive criticism would be much appreciated…

    Dedicated to Neil Peart. Who has been my greatest inspiration.

    On a mission to find everyday glory, we cling to our beliefs.
    To protect our open secrets, we keep them under lock and key.
    Donning war paint, armor and sword; we defend our territories.
    False bravado is second nature; part of our chemistry.

    We expect something for nothing, neurotica to the extreme.
    Never daring to explore beyond our middletown dreams.
    The marathon has to stop at night, no available light to see.
    Yet as Didacts And Narpets, we hold on to this virtuality.

    Malignant Narcissism spreads like chain lightning.
    Half the world has the disease.
    We hide inside our subdivisions
    until high water makes us flee.

    Stuck in limbo in the twilight zone,
    we stare at the big wheel.
    Not knowing if we’re losing it,
    or if what we see is real.

    The Manhattan project bore a weapon
    like a mothers only son.
    The superconductor oblivious,
    to the damage he has done.

    We follow the big money
    reaching in hand over fist.
    The presentation of a Bacchus Plateau;
    too tempting to resist.

    I want to go the way the wind blows,
    watch the stars look down on me.
    If there’s a ghost of a chance I’ll take it,
    at the risk of heresy.

    I’m going on a headlong flight
    gonna fly by night.
    Will I roll the bones?
    You bet your life!

    Gonna stick it out.
    Cut to the chase.
    Regardless of the circumstances,
    I’m gonna wear my bravest face.

    I’m not getting any younger and I think I’m going bald.
    So like a modern day Tom Sawyer, it’s time to hit the road.

    I’m finding my way,
    doing the best I can.
    Making memories,
    gonna take a friend.
    I’m shedding my red lenses
    Now the future I can see.
    I’m going to meet my Hero’s when I get to YYZ

    I’m here again, and I need some love,
    won’t you be part of my epilogue
    We’ll gain some scars, and shed some tears.
    countdown our lives in dog years.
    Don’t ignore the vital signs, because entre nous,
    what you’re doing, I want to do with you.
    We can dance to the mystic rhythms of Der Trommler, paint the world the color of right.
    Play games with time and motion and bathe in the limelight.

    I’m gonna write you an Anthem, a madrigal, an answer to Broon’s Bane…
    I’ll call on the spirt of radio, to take away your pain.
    We’ll share a sweet miracle; panacea, one little victory.
    We’ll keep working them angels overtime, until the next discovery.

    We can travel at the speed of love, and yet make time stand still.
    Say a farewell to kings and follow different strings because we’re driven by freewill.

    Share good news first, and leave the rest beneath, between and behind.
    Live life outside the camera eye, forget their grand designs.

    There’s no need to handle with kid gloves you’re not between the wheels.
    So carve away the stone. You ain’t got to be nobody’s hero.

    Ceiling unlimited; now’s the time to start
    to build a peaceable kingdom, closer to the heart.

    You may call me faithless, because I hold on to my sins.
    But that’s how it is that I defy; the enemy within.

    Face up on an alien shore I watched red tide hide between sun and moon.
    Saw a ghost rider chasing a vapor trail just because he was In the mood.

    I felt the rays from Cygnus X-1 and drank from the fountain of lamneth
    I watched the necromancer cast his spell and felt the halo effect.

    I marveled at the natural science around me, the sea, the sky, the trees.
    Emotion detector on overdrive. I could feel the whole worlds needs.

    The spindrift slapped me in the face, letting me know who was the prime mover
    and presto, I knew then that I had to choose between before and after.

    O’ Baterista You’ve inspired me to come out of the dark.
    To leave la villa strangiato and take a stroll through Lakeside park.
    To spend time in the garden and fill the larger bowl.
    To take the pass to Xanadu and seek the seven cities of gold.
    To find a passage to Bangkok and reach the summit of Tai’ Shan.
    To teach my son the Analog Kid about the Digital Man.
    To ask the question (where’s my thing?) To hope, to animate.
    To tell my foes I wish them well and then to turn the page.

    Clockwork Angels watch the working man, the wreckers and the anarchist.
    While the new world man and carnies; address the main monkey business.
    This is an overture, a nocturne, and my soliloquy.
    A far cry from the things that I was brought up to believe.

    Like the anagram for “addicts and parents” in this prose,
    You can jump upon the caravan, or leave that thing alone.

    Earthshine; An afterimage of life’s lessons; a cold fire that can burn and freeze.
    A secret touch, like a distant early warning, from an Oracle: The Dream.

    I’m a Cinderella Man from Rivendell born on Bastille Day
    In the Temples of Syrinx room 2112 / Red Sector A.

    The body electric; out of the cradle, running at force ten
    I’ll keep following this dreamline, until I’m home again.
    With By-Tor and the Snow dog, my red barchetta, and my friends,
    where we can be together, for Armageddon, in the end.
    I’ll stand beside the totem, where I met Dionysus,
    and watch the grand finale; with no regrets.
    I’ll send one last test for echo; screaming “please now, show, don’t tell”
    Then I’ll follow Jacob’s ladder up to heaven? down to hell?
    The witch hunt will be over, double agent’s exposed, and we’ll find out once and for all who was right with what they know.

    Compiled by Mark Nissenbaum. Completed Jan. 5, 2013.

  2. JRSimmang

    I took a train to the nearest city,
    Abolition of Man.
    It was an island in the middle of the city
    and everyone knew it.
    They called me a Quitter,
    so I wanted to prove them wrong.
    Soon in, I found the faintest of Platform Blues,
    it’s that little inkling of a notion that
    the absolution you seek will not be where you are.
    The last time was 17 Years ago.
    Since then, I hadn’t looked back.
    But, here I am, a long time down the way,
    and I am Barely Breathing.

    Thrice- “The Abolition of Man”; Toadies- “Quitter”; Pavement- “Platform Blues”; Ratatat- “17 Years”; Duncan Shiek- “Barely Breathing”

  3. Mike Bayles

    Walk Along

    “Who wants to be lonely,”
    I say while winds blow.
    I walk the streets of love alone,
    alone too long.
    Here I go again
    when reflections dim,
    and solitude becomes loneliness.
    When shadows grow long,
    I recall someone’s kind words,
    “I’m crazy on you,”
    someone so kind,
    I let go
    a long time ago.

    Songs- Crazy On You-Heart; Here I Go Again-Whitesnake;
    Who Wants To Be Lonely-Kiss; Streets Of Love-The Rolling Stones.

  4. Karen H. Phillips

    Day 21
    Mix prompt: 5 random song titles
    Ha, used 6!

    We Can Work It Out

    Eleanor Rigby, baby, I’m amazed.
    Blackbird doesn’t fly away as quick & skittish as you do.
    Paperback writer doesn’t crank out novels as slowly as you forgive.
    Don’t buy a ticket to ride.
    Come stay by my side.

