Hi All
Hopefully you didn't find last week's assignment too difficult. There were some good natured gripes about it but as Nick commented it's a useful way of getting the muse to flow again. Personally I think it's a way of writing to order that allows you take a situation, map it out logically and then produce a song about it. Still a huge amount of quality submissions last week shows that even though it's not a preferred way of writing it can still help.
So in order to keep you and your muse on your toes here's this week's assignment:
Week 16
Illusion - this week we're going to base our songs around illusion. Whether you wish to use illusion as the title (although you must also use it somewhere else in the song), or base the imagery around illusion (magician, sleight of hand, etc.) or use illusion (mirages, optical illusions etc.) more straightforwardly that's fine.
As usual take any style and form and see where it takes you.
Good Writing
Bob
You are what you eat, eat well
So... yesterday I'm thinking "Oh my gosh its Saturday!". And not because of anything that had to do with Saturday. Oh no. I was just all giddy because If it was Saturday. then the next day would be Sunday. Since I've found this group, every Sunday is like Christmas morning. Its great.
This weeks topic is a good one. Hopefully I'll have something here pretty soon. Good writing to everyone else.
-Marv
Yay! Thanks Bob, this is such fun!!! ;D ;)
-Laura
This is a first draft - it's a bit rough.
The sunshine haze
My Labarinth maze
The magic of her face
Remains in my mind
I am losing the race
To stay in this dream
I will wake soon and she will be gone.
Out of my reach
And out of my touch
My desire for the illusion
She is my Chimera......
..........My delusion
The day will soon begin
And this night will end
Time is elapsing
And this dream is collapsing
Around me alarm bells ring
It is time for the nightmare to begin
Out of my reach
And out of my touch
My desire for the illusion
She is my Chimera......
..........My delusion
Life without my dream
Is life without a pulse
The nightmare of alone
The warmth of stone.
The dreamgirl walks softly by my side
and can never be touched.
Out of my reach
And out of my touch
My desire for the illusion
She is my Chimera......
..........My delusion
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Hi Jeremy
I copied your submission into the forum page under its own heading as replies at the bottom of this post can sometimes be lost to general review. Then saw that you had done this anyway so removed my duplicate.
Bob
You are what you eat, eat well