  5. RJ Clarken

    I Wanna Be a Billionaire

    If I had a million dollars
    I’d get help from finance scholars
    to learn to make more out of air
    so I could be a Billionaire.

    I’m a daydream believer? Cool!
    Who knew that twisting by the pool
    with economics might prepare
    me to become a Billionaire.

    It’s not a bad romance, you know,
    ‘cause cash is Le Jazz Hot, and so
    come on Eileen – I do forswear
    I shall become a Billionaire.

    I’m breathless dreaming of ka-ching!
    because the night can bring on bling.
    I’m not just livin’ on a prayer?
    I wanna be a Billionaire.


    1.) If I Had $1,000,000 (Bare Naked Ladies); 2.) Help! (The Beatles); 3.) Billionaire (Glee cast/Travie McCoy and Bruno Mars); 4.) Daydream Believer (The Monkees); 5.) Twisting by the Pool (Dire Straits); 6.) Bad Romance (Lady Gaga); 7.) Le Jazz Hot (Julia Andrews, Victor/Victoria); 8.) Come On, Eileen (Dexy’s Midnight Runners); 9.) Breathless (The Corrs); 10.) Because the Night (Patti Smith); 11.) Livin’ on a Prayer (Bon Jovi)

  6. bluerabbit47

    (I was shopping yesterday, so this is late.)

    Inner Voices

    be Thou my vision,
    let me see without question.
    Will the circle be unbroken?
    I am a lonely pilgrim astride
    a horse with no name.
    The sleeper has awakened.
    I cannot return.

    Inner Voices (R. Carlos Nakai)
    Be Thou My Vision (Irish hymn)
    Will the Circle Be Unbroken (hymn by Ada Ruth Habershon)
    A Horse with No Name (America, written by Dewey Bunnell)
    The Sleeper Has Awakened (Gayatri Mantra)

  7. Glory

    SONGS –

    Old Man River
    I Did it My Way
    Moonlight Becomes You
    You Keep Coming Back Like a Song

    There Goes that Song Again

    how they come and go
    like that old man river’s
    ebb and flow.

    by moonlight I hear its song
    I did it my way
    as it marches on

    becomes you, did you know
    how deep my love
    for you did grow

    kisses, a love so strong
    you keep coming back
    like a song.

  8. Yolee

    Got carried away….

    Home: Michael Buble & Phil Phillips
    I Can Only Imagine: Mercy Me
    Both Sides Now & River: Joni Mitchell
    Gravity: Sara Bareilles
    Cat’s in the Cradle: Harry Chapin
    The Dance: Garth Brooks
    Dust in the Wind: Kansas
    Hands: Jewel
    Greatest Love of All: Whitney Houston
    I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing & Dream On: Aerosmith
    If: Bread
    Let it Be: Beatles
    Hallelujah Leonard Cohen
    Sometimes when We Touch Dan hill
    (Vincent) Starry Starry Night: Don McLean
    Morning has Broken: Cat Stevens

    Let It Be

    Morning has broken
    from both sides now.
    The starry starry night
    has been captured on the canvas
    where I dream on.

    I can only imagine
    if the cat’s in the cradle
    you, shirtless and in flannel
    pants giving thanks to the
    greatest love of all.

    I want us to gather pieces
    of our being in acts of remembering
    that sometimes when we touch,
    hearts and hands affirm achingly:
    I don’t want to miss a thing.

    I will skate home to our river
    where what isn’t held by gravity,
    like the dance of baring
    hallelujahs, whispers
    through dust in the wind.

  9. pmwanken

    It took a while to find time to give to this prompt…in order to stick with my theme of “shadormas” this month…

    (a shadorma)

    I wanted
    a woman like you.
    I feel like
    a rockstar,
    with you. I’m thankful that the
    goodbyes made you mine.


    “For You” – Keith Urban
    “Wanted” – Hunter Hayes
    “A Woman Like You” – Lee Brice
    “Feel Like A Rock Star” – Kenny Chesney & Tim McGraw
    “Goodbyes Made You Mine” – JT Hodges

  10. Tracy Davidson

    Short and sweet

    The phone rings…
    “What’s up?”
    “I am the walrus!”
    …I hang up.

    Hello – Lionel Richie
    Yes – Merry Clayton
    Help – The Beatles
    What’s Up – 4 Non Blondes
    I Am The Walrus – The Beatles

  11. zevd2001

    I cover the waterfront all day, all night, I see
    who comes and goes there, spending all their time
    in sleazy dives that span its length, the slime
    that walks in to congregate there. It’s not me
    yet something tells me humanity can be found
    here, too, among the hopeless wanderers that
    crawl from pub to pub to seek out what
    they lack. So they come to meet me around

    midnight, Mary and make sure nobody knows
    about the things we do. They give me all
    their loneliness. I take it in reinstall
    their self confidence leaving them happier, so it goes
    night after night returning to sleep it off
    remind myself of what I am, who it is
    that is responsible for why everything fizzles
    away, waiting for the day to strut my stuff

    out forever from this dreary Heartbreak Hotel,
    no longer wallowing on the wharf, like crates
    strewn on the boats, shipped, accept their fates.
    I want to be somewhere, in a place I can tell
    belongs to me, with the man I love he’ll be big
    and strong who’ll take me out in his canoe
    who’ll call me, and I’ll answer too
    by still waters reflect. I stretch my legs,

    gaze on a paper moon sailing in a cardboard sky,
    not make believe because you believe in me,
    get married in the chapel, clear and free
    so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful my
    love in a mountain greenery where the beans
    taste better than in a beanery, where the means
    justify the ends, just you and I.

    Zev Davis

  12. julie e.

    Wow. So this is what happens when you’re busy procrastinating having not baked the pies or done any of the prep for Thanksgiving and instead you are really really tired and writing random poetry. Decided to do another poem using my first playlist from Ross Dress For Less.


    I keep holding on,
    hopin’ you’ll come back to me
    cuz ba-ay-by
    while you’re gone
    I can’t eat or sleep
    I can’t go on,
    I’m weak cuz I’m
    bleeding emotion
    and my every teardrop
    is a waterfall of devotion….
    Damn your uncertainty,
    you gotta put me out
    of my misery,
    hurry up and choose—
    baby is it her or me?
    Come back to me!

    (add another dozen “baby”s and shake.)

    playlist: all over now–eric hutchinson
    every teardrop is a waterfall–coldplay
    keep holding on–avril lavigne
    misery–maroon 5
    hurry up and choose–mozella

  13. julie e.

    LIFE: DAY 1.

    The day that I met you,
    for the first time
    I understood what
    the noise was about.
    The day that I met you,
    for the first time
    I dared to say
    “I am yours.”
    Always I shielded
    the essence of me,
    I finally trusted
    and found I could reach
    a hesitant start and move
    toward beginning
    to let go my heart,
    to say thanks,
    to be yours,
    the day I met you
    for the first time.

    this playlist is a shuffle from the music on my iphone.
    I am yours—the afters
    to say thanks—nichole nordeman
    reach—peter furler
    for the first time—the afters
    move—mercy me

  14. Domino

    Traveling With the Beatles

    In my life
    The Beatles
    have been a part of me.

    From my earliest memories,
    Paul, John, George and Ringo
    have sung to me of places
    and things
    I never would have dreamed
    or imagined
    without them.

    Before I even knew what country
    I lived in, I sang along to Penny Lane,
    wondering if there were pennies
    there, and that’s why
    it was named that.

    Strawberry Fields, must be
    just like the fields and yard
    I played in, only with more

    I’ve been Across the Universe,
    Back in the U.S.S.R., and
    even in an Octopus’s Garden,
    (probably in my Yellow Submarine)
    all due to the
    put to music
    that they played,
    a soundtrack to my

    And what a
    Long and Winding Road
    it has been.

    Thank you, fellas.

  15. julie e.

    Well, i decided that to get 5 absolutely random songs i would take one for the team (my team) and go shopping at Ross to Shazam their playlist. Not sure that was the best use of my time on the day before i’m cooking a big part of a meal for 12….but i had fun.


    They say “life is a beach”
    and “life is a highway”
    and “life is a bitch”
    but my life’s a byway
    traveled too little,
    insignificant, small
    but my every teardrop
    is a waterfall.
    I make too much of misery
    not enough of the other
    if it was all over now
    who’d even bother
    remembering the day
    my souI left this earth,
    turned my body to ash,
    and ponder my worth?
    If I keep holding on
    can I learn how to dance
    can I learn how to live
    maybe give love a chance?
    with the years I have left
    will I open my eyes
    to maybe see beauty,
    to maybe be wise?
    there’s still time to learn
    all of life’s many hues
    I must quit wasting time,
    hurry up

    playlist: all over now–eric hutchinson
    every teardrop is a waterfall–coldplay
    keep holding on–avril lavigne
    misery–maroon 5
    hurry up and choose–mozella

    It was also interesting to see how many songs were familiar yet i had no idea what their name was. huh.

  16. sonja j


    I’m not saying I won’t stay
    with you – but I can’t live
    here forever, and you’ve
    always known that. You
    let it be me who had to
    make the changes – leave
    friends, family, work, but I
    told you it was just until I got
    that apple tree to bear fruit.
    Not everything revolves around
    your career, not even the trees
    will wait for you to say they
    can blossom. I have no fear
    of wasted time, no regrets when
    I think of the choices, our children,
    but I know my way back home.

    I’m Not Sayin’ – Gordon Lightfoot
    Let It Be Me – The Indigo Girls
    Changes – David Bowie
    Not Even the Trees – Hootie and the Blowfish
    Fear of Wasted Time – Courtyard Hounds

  17. Rorybore

    I can’t decide if I want to read all the poetry, or go listen to all the great songs! This is my best dilemma ever!

    Thoughts on Shuffle

    All I Want To Do
    is just be lazy, or
    maybe change the world?
    I don’t know.
    Don’t ask me right now.
    Just toss your wish in the well, or
    Call Me, Maybe?
    but you know, I’m so sorry:
    I might be out — somewhere
    shuffling on, because
    I Just Can’t Leave It Alone
    not hard to believe
    when it feels so darn good
    but then again,
    Everybody Got Their Something
    that makes you feel like moving,
    to get you in that groove thing
    smiling sweet time
    like Pure Soul flowing,
    and throwing down
    in the dream academy
    that sweeps away
    the daily dust of life:
    that’s all I really wanna do.

    All I Want To Do, Sugarland
    Call Me Maybe, Carly Rae Jepsen
    Can’t Leave It Alone, The Monophonics
    Everybody Got Their Something, Nikka Costa (Blue Crush Soundtrack)
    Pure Soul, Elijah and the Ebonites

  18. jared davidavich

    I felt the connection
    fall away, as if severed
    in an instant
    the second I stopped
    chasing a surplus
    that only ever existed
    in this moment,
    but not the next,
    concentrating instead
    on a higher goal
    a Higher Ground
    offering a better perspective

    the people I pass by
    may still see me
    but they cannot Feel Me
    Flow gradually towards
    a greater understanding
    now that the weight
    of dependence has lifted
    i am free to pursue
    my own desires
    as a man Given To Fly
    from the confines of
    this deterministic system

    sometimes it feels
    just Like Suicide-
    worldly objects fade
    stretching out
    beneath my feet
    me rising above them
    slowly, no longer focused
    on the individual, but
    on the whole of society
    crowded around centers
    of material production
    while I observe in isolation
    suddenly realizing
    the loneliness
    that accompanies revelation,
    but At Least I’m Not As Sad
    As I Used To Be

    “Higher Ground” – Stevie Wonder
    “Feel Me Flow” – Naughty by Nature
    “Given To Fly” – Pearl Jam
    “Like Suicide” – Soundgarden
    “At Least I’m Not As Sad As I Used To Be” – fun.

  19. po


    All I get at National
    Coney Island are
    hugs from boys
    and peppermints.

    I’ll sleep alone tonight
    because that is what
    happens to a girl
    whose daddy is sheriff.


    son ambulances-“maria in motion”
    Godspeed you black emperor!-“Coney Island”
    Braid-“hugs from boys”
    commander venus-“peppermints”

    Why Don’t You Love Me?

    Reflected in the blue of the pool
    is the rising of the killing moon.
    Blue turned bitter
    with your last caress.

    I don’t mind the pain
    but I’m tired of being alive.
    I’m going down to die
    by the flowers on the wall.


    Danzig – “Tired of Being Alive”
    Danzig – “I don’t Mind the Pain”
    Danzig- “Going Down to Die”
    The Statler Brothers – “Flowers on the Wall”
    Misfits –“ Last Caress”
    Echo and the Bunnymen – “The Killing Moon”
    Donna Regina – “Blue of the Pool”
    Via Tania – “The Rising”

  20. madcapmaggie

    Nov 21: write a song titles poem — write down 5 random titles and use in poem

    Listen to the Radio

    A rollicking rock tune blasts out from my car
    but who is it singing? I don’t know who they are.
    The title as well is a deep mystery.
    If they ever announced it, was not heard by me.

    The titles I guessed at have come from first lines:
    something about loving, something about wine,
    a bit about turkey, a peaceful white dove.
    The titles were missing, and thus hard to love.

    You ask, what’s the point of my writing this down?
    You’re staring right at me, your face wears a frown.
    “And how many titles in all did you use?”
    Oh, honey, I’m singing the no-title the blues.

    Margaret Fieland

  21. jacq

    feeling you, feeling me
    hearts in overdrive
    sun shoots red and blond
    everywhere singing the blues
    me and Bobby McGee slipping away
    our souls torched, hearts beating
    like a jack hammer, gear jammer
    this wretched lava of love

    Songs: Me and Bobby McGee – Janis Joplin; Everywhere – Fleetwood Mac; Torched – Michael Hedges; Gear Jammer – George Thorogood & the Destroyers; Feeling You, Feeling Me – Alicia Keys

  22. DanielAri

    “My digital epitaph”

    In misty air under maples
    Words appear on this glowing screen
    Winking from this block of marble.
    Daniel Ari remains serene.

    He thought it unbelievable
    Luck that woke him into being.
    He dwelled more in joy that sorrow,
    Relished the taste of tangerine,

    And loved to improvise a score
    Between awestruck and laughable.
    From abundant adoration
    He handcrafted words into poems.

    His words said much; his actions more
    Just before he returned to loam
    He prayed: May All Be Forgiven.
    He welcomes you to read of him

    While skylarks sing, here at his home.

    My random iTunes playlists were TOO random between all the audiobook chapters, so I applied a few parameters: songs only and only one-word titles:
    Tangerine—Ray Brown
    Misty—Sarah Vaughan
    Epitaph—Preacher Boy
    Skylark—Mel Torme

  23. PSC in CT

    This time
    I only need to stay,
    bide a bit, be alone,
    make my peace
    with wind and sky
    close my eyes
    breathe and be
    before I’m moving on

    _ _ _ _ _ _ _

    My playlist consists of 8 songs — all from one artist — Kristen Graves. You can check out her music & learn more about her at her website: http://www.kristengraves.com/kristen graves. She’s awesome!

    My Kristen Graves Playlist:

    “Time” by Kristen Graves
    “Stay” by Kristen Graves
    “Alone” by Kristen Graves
    “Peace” by Kristen Graves
    “Wind” by Kristen Graves
    “Sky” by Kristen Graves
    “Close My Eyes” by Kristen Graves
    “Moving On” by Kristen Graves

  24. Miss R.

    The Good King Comes

    Bring precious gifts to the good King
    (Wenceslas isn’t the one I mean).
    He’s just a child, or so it seems.
    What child is this? His people sing
    “O come, o come Emmanuel,”
    And He has answered their plea.
    Listen to Him and you will see:
    He asks not for your silver and gold,
    And from what I have long been told,
    He offers infinitely more
    Than just a holly jolly Christmas
    Purchased from a local store.

    (“A Holly Jolly Christmas,” “O Come, O Come Emmanuel,” “Good King Wenceslas,” “What Child Is This?” and “Silver and Gold” are songs I randomly opened my Christmas music book up to.)

  25. Linda Rhinehart Neas

    Wishing You Were Here

    Rising, I think
    Oh, what a beautiful morning!
    Then I remember you –
    the night before you left –
    the words unsaid –
    the dreams put on hold.

    In the evening,
    I stand by the shore
    wondering where you are now.
    Do prayers travel
    across the Universe
    on a highway of stars?

    This is dedicated to all those who will not be with loved ones this Thanksgiving. Prayers for a safe return home for all our military.

    –Oh what a beautiful morning – Ray Charles
    –I remember you – Gene Harris
    –In the evening – Mel Torme
    –Across the Universe – Geoffrey Keezer
    –The night before – Beatles

  26. Jacqueline Hallenbeck

    Poetic Fun

    I’m a playful, corky poet.
    I’m sexy and I know it.
    I’m too sexy for my verse.
    My poems rule the universe.
    You can’t break my stride.
    I’m aiming high.
    My work’s sealed with a kiss.
    U can’t touch this!.

    Songs used:
    I’m sexy and I know it – LMFAO
    I’m too sexy – Right Said Fred
    Break my stride – Matthew Wilder
    Sealed with a kiss – Bobby Vinton
    U can’t touch this – McHammer

  27. Sara McNulty

    Hey Bruce, this is my favorite prompt so far!

    Poetic Asides November Challenge – Day 21
    Write a random list of song titles, and use
    them in a poem.

    Songs: Break It Up, Patti Smith
    Born To Run, Bruce Springsteen
    I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing, Aerosmith
    Ball and Chain, Janis Joplin
    Heroin, Lou Reed

    Grow Up Little Girl

    That heroin habit, baby,
    going’ to kill you eventually.
    Can’t you see?
    It’s like a ball
    and chain pullin’
    you down. Stuck.
    A glob of glue, man,
    losin’ yourself. You got
    to break it up, set yourself
    free. I remember a teenage
    girl sayin’, `I don’t want to miss
    a thing in life.’ Born to run
    with the wild pack, you were.
    Now, I see a screwed up
    woman, standin’ still,
    missin’ her life.

  28. shellaysm

    “Something To Believe In” (ode to Bon Jovi, 30 songs…couldn’t help myself!)

    I Believe that if I can
    Keep the Faith and a
    Little Bit of Soul;
    Ride the Mystery Train
    even when there’s a
    Thorn In My Side,
    I’ll survive in this
    Broken Promiseland.

    You see, These Days
    I’m Just Older,
    but It’s My Life

    When asked,
    “What Do You Got?”
    I answer,
    “The Fire Inside,
    A Diamond Ring,
    and A Bed of Roses
    with my Superman Tonight.”

    When asked what I’ve learned,
    I answer,
    “Love’s the Only Rule,
    I can’t Save the World,
    Everybody’s Broken, yet
    Wild Is the Wind.”

    As for advice,
    well, This Ain’t a Love Song,
    but realize that in every
    Two Story Town,
    Without Love,
    You’re Wanted Dead or Alive.

    So, If You Want toMake a Memory,
    Never Say Goodbye,
    just keep Livin’ On a Prayer,
    Stick To Your Guns,
    and know that
    I’ll Be There For You,
    with Every Beat Of My Heart
    …just don’t Lie To Me.

  29. posmic


    What goes around … comes
    so many times, you begin
    to get sick of it, frankly.

    Everything repeats
    sooner or later; life runs
    on invisible wheels

    that are easy to feel
    spinning under you
    if you’re not too

    to feel anything but
    your brokenness.

    So what? It’s easy to forget
    the cycles that run us,
    when it seems as if

    everything moves forward,
    not in circles, after all. I like it,
    the illusion that we’re each

    walking somewhere, or
    that any of us is able
    to hold still, ever.

    “I will wait,” we say. But
    there is no waiting, only transit,
    on our loop around the sun.

  30. barbara_y

    Hold on! Hold on!
    There’s something new here:
    hot as fever.
    And it’s you.
    Hold on,
    hold on–you are my doorbuster sale:
    You’ve got me waking up at dawn
    with crazy specials in my head.
    There’s something novel going down,
    like four and twetnty devils
    in an exorcism bed
    you make me dizzy–
    You must be rum and coke–
    to spin my world like cotton candy.
    and turn it fizzy.
    you’re my next big thing
    you knock me
    Hold on!
    your’e my boots of spanish leather
    red as sin and hot as fire
    you’re my goodyear blimp
    come take me higher
    There’s something new here:
    hot as fever.
    And it’s you.

    (And it’s you

    Hold on, hold on

    come take me higher

    rum and coke


  31. Bruce Niedt

    Typical Clueless Male

    Maybe I misread your signals
    but you ignored my semaphore flags.

    Are you playing hard to get?
    The resistance is killing me.

    I could be wrong
    but I’m not wrong long.

    This seems the right place to fade out
    and come in again.

    Let’s go back to the start.
    You had me at a fake hello.

    Back to the Start - Lily Allen
    Not Wrong Long - Nazz
    The Right Place to Fade - Lindsay Buckingham
    The Resistance - Sam Roberts
    A Fake Hello - Young Fresh Fellows]

  32. JanetRuth

    Most of these are on my youtube playlist

    I’ll be faithful to you
    For when somebody loves you
    That’s all I need to know
    So I’ll come running straight to you
    After all this time
    You’re still you
    You’re the only place
    That feels like home to me
    Without You
    I’m a bird without wings
    With You
    I can fly
    And I’m alive
    In your eyes
    My heart is home again
    You are always on my mind
    When you say you love me
    I believe
    The first time ever I saw your face
    I cried
    Thank-you Jesus
    From a higher window
    I know you’re there
    Love rains down
    I am amazed
    As you whisper to my soul
    Don’t give up
    You are loved

    © Janet Martin

    Yes, there are more than five…it was too much fun!

    Song title poem

    I’ll be faithful to you…Don Williams
    For when somebody loves you…Alan Jackson
    That’s all I need to know…Alan Jackson
    So I’ll come running straight to you…Josh Groban
    After all this time…Rodney Crowell
    You’re still you…Josh Groban
    You’re the only place…Josh Groban
    That feels like home to me…Chantal Kreviazuk
    Without You…David Guetta
    I’m a bird without wings…Celtic Thunder
    With You…Josh Groban
    I can fly…Angel Gabriel
    And I’m alive…Celine Dion
    In your eyes…Peter Gabriel
    My heart is home again…Josh Groban
    You are always on my mind…Michal Buble
    When you say you love me…Josh Groban
    I believe…Elvis Presley
    The first Time I ever saw your face…Celine Dion
    I cried…Katie Melua
    Thank-you Jesus…Terry Clark
    From a higher window…Josh Groban
    I know you’re there…Casting Crowns
    Love rains down…Gary B
    I am amazed…Lone Star
    As you whisper to my soul…Brian Houston
    Don’t give up
    You are loved…Josh Groban

    1. claudsy

      A Thousand Years–Christine Perri
      You Raise Me Up—Josh Groban
      I Don’t Care Anymore—Phil Collins
      Can’t Be Tamed—Miley Cyrus
      Where Have You Been—Rihanna

      Belle’s Lament

      I could have asked you
      “Where have you been
      All of my life? Though
      I know I don’t care anymore
      About an answer coming from
      Across a thousand years.
      It’s enough that you can
      You raise me up to pinnacles
      Of expectations, in flurries
      That can’t be tamed to give
      Me unimagined immortality.

  33. Nancy Posey

    Yoko, Missing John, Crashes the Party

    The reunion was jolly good, considering only half
    the old band could make it, but she showed up—She
    came in through the bathroom window—something
    about thinking there was a cover charge
    and having left her bag back at the apartment.
    “I used to tell John, ‘You never give me your money,’
    but now on my own, I forget it half the time. Hate
    lugging a purse, having to carry that weight.
    Not sure what I have in there. Maxwell’s Silver
    Hammer?” Straightening her hair, her black pants,
    black blouse, she knows they think she carries on,
    playing the grieving widow card, fancying herself
    Her Majesty, when, honestly, she wore black because
    it was slimming. “Oh, darling,” she whispered,
    I wish you were here; I want you–back here with me.”

    Whenever they come together, in the end
    she prays to make a subtle departure, hurrying
    home to golden slumbers, waking early enough
    to peek out her window and shout to the world:
    “Here Comes the Sun, but how I still miss him.
    He used to be my Sun King.”

    (Not all of Abbey Road, but anyone who knows the album will tease out the play list–those that aren’t blatantly obvious, that is.)

  34. Connie Peters

    Grace Changes Everything

    Grace changes everything, I know.
    Trials and troubles come and go.
    We wonder why we’re in pain.
    There’s a reason for the rain.
    In drought, plants can’t grow.

    God’s outrageous love is the loam
    Where roots stay firm when winds blow.
    No matter life’s terrain,
    Grace changes everything.

    When seeds are planted row by row,
    it appears nothing is below.
    But through faith we attain
    as we go from seed to grain.
    He produces joy from woe.
    Grace changes everything.

    Play list:
    Grace Changes Everything by Jamie Slocum
    There’s a Reason for the Rain by Jamie Thiettan
    Outrageous Love by Krissy Nordhoff

  35. Eleanore D. Trupkiewicz

    Song Titles

    It’s hard to explain why Christmas
    makes me cry—as though the
    holiday takes and gives but takes
    more than it gives, and I am second
    on the priority list for being given
    anything like time alone, a singly
    silent night to help me hold it all
    together right now and still be able
    to say “Blessed be your name” to
    the only one worthy of being told
    such a thing. What Christmas means
    to me, then, is something more than
    the blinking lights and the jars of
    candy and the cinnamon sticks and
    the tang of evergreen and juniper,
    and especially more than the Santa
    at the mall, who chain-smokes in
    between telling lies to naïve children
    and their harried parents: Christmas,
    someone wise once said to me, is
    a heart issue at the heart of it.

    Playlist: “What Christmas Means to Me,” “Christmas Makes Me Cry,” “Silent Night” (Mandisa); “Blessed Be Your Name” (Tree63); “I Am Second” (Newsboys)

  36. Miss R.

    Simple Days

    The brightly lighted windows are frosty,
    The snowman is keeping a cheerful vigil,
    And the stars are shining as brightly
    As angels from the realms of glory
    As we go crunching through the snow,
    Leaving behind nutcracker, sweets and all
    To traipse together aimlessly for awhile.
    When Santa Claus gets your letter,
    I hope he finds you asked for nothing more,
    Because there can really be nothing better
    Than simple days spent together.
    That’s what I want for Christmas,
    Really, for me and all of you.

    (“Frosty the Snowman,” “Angels from the Realms of Glory,” “That’s What I Want for Christmas,” “Nutcracker Sweets,” and “When Santa Claus Gets Your Letter” are the first five songs I randomly opened my Christmas music book to.)

  37. Nancy Posey

    Set List

    Only now and then my fantasies
    run away with me, summoning
    scenes after success, hearing our songs
    on the radio, our names announced
    as the envelope is opened onstage.

    Nothing else eases the nightmares
    far more true, not as opening act
    for some better know local band
    but playing bars, high school proms,
    country club New Years Eve dances.

    In those smoky dreams, our set list
    never varies, looping over and over
    by request–Brown-Eyed Girl,
    Brick House, the Cha Cha Slide,
    Rocky Top, Free bird. At least
    ten times a night, Free Bird.
    Lord knows, I can’t change.

  38. Andrea Heiberg

    Ombra Mai Fu

    The long and winding road
    always hits me
    on the last few kilometers
    on my pilgrim’s route
    and though I cannot sing
    I can think
    and I think:
    it’s not winding.
    And maybe, maybe, maybe
    you’ll all be there
    and I’ll say:
    never has there been a shade.

  39. Miss R.

    Along a Mountain Path

    We climb the foothills, a blue mountain in the distance.
    We want the diamond, and parry all resistance.
    Who will be the harvester to reap what God has sown?
    Who has the will and greed to reap it for his own?
    We find a guide who leads us, so it seems, astray.
    He takes us far from what we were certain was the way.
    We never find the diamond, but we don’t make a fuss;
    We have discovered that love will be enough for us.
    Now the guide so strange we all truly recognize.
    He is the only way. He is Jesus in disguise.

    (“The Harvester,” “Jesus In Disguise,” “Blue Mountain,” “Diamond,” and “Love Will Be Enough For Us” are the first five songs on Brandon Heath’s CD Blue Mountain.)

  40. foodpoet

    Reverse Thread

    Lights in the forest
    In a sun rush
    Reach up to gather threads of sunrise
    If you are held in fortune’s hand
    You will weave joy.
    The water is wide, under your foot
    as you walk the weft line
    Into the Mist and Stone.

    Play List

    Reverse Thread Regina Carter
    Lights in the Forest, sun rush Yarina
    In Fortune’s hand Anam
    The Water is wide Maura O’Connell
    Mist and Stone Maggie Sansome

  41. Michelle Hed

    Home(Phillip Phillips), Ho Hey (Lumineers), Rolling in the Deep (Adele), Chasing Cars (Snow Patrol), A Thousand Years (Christina Perri)

    Feeling the Years

    There was a time
    when I would chase cars –
    Ho hey
    and I would roll,
    rolling in the deep, luscious smells
    which I wanted to permeate
    my body like perfume –
    Ho hey
    But now I feel as if
    I’m a thousand years old
    and I only chase cars in my dreams
    and I’m afraid if I roll, I might not be
    able to flip back over, last time I tried,
    just yesterday, it was near thing –
    Ho hey
    Now I just want to be home,
    surround by those I love
    and who love me
    laying before the hearth
    Ho hey
    Ho hey

  42. Buddah Moskowitz

    Christmas, 1970 (Fullerton, California) (Nov 21 Prompt: Five Song Titles)

    It is 1970,
    in Fullerton, California,
    and the only way
    I know
    Christmas time is here
    is that my brothers and I
    are huddled around the TV
    (in pre-videotape days)
    to watch
    the single annual showing
    of “A Charlie Brown Christmas.”

    Seeing the clear blue skies
    bordered by the palm trees
    in manicured front lawns,
    I couldn’t fathom
    the appeal of a white Christmas.

    Stores decked themselves out
    with festive tinsel,
    evergreen garlands
    silver bells, and
    there was that familiar, comforting
    music everywhere.

    Even then
    as a 7 year old
    I sensed the season
    was about more
    than colorfully wrapped presents,
    or diving headfirst
    into a marshmallow world,

    and I still try to find
    a quiet moment
    on Christmas Eve,
    if not an entire
    silent night,
    to be thankful
    for a gift that
    I may never fully

    [First five holiday songs I heard: "Christmas Time is Here" "Marshmallow World" "White Christmas" "Silver Bells" "Silent Night."]

  43. Marianv

    All I know, my brown-eyed girl\
    is every breath you take
    brings you closer to me
    you are resting gentle on my mind
    I am returning to you, walking
    through the early morning rain.

    Pl;aylist All I Know – Art Garfunkle, Brown-Eyed girl – Van Morrison, Every breath you take – James McNally, Gentle on my Mind – Glen Campbell, In the Early Morning rain – Gordon Lightfoot

  44. Walt Wojtanik


    There are two kinds of people in this world:
    those who like Neil Diamond, and those who don’t!”
    ~Bill Murray in “What About Bob?

    I’ll admit, you got to me.
    And when you shied away
    I got the feeling (oh no,no)
    that we were through.
    When it comes to love,
    I’m a believer.
    But, when love goes,
    I thank the Lord for the night time.
    A solitary man is better off
    when he’s kept in the dark.
    No one can see his tears.

    “You Got to Me”, “I Got the Feeling (Oh No, No)”, I’m A Believer”,
    “Thank the Lord For the Night Time” and “Solitary Man” by Neil Diamond

  45. De Jackson

    Five, for Fighting

    Slice this down the sin
    -ter and you may find
    kryptonite, super
    -man. It’s not easy,
    this something about
    you that makes me want
    to leave, unbreathe. This
    repeating middle
    refrain: the devil
    in the wishing well.
    This plea to solve the
    riddle (you and I).

    Playlist (all by Five for Fighting, of course)
    Also, each line has five syllables.
    The Devil in the Wishing Well
    Superman (It’s Not Easy)
    Something About You
    The Riddle (You and I)

  46. Walt Wojtanik


    The sound of you stays with me.
    I see your face here, there and everywhere
    and it scares me to think
    that I’m on the brink of losing you.
    Our battle of words has made me
    a wounded soldier of love.
    Get back and let’s try to work things out.
    My friends say, “She loves you”
    but I wonder now if that’s true.
    I will not roll over. Beethoven would fight for you.
    But then again, he couldn’t hear!

  47. taylor graham


    Two-hour drive to the base.
    Grab pack and dog, lock car, head for
    that big bird parked on the runway.
    But first, find a strip of grass. “Hurry up!”
    I tell her. She knows that means
    business. She squats. “Toot suite,”
    I add, language hardly mattering
    as long as words-talk makes sense
    to dog. I might as well say
    “yakety-yak, take out the trash,”
    she’d know what I mean. The taxi’s
    waiting – that C-130 on the runway.
    We’re going on a search!

  48. uneven steven

    her mix tape playlist said it all

    my beloved monster
    never say never
    a thousand years
    the cave
    midnight (all night long)
    you found me
    falling slowly
    lost cause
    the only exception
    someone like you
    bottle it up
    I believe in you
    just the way you are
    and the birds sing
    don’t stop believing
    I’m yours
    sexy and I know it

    Every single line is the title of a song – too long to list – and an actual playlist given to me :-)

  49. Jane Shlensky

    Great prompt, Bruce. I could do this all day.

    The Plan, First Draft

    All I wanna do is make a Life,
    ya know? Like, Use Myself,
    like my Nana says, Use Yourself.
    No, I got no like Specifics yet,
    but like it’s clear in my Head—
    I don’t wanna miss a Thing,

    People gonna know I was
    always a woman, but Powerful,
    rolling in the deep
    money, deep Love, deep joy.

    You feel me? I got a plan see.
    I wanna use me so well
    so Well that I leave my mark
    so people will Know
    and remember I was here.
    Chances are, if I’m lucky,
    I’ll know it too.

    Always a Woman, Billy Joel
    Chances Are, Johnny Mathis
    I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing, Aerosmith
    All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
    Rolling in the Deep, Adele
    I was Here, Beyonce

  50. Walt Wojtanik


    Call me irresponsible,
    but this is my kind of town!
    We start as strangers in the night,
    but just as we’re taking flight,
    you want your dough!
    Wouldn’t you know it?
    I guess that’s life!

    Sinatra playlist – “Sleep Warm”, “Strangers in the Night”, “That’s Life”,
    “Call Me Irresponsible”, “My Kind of Town”
    Sleep warm.

    1. Walt Wojtanik

      Crap! Last line should be – Sleep warm.


      Call me irresponsible,
      but this is my kind of town!
      We start as strangers in the night,
      but just as we’re taking flight,
      you want your dough!
      Wouldn’t you know it?
      I guess that’s life!
      Sleep warm.

  51. De Jackson


    All these years,
    pieces of the night have
    fallen from the sky
    and here am I
    by a moment,
    pondering life
    on the moon;
    some place of perfect blue
    buildings and
    sigh no more.

    I beckoned and
    the heavens said
    you would not come
    again today.

    When you scratch this
    surface, do you realize I am

    Am I born to go? Am I
    strong enough
    to stay?

    Playlist (I tried to stick to 5, but 12 titles muscled their way in there):
    Pieces of the Night (Gin Blossoms)
    Fallen from the Sky (Glen Hansard, from Once)
    Life on the Moon (David Cook)
    Would Not Come (Alanis Morissette)
    Hanging By a Moment (Lifehouse)
    Realize (Colbie Caillat)
    Sigh No More (Mumford & Sons)
    Breakable (Ingrid Michaelson)
    Perfect Blue Buildings (Counting Crows)
    Strong Enough (Sarah McLachlan)
    Stay (Lisa Loeb)
    Silent All These Years (Tori Amos)

  52. Andrew Kreider

    Carriage clock

    Spare me your platitudes
    your gleaming balls of light
    and milquetoast ukulele anthems
    making trifles out of calloused days.

    This beggared black tie banquet
    is no journey down the Nile
    no retrospective treasure hunt to pluck
    gold stones from the riverbed below.

    No, it is a cold coal war still yet tonight
    played out impatiently in borrowed shirts
    our souls pressed hard against the concrete wall
    while the carriage clock ticks on and on.

    (My five song titles:
    Journey down the Nile – J.D. Souther; Coal War – Joshua James; Concrete Wall – Zee Avi; Ukulele Anthem – Amanda Palmer; Stones From The Riverbed – Matthew Perryman Jones)

  53. Walt Wojtanik


    God rest ye, merry gentlemen
    it seems it’s Christmas time again
    and He has deemed to let is snow!
    There’s still a month before the “show”.
    Still, still, still the flakes descend

    and on the front porch stands our friend
    Santa! Baby, remember when
    you would glow from his Ho-Ho-Ho?
    God rest ye.

    The time draws nigh to start it then,
    and set the tree up in the den.
    How do I wrap my heart up, Flo,
    for Christmas with a month to go?

    Please do not shake it, fold it, bend…
    God rest ye!

    Playlist from my “Christmas” iPod – “Let It Snow” – Dean Martin, “God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen” – Chicago, “Still, Still, Still” – Mannheim Steamroller, “Santa Baby” – Linda Edder,, “How Do I Wrap My Heart Up (For Christmas)?” – Randy Travis

  54. RobHalpin

    Make Love Like A Man

    “The Hunter?”
    How ’bout “Hey, Stoopid!”
    Got your attention now? Listen-
    This may sound rather sexist, but if you can’t Make Love
    Like A Man, you’re going to find
    yourself living in
    The House Of

    Songs: “House of Broken Love” – Great White, “God of Thunder” – KISS, “The Hunter” – Dokken, “Hey Stoopid” – Alice Cooper, “Make Love Like A Man” – Def Leppard

  55. laurie kolp


    Daughters throw glitter in the air
    while dancing around the house
    in white boots crying,
    a jar of hearts at their bedside
    collecting all the insensitive lovers
    they fell accidentally in love with
    and then the next day shuffle
    to the next song, breathe and repeat.


    Play List:
    Daughters- John Mayer
    Glitter In the Air- Pink
    Cryin’- Aerosmith
    White Boots- The Vaughan Bros.
    Jar of Hearts- Christina Perri
    Insensitive- Jann Arden
    Accidentally in Love- Shrek
    Breathe- Taylor Swift

  56. JWLaviguer

    I Remember Now
    (Based on Queensryche’s Operation: Mindcrime)

    I can’t speak
    I can’t move
    not now
    not anymore

    I didn’t want anything else
    I didn’t believe
    that the needle lies

    She helped me see
    Suite (sic) Sister Mary
    he corrupted her
    spreading the disease

    Gone now
    Didn’t say goodbye
    and I don’t
    believe in love

    as I sit here
    in my empty room
    looking into the eyes of a stranger

    breaking the silence
    will help me to
    remember now.

  57. Jerry Walraven

    offers only cold hope
    and I shiver.
    It’s just the morning,
    I tell myself
    as I shake off the night
    of ragged dreams
    of another never,
    of me alone,
    watching you retreat.
    “I’m your man!”
    I shout to the darkness
    but you walk away
    and I sigh.
    So what.
    It’s only a dream.

    Here’s what iTunes had to offer:
    “Sunrise,” The Grateful Dead. “It’s just the Morning,” Lyle Lovett. “‘nother never”, Brian Lynch. “I’m Your Man,” Leonard Cohen and “So What,” Miles Davis.

  58. Bruce Niedt

    Thanks, Robert, for featuring my prompt – it’s one of my favorites and a good “go-to” when I’m stuck for ideas. Sometimes the results are pretty good, sometimes they’re “meh” – this one may fall in the latter category (the last title was a toughie):


    If you want me
    to make sense
    it will have to be
    after you’re gone.
    You’re the one I want to
    lay down in the tall grass.
    That face like Grace Kelly
    knocks me over,
    a tree in the avalanche.
    I’d do anything for you –
    shop on Black Friday,
    eat chocolate-covered crickets,
    say the alphabet backwards
    25 horses couldn’t
    keep me away.

    If You Want Me – Glen Hansard and Marketa Inglova
    Lay Down in the Tall Grass – Timber Timbre
    The Avalanche – Sufjan Stevens
    Grace Kelly – The Whiffenpoofs
    D.C.B.A. -25 – Jefferson Airplane]

  59. RASlater

    Late One Night

    I was wandering late one night
    Pondering the meaning of life
    By the light of a pale moon
    When I was interrupted by a curious sight
    Ghost riders in the sky leaving their trails of fire
    As slow moving meteorites
    They alighted in my path and approached
    ‘Tell me young lady, what country are we in?’ The pale rider in front asked
    ‘Why, it’s America!’ I answered in stammer
    The riders in the back broke into chorus
    Singing ‘Song of the South’ off key
    ‘We’re looking for Georgia,’ the leader did say
    ‘You’re close,’ I stammered again and pointed south ‘it’s about a three hour drive that way!’
    ‘I guess that fiddler gave us good directions after all!’ The leader said with a sigh
    With a tip of his hat, he thanked me and gave me a wink
    Then as one they turned their fiery steeds
    And galloped away, still singing in their off kilter way
    I stood there amazed and watched them go
    As odd as it was, the sight as they again lit up the shy
    Really was something beautiful
    With my path again clear I continued on my walk
    No more answers than when I started
    But my heart beat lighter
    Their song lingering in the air
    Long after their trails had faded

    “Something Beautiful” by: Newsboys
    “It’s America” by: Rodney Atkins
    “Song of the South” by: Alabama
    “Good Directions” by Billy Currington
    “(Ghost)Riders in the Sky” by: Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson

  60. JWLaviguer

    She said she said
    we would always be together
    But I had to carry that weight
    and now I’ve got a feeling
    that the two of us
    will meet again
    across the universe
    so we just have to let it be

    Playlist (The Beatles):
    She Said She Said
    Carry That Weight
    The Two of Us
    Across the Universe
    Let It Be

  61. DAHutchison

    Interesting Prompt… I challenged myself to go with the first shuffle… results a bit middling, but cogent.


    I brought you a fresh cut flower,
    And you brought lemons today,

    Just a kid who waited alone for you,
    Sitting on the dock of the bay.

    Your white noise lullaby,
    Now a distant memory.

    The thrill is gone, but we’re still here,
    At least talk dirty to me.

    “Flower” The Eels
    “Lemons” Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers
    “Just a Kid” Wilco
    “Sitting On The Dock of the Bay” Otis Redding
    “White Noise Lullaby” The Paperboys
    [Bonus Track] “Talk Dirty To Me” Poison

  62. Walt Wojtanik


    “Call me”, she said
    but I’d be better off dead to the world.
    I call her and she’s not there.
    She’s NEVER there!
    But she had something!
    The face, the hair, the flair
    for action and the main attraction
    were her “Dead Man’s Curves”!
    Well worth the excursion to Doraville
    Just 17 more miles to go,
    so don’t let the sun go down on me.
    I think I’m lost and she won’t answer the phone.
    I call her, but she’s not there.

    “Don’t Let the Sun Go Down” by Elton John
    “She’s Not There” by The Zombies
    “Call Me” by Al Green
    “Doraville” by Atlanta Rhythm Section
    “Dead Man’s Curve” by Jan and Dean

  63. Misky


    It was a bleak winter night
    in a lowly lit bar in Amsterdam,
    I sat sipping tea with cinnamon
    to warm my heart and toes.

    I always kept my feet firmly
    set below my legs when here;
    no cocktails and ruby slippers for me –
    Until he turned to catch my eye

    and I felt myself wading in deeper
    than I might wisely do. And I asked
    myself, what should I do?

    Song List:
    Wading in Deeper
    A Bar in Amsterdam
    Cocktails and Ruby Slippers
    Tea with Cinnamon

    Songs by Katzenjammer

  64. Ber

    Turn Right

    Dont you worry
    across the blue lake
    she is the only girl in the world for you
    her heart you would never want to break

    Where ever you want to be together
    her hips make your body ache
    for your pulse races
    across the blue lake

    So push her buttons
    push them well
    make her want to
    get you on the dance floor
    dont let her take a break

    She is a wild one
    who loves to play your game
    knowing her
    your life will never be the same

    As she is beggin you
    to think about
    what you would do her body
    as you try to fight it to fight it
    relax and get on your back

  65. Walt Wojtanik


    We live in interesting times.
    Isn’t life strange?
    But, here’s the deal.
    Baby, I’m for real.
    Brandy, you’re a fine girl
    and what you do to me
    makes me crazy.
    Bend me, shape me
    but don’t break me.
    Come and get your love!.

    “Isn’t Life Strange” by The Moody Blues
    “Baby, I’m For Real” by The Originals
    “Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass
    “Bend Me, Shape Me” by American Breed
    “Come and Get Your Love” by Redbone

  66. Walt Wojtanik


    You were a bit stodgy for my taste,
    and what a waste that was.
    You were a strange bird – a blackbird
    cracking and cawing.
    Is that all you do is carry on?
    But you had redeeming qualities,
    you better you bet you did.
    Then I met your mother.
    Runnin’ back to saskatoon!
    I think I left the iron plugged in.
    Who names their kid Enid anyway?

    “Enid” – Barenaked Ladies
    “Blackbird” – Beatles
    “Carry on” – CSN&Y
    “You Better You Bet” – Who
    “Runnin’ Back to Saskatoon” – The Guess Who

  67. viv


    Cole and Irving,
    Mercer and Cahn;
    Lloyd Webber and Bjorn
    Hal and Burt
    Lennon and Paul
    (Anka and McCarney)
    Charles Trenet and Yves Montand
    Brassens and Chevalier – I could go on …
    Thank you for the Music